True Love (The Society #4)

Chapter 15 – Chastity’s Favorite Champagne

Thursday – December 28, 2023

Tanner

I had no idea what Ash was doing. Was she really that mad at me that she was serious about marrying this idiot?

I shook my head. There had to be something else to it. I stared down at the file that Marty my PI had gotten me on Xander Frost. I laughed when I saw some quotes about Xander from his grandmother:

“He’s sour because his bum hole hurts.”

“Definitely into back door stuff.”

“Binders? He probably has binders full of men.”

“He’s into homo things.”

I laughed and closed the file. It was just like Ash to try to make me jealous with some gay guy.

But...was Xander actually gay? And was this just some kind of retaliation because I’d been gone for a month? I knew I’d promised her I’d never leave her, but Santa was in trouble and I knew how much she liked Christmas. I thought I could save Christmas and then spend it with her. I never expected this to happen.

I wished I could go back in time and not answer Santa’s call for help. It was horrible timing right after Ash had been so upset on Thanksgiving. I could see how she might have thought we’d broken up. I guess. Yeah, definitely horrible timing to get kidnapped and not be able to communicate.

But at least I’d gotten away with my magic intact…unlike Santa. I still needed to figure out who kidnapped us and stole Santa’s magic before next Christmas. One year without presents for the world was bad enough, but two years in a row? Christmas would be ruined. And that wouldn’t do. I could just picture Ash running to look under the tree and not seeing a gift. Yeah, that wouldn’t do at all.

But I had a year to figure out Santa’s nonsense. Right now I needed to figure out a way to make Ash stop this madness. And get her fucked by her lesser true love as soon as possible. I knew she wouldn’t be doing any of this if I was free of this stupid curse. Maybe her baby fever was back? I shook my head. If that was true, she would have fucked Xander. Not gotten engaged and been waiting for marriage to bang him. If she was willing to wait for marriage, she would have waited for me.

I didn’t know what was going on with Ash. But I was going to win her back. And get free. I just needed a plan. Last night I’d been a bit hysterical. According to Nigel. I didn’t remember much. The little bastard drugged me shortly after Ash had left. I really needed to find Nigel’s supply of narcotics and hide them from him. They weren’t that dangerous to me. But I knew he had a collection for quite some time. And the expiration dates were probably way past. He could kill a normal person with that stuff.

Either way, I was feeling better today. And ready to tackle this problem .

I was just about to ask Destiny to put Ash into the Society algorithm to determine her best match when Matt’s name lit up on my phone.

“What’s up?” I asked.

“Not much,” said Matt. “What’s up with you ?”

“You’re the one that called me, son.”

Matt sighed. “Seriously, man, what’s up?”

“I’m busy doing work things. As a normal boy does on Thursdays.” It was a lie. I wasn’t at work. I was at my home office and I hadn’t even thought about work for a month while I was imprisoned. But I had people for that. Unlike Matt. The poor millionaire lad.

“That’s it? That’s all you have to say?”

“Yes?”

“You were gone for a month. You had Brooklyn worried sick. And Jacob kept asking for you on Christmas.”

I pressed my lips together. I hadn’t meant to let my grandson down. “Sorry about that. It was a business thing.”

“You always say that. Cell phones work overseas, man.”

“Not mine.”

“Yes it does. It worked when we were all in India.”

“I don’t think so,” I said.

“Okay, well...fine.”

“Great. I’ll swing by later to hang out with Brooklyn and my grandkids. Bye.”

“Wait! Don’t hang up!”

“Was there something else? ”

“Was there something else,” Matt muttered under his breath. “I haven’t spoken to you in a month. Is there anything you’d like to tell me?”

“Nope.”

“Dude, come on.”

I shrugged. “Okay. I know what you want. I missed you, Matthew.”

“What? No. I’m talking about something important.”

“Nothing important has happened.”

“Seriously? You have nothing to update me on?”

“You’re acting like I bought another soccer team without your consent...”

“I’m not talking about a freaking soccer team. I’m asking you if you have any important life events to update me on.”

I leaned back in my chair. “Nope. Can’t think of anything.”

“Seriously? What about Ash?”

“What about Ash?”

“A courier just delivered a Save the Date to me. For Ash and Xander Frost’s wedding.”

Well that was fast. What was her game here? “Oh, that.”

“Oh, that? Tanner, what the hell is going on?”

I laughed. “I actually have no idea what in tarnation is going on with that.”

“Did you not know?”

“No, I did. She told me last night.”

“I’m so confused, what is happening?”

“It appears as though my girlfriend is marrying another man. It’s the darndest thing. ”

“Tanner, why don’t you sound upset?”

“If I act hysterical Nigel might drug me again. And honestly, I’m more confused than anything.”

“The last thing you told me was that you were in love with her. And then you disappear for a month and now...this?”

“Yeah, it appears she may be a little upset about my month-long absence.”

“You didn’t call her either? What the fuck is wrong with you?”

“I didn’t have a choice.”

“It takes two seconds to make a phone call, Tanner. You have no idea how much people worry about you when you go AWOL.”

“Which is why I said I missed you.”

Matt laughed. “I missed you too. And apparently Ash missed you a ton.”

“Yeah...I don’t know. I don’t think that invitation is real.”

“It looks pretty real to me.”

“What are the odds that Young Robert is blackmailing her into pranking me with this?”

“Huh.” Matt paused. “There’s actually a decent chance of that. Want me to talk to him?”

“I’d rather you never talk to him again.”

Matt laughed.

“Well, it has been fun catching up. Tell Brooklyn not to fret. And let my grandkids know I’ll come by later to say hi.”

“Tanner?”

“Yeah?”

“Are you okay? ”

“Never better.”

“If you need to talk about this...”

“It’s not real, Matt. There’s nothing to worry about.”

“It seems real.”

I shook my head. “It’s not.” Besides, I had a plan. Kind of. “And I really must be going. I have a very busy day.”

“Alright. But I’m here if you want to talk. Brooklyn is too.”

“I know.” I ended the call. Matt sounded like he was very concerned about me. But there was no need to be.

I swiveled in my chair. “Destiny?”

“Yes, Master?”

“Can you please put Ash into the Society algorithm to determine her best match?”

“One moment, please.” There was a one second pause. “Command complete.”

My screen filled with the results. Ash’s best match was...me. Because of course it was.

But also...it didn’t mean much. I was nearly everyone’s best match since I’d lived so many different lives. There were too many data points for the algorithm to handle.

So who was her second best match? I scrolled down.

A picture of Cole smiling was staring back at me.

Damn it. That asshole. Although, I kinda got it. I’d specifically befriended him so Ash wouldn’t be able to fuck him. But now I’d become quite close to him. He’d probably be calling me any minute now to check in on me too. He was a great guy.

Fuck my life.

I shook away the thought. I wondered if Cole would be able to successfully seduce her? He’d certainly try to if I asked. But what if Ash was still following the rules about not banging my friends?

I needed a backup plan. Was there anyone else who could be a good fit for her?

Wait. I remembered her talking about those three dudes from her high school. The ones with the strange modern-day names. Archer, Mustang, and Vandal.

I shot Marty an email to go track those dudes down. He’d done great work with details about Xander Frost. I especially loved the grandmother’s quotes.

“Master,” said Destiny. “You have a visitor.”

Maybe it was Ash here to tell me it was all a prank. Or maybe it was a courier with a dumb wedding invitation.

“Master!” yelled Nigel as he ran into my office. “You have a visitor.”

“I know,” I said. “Destiny just alerted me.”

Nigel stuck his tongue out. But I knew it was directed at Destiny and not me. “But only I can answer the door! Take that, new fandangled robot!” He sprinted off.

“Master, may I please detonate your houseboy?” said Destiny.

I shook my head. “It’s not possible.”

“I believe it is possible. ”

Destiny did not understand the concept of magic. She was best when she stuck to sex things. “Not necessary. Please stand down.”

“Yes, Master.”

I heard Nigel bickering with someone in the hall.

“No, you can’t go in there!” he shouted.

My door burst open and Chastity was standing there.

“Chastain, no!”

“Shut it, houseboy,” she said.

“Is that supposed to be an insult?” he asked. “Being a houseboy is the world’s finest profession.”

She ignored him and turned to me. “Tanner. We have an emergency.” She slapped something down on my desk and then lifted her hand.

I stared down at the Save the Date for Ash and Xander’s wedding.

Ridiculous. Young Robert was definitely behind this. He had to be.

“We need to do something,” said Chastity. “Ash can’t marry that asshole.”

“Agreed,” I said.

She nodded. “Good.” She collapsed into one of my guest chairs.

“Do you have any idea why she’s doing it? Is it like...a funny prank that’s not funny?”

“I have no idea. I think it’s...real?” She shook her head. “No. It can’t be. She hates him. But at the same time...you should have seen them today. They went to HR holding hands. Gag.”

I felt like gagging .

“She’s lost her mind,” said Chastity. “We have to do something. If she marries him she’ll regret it for the rest of her life. She’s in love with you. I know she is. You should have seen how upset she was when you ghosted her the past month.”

I cringed. I hadn’t meant to do that. Fuck.

“Speaking of which...what the hell! I’m here to ruin Ash’s new relationship, obvs, but I’m also here to give you a piece of my mind. Because as her bestie...”

“I got kidnapped trying to save Santa. Trust me, I would have rather been here with Ash. I hate that guy.”

“Santa?” Chastity raised her eyebrow. “ The Santa? The one with all the muscles?”

I guess? “Yes, his magic was stolen and I was just trying to help because...”

“Because Ash loves him so much.” She smiled.

“I mean, she loves him a moderate amount.”

“If you say so.”

“I do say so.”

“Well I don’t have to slap you then, I guess. Now back to destroying Ash’s wedding. We have to figure out a way to ruin it.”

“Agreed.” I was glad we were on the same page here. “And I have the perfect plan. I just need you to get her to Club Onyx on New Years Eve, and Ash’s awkwardness will handle the rest.”

“I need so many more details,” she said.

“We have a tradition at Club Onyx for New Years Eve. Two guys get on stage and ask for volunteers to get fucked by them. They get to choose from any girl who raises her hand. And once she gets up on stage... ”

“Do you have video of this? I feel like I would understand it more with a video.”

“Of course. Destiny, could you please?”

“I can do it,” said Nigel. He tried to step in front of me to get to my computer, but Destiny had already brought the New Years footage up onto my screen.

Nigel grumbled. “You know what I think we should be doing? Talking to Frankie.”

Chastity rolled her eyes.

“Everyone deserves a true love match...”

“Nigel, this is an emergency,” said Chastity. “We can’t let Ash marry Mr. Frost. Focus.”

“I am focused. I just think that if Frankie was here we could work on finding her a coitus suitor.”

“Gross, pure boy.”

“Pure boys aren’t gross. They’re pure.”

Chastity shook her head. “You’re not even pure. You fucked Marie Antoinette.”

“But I was a different boy then. I didn’t even go by Nigel.”

“So you’re a born again virgin?”

“No, I’m a pure boy.”

Chastity threw her hands up in the air.

“Can I please detonate the houseboy now?” asked Destiny.

Nigel’s eyes grew round.

“Stand down, Destiny,” I said. “Please you two, can we focus?”

“She started it,” said Nigel and pointed at Chastity.

“He started it,” said Chastity at the exact same time and pointed at him .

I shook my head and pressed the play button on the New Years Eve footage from last year.

Angel and Diablo were on a round platform in the center of Club Onyx. The silver and gold balloons above them spelled out 2023. And there were girls covered in glitter dancing in giant champagne flute cages.

Everyone clapped as Angel and Diablo helped a girl in a silver party dress up onto the platform.

“Who are you here with?” asked Angel.

“My boyfriend,” she said.

“Well it’s his lucky day. Since this tradition began, the chosen girl has always gotten married in the new year.”

She looked so excited. “Thank God. I keep hinting that I want a ring. Right, babe?”

The camera didn’t show his face.

“So what made you volunteer to fuck us?” asked Diablo.

“WHAT?! I was just waving at you guys. I thought we were friends.”

“We are,” said Angel. “Which is why we wanna help you get engaged next year.”

Diablo tore his tuxedo pants off. And he was wearing absolutely nothing underneath.

The girl looked so surprised by his huge cock.

“So what do you say?” asked Diablo.

The girl put her hand over her mouth. “I don’t know…”

“If you’re worried about it being too big, I can warm you up with this champagne bottle. Or we can get you a starter dick. ”

“What he means is that your boyfriend is welcome to come warm you up for us,” said Angel.

Diablo shook his head. “No way. It’s more fun to make him watch. Waiters!”

Four waiters came up on stage. They were fully nude except for party hats over their cocks and bowties around their necks.

“Just pull the party hat off the cock you want to warm you up.” Diablo gestured toward the waiters.

The girl walked up to the guy whose hat was already pulling away from his body. She pulled it off. The guy was huge. “Jesus. This is hardly a starter dick.” She pulled the other hats off to check them.

Diablo whistled. “Wow, you’re choosing them all?”

“No, I...”

“I don’t know if we have time before the clock strikes midnight for you to fuck us all. But I guess they can each have like 30 seconds.”

“And you’re sure this will get my boyfriend to propose?”

Diablo smirked. “Absolutely.”

“Okay…” She looked out into the audience. “Sorry, babe.” And then she dropped to her knees and started sucking one of the waiters.

“Okay,” I said and hit pause. “I think that gives you a pretty good idea of a classic Club Onyx New Years Eve...”

“No way,” said Chastity. “I wanna see the whole thing. There must be a big finish when the clock strikes midnight, right?”

I nodded. “Destiny, can you please fast forward to... ”

Nigel stepped in front of me and fast forwarded to the end. “I’ve got it. Here is the grand finale.” He stepped back to reveal the gangbang on the screen. “Wait.” He put it in slow motion as the clock was getting close to midnight. “It’s better to really let a countdown last.”

Chastity nodded.

That was a weird thing to agree on. Especially because it would make the conversation all stretched out and weird. “Stop it.” I grabbed the mouse and put it back at normal speed.

“Better get some champagne to drink at midnight,” said Angel. He handed the girl two champagne flutes.

“But there’s no champagne?” she said.

Diablo pushed her to her knees and started jerking off. As the clock ticked down to midnight, the guys took turns skeeting in the champagne flutes.

The clock struck midnight and the girl drank both glasses as everyone cheered and yelled: “Happy New Year!” Cum dribbled down her chin.

“You better go share your first kiss of the new year with your boyfriend so he doesn’t get jealous,” said Angel.

“Or you could stay on your knees and have your first kiss of the year with my hard cock,” said Diablo.

The girl looked into the crowd. “Well…I think my boyfriend left, so…” She wrapped her lips around Diablo’s cock and went all the way down.

I hit the pause button again.

Chastity fanned herself. “Wow, I can’t wait to go to Club Onyx for New Years Eve. ”

“With Ash,” I said. “And Cole and her next best match will be the two guys up there.” I hated saying it, but it had to be done. “And if you can get her to accidentally wave at them, she’ll feel so awkward that she’ll definitely fuck them. And hopefully one of them will be her lesser true love, so then I’ll be free. And then it’s game over for Mr. Frost.”

Chastity shrugged. “Well, Ash does love her dicks in twos… Let me text her.” She quickly texted Ash and got an immediate reply. “Gah. I hate non-single Ash. She said she has a cute snuggly celebration planned with her boo. Gross. They could at least be having a filthy sex celebration. But nooooo. They’re waiting until marriage.”

I was kind of hoping Ash was joking about that. I shook my head. What the fuck. She seriously wasn’t even trying to free me anymore?

“I know. Like I said, non-single Ash is the worst. She stops showing up for girls’ nights. And doesn’t even fuck guys with eight abs and eight inches, which is a clear violation of Single Girl Rule #8.”

“I have an idea,” said Nigel. “Maybe we should send Frankie to the New Years Eve celebration in place of Ash.”

“What is wrong with you?” said Chastity. “That literally helps no one.”

“It helps Frankie.”

“Just fuck her already!” she practically screamed.

Nigel looked taken aback. “But I’m a pure boy.”

“I’m not having this conversation again.” Chastity turned back to me. “Ash won’t do it. For whatever reason, she thinks once she has a boyfriend that she’s no longer single. It makes no sense.”

“Well, there must be a way to bring her freaky side out again,” I said.

Chastity nodded. “There is. But it’s going to be a while. Because our only hope is the bachelorette party.”

“What? We can’t wait that long.” Actually I had no idea how far away that was. I glanced down at the Save the Date Chastity had slapped on my desk. The end of March? That seemed rushed. But also really far away if I had to wait.

“I’m sorry,” said Chastity. “But it’s the only way. I hate Mr. Frost just as much as Ash does. But the slippy little thing entrapped me. She asked me to be her maid of honor.” Chastity sighed. “So now I have to abide by all the Single Girl Rules. I can’t blatantly ruin her engagement...”

“What? That’s the whole reason we’re brainstorming.”

“Shush. I know. You didn’t let me finish. I can’t blatantly ruin her engagement. But I can be the best maid of honor ever!”

“I’m so confused,” said Nigel.

“You’re always confused.”

I was confused too. “Chastity, what are the Single Girl Rules revolving around being a maid of honor?”

“Single Girl Rule #39: Being a maid of honor is the most sacred duty in a woman’s life. Single Girl Rule #40: At a bachelorette party, every girl is single again. Single Girl Rule #41: Any girl who doesn’t suck a cock at the bachelorette party is uninvited to the wedding. This includes the bride. No exceptions. ”

Huh.

“So I’m going to throw the most amazing bachelorette party that’s ever been thrown. Because if Ash happens to be a giant whore at her bachelorette party, thus setting you free and making her realize that she’s made a horrible mistake…that’s not my fault. If anything I just performed my duties as maid of honor perfectly.”

I nodded. “That’s a pretty good idea. But you’re sure it has to wait that long?” I didn’t want to go any more months without Ash.

“I’m afraid so. Her cooch is closed for business until the bachelorette party.” She clapped, showing me how closed she was talking. “Worst single girl ever.” She sighed. “But I’ve got this. I promise. I want this sham of an engagement to end just as badly as you. I’m #TeamTannash. Just give Destiny a list of any guys you want Ash to fuck, and she and I will set up the ultimate bachelorette party.”

“Done.”

“Wait,” said Nigel. “He could give me the list of guys, and I can help you plan it.”

Chastity shook her head. “I want Destiny’s help.”

“But...”

“A pure boy can’t plan a bachelorette party.”

Nigel looked devastated.

“Ah!” squealed Chastity. “This is gonna be so fun. I’m so excited to share tons of huge cocks with Ash. I love being a maid of honor.”