This is story of temptation.
Temptation, A thing or course of action that attracts or tempts someone. This one words stems into a moral of lies, deceit and sometimes even murder. Some say only bad things can come from this but will this be Kurt Hummel's fate or will he pass a line no has dared to even cross and win. One can only hope. This is their story...
Kurt Hummel, CEO of Vogue, thought he had it all in the sense of the word; he had a loving family, fantastic job, and a boyfriend who he cares about very much. But is that enough? Is this what life's cracked up to be? If so, then why did he feel like he was missing something from his life; where were the spice, passion and excitement he now craved and needed.
Lying in bed in his penthouse, these thoughts raced through his head. Knowing he had to get up the older man sighed and sat up to get prepared for the day. Throwing his over the side of the bed, Kurt got up, Rifled through his closed of designer clothes that ranged from Marc Jacobs to Alexander McQueen, then quietly made his way to the bathroom to shower.
Showering quickly, he washed himself thoroughly then shampooed and conditioned his hair. Afterwards he got out, toweled off and made his way to get dressed. In hurry, he grabbed a bagel from his boyfriend, jace, who kissed him goodbye and was out the door to work.
Walking into vogue offices is like walking into a sale at Macy's, it something he's always wanted and loved to do. Since his last intern was fired for not knowing how to do his job, it was on the hunt for a new intern. So today he would be interviewing some potential candidates for the job and it was sure to be exhausting.
Sipping his coffee quietly, he called them in one by one and he has to say their all good candidates, so he's very pleased. He gave the standard line "I have to go through all applications but we'll be in touch if we need you". After sifting and listening to the applicants there was one more left?
Looking up, all thoughts left his mind as he stared at the beautiful boy before him. Walking with a sway in his hips, wearing the tightest yellow skinny jeans with a white polo which showed his physique he sat in the chair. He was tanned with curly hair, big hazel eyes and bright smile that could kill...literally.
As he snapped out of his daze he realized the man was speaking to him
"Hi, I'm Blaine," said the curly haired boy.
"Kurt" he said, "It's nice to meet you"
"Oh, but the pleasure all mine," Blaine said with a smirk on his face.
And from that moment Blaine first spoke, Kurt knew he was in trouble...