Book 1. Finding A Way.

The way we loved each other

-Unconscious tells us weird things doesn't it, laughed his man.

-Yeah...

Time passed without either of them wanting to get up, the night had been short...to short. Even Freddie didn't feel like doing anything today other than staying calm with his man. After very long minutes of waiting he sat up in bed and looked Winnie's body, this powerful still wet body that had made him lose his mind last night.

-Fuck...

-What is it honey?

-I gave you a hell of a scratch, murmured Freddie brushed it with his index finger. It'll leave a mark.

-Oh don't worry about that, replied Winnie with a hint of mockery. I'm a solid man and this is surely not the last!

-I got into this habit a long time ago and I cannot seem to get over it...

-Well I have to admit that you aren't easy to ride; you're truly one of a kind.

It was a nice compliment but the singer only responded with a slight smile, he had started to think about his future, he had become confused with his group, he had a solo project to realize that had still not started...and now this new love.

-Winnie...let's admit that I decided to leave London for good to settle down with you, these words made him feel strangely sick. Would you accept me?

His man straightened up and put an loving hand on his cheek

-Freddie I love you, he said tenderly. If that's really what you want, I can welcome you with the greatest joy. What prevents us from living together?

-Not what...who?

The German understand immediately and sighed.

-Your little skinny personal manager? Don't make me laugh!

-He watches me all the time you know, he doesn't accept that I'm getting involved into a lasting relationship...

Facing his boyfriend's unsure tone, Winnie gently lifted his chin and placed a tender kiss on his sweet lips.

-Do you really think I'll let a guy like him break our affair?

-You don't know him dear, replied the singer with a sigh. When he wants he can show himself very mean, especially when it's about me...

-Because I can't, asked his man ironically.

They laughed then they went to take a shower together. Freddie had really found happiness with Winnie and he hoped more than anything to spend his entire life with him.

In the morning.

He walked decisively to Winnie's house with the firm intention of finding Freddie; in his eyes it's been too long since he escaped and ignored him when at least he had succeeded in separating him from Queen. And now a puffy German was going to interfere in his business? Never! As soon as he arrived to the door he didn't bother knocking and rushed into the house.

-Freddie!

-Oh Paul darling, exclamed the singer. Where are you good manners, he added with a provocative hand movement.

-I'm looking for you all night, answered Prenter angrily. What the hell are you still doing here? Your solo album did you forget?

The rockstar stared at him then laughed, He didn't answered right away pretending to stretch and scratch the back of his neck.

-I haven't forgot but I don't want to.

-Excuse me, wondered Prenter. Can I know why ?

-Cause he and I had a pretty wild night, replied Winnie, entering into the manager's line of sight.

Paul bit his lips.

-Winnie...and what kind of wild night?

His interlocutor proudly showed him the mark he had on his left pectoris and Prenter quickly understand what he was talking about. He felt terribly jealous and helpless, he refused to let Freddie leave him again for a useless guy like he had done with John Deacon.

-My dear if you don't mind I leave you alone in discussion, he said caressing his man arm.

-Of course my beautiful stallion, answered Winnie kissing him passionately in front of Paul who was holding back his frustration.

The singer went for a walk without forgetting to kiss his personal manager on the cheek and then left the two rivals alone.

-Well chap, started Winnie by clapped his hands. What bring you in my home?

-You know perfectly well you bastar, snapped back Prenter. You stay away from Freddie...! He's mine and mine alone.

-Is that so? You're not his boyfriend as far as I know.

-I know him better than you will never know him, he continued on a mastered bitterness. You'll leave him alone or you might regret it severely.

Strongs words for a good threat but Winnie was not impressed; sentences like that he'd heard all his life and now it brushed against his skin like the wind on water. Taking his sharp smile he walked towards Paul and stop just in front of his head although he had to lower his own to look him in the face.

-And what will you do if I refuse? Hum? You're gonna call the cops or spank me?

The manager insulted him inwardly, cursing him for talking to him like a kid and taking him for a fucking jerk.

-You're jealous of me chap, there is no doubt. But that you are his personal manager means nothing to me, Winnie took a more serious air. I love Freddie and nothing you say will make me change my mind; either you accept it or we go to war. Well?

Paul was not stupid enough to openly challenge the German and especially not in front of Freddie, clenching his fists he just answered:

-Fine.

He received a violent pat on the shoulder as a "thank you". Admittedly there was now a strong adversary but the underestimated was badly knowing him; Paul knew how to be extremely patient and no matter how long it takes, all tricks were good to break this relationship.