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CHAPTER SEVEN (ELI'S POV)
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2025-03-15 00:32:52
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Bound by blood and lies   CHAPTER EIGHT (MATTEO'S POV)
The night's air was filled with the smell of rain and gunpowder. Outside, the wind howled, rattling the windows of the mansion.Something seemed different tonight. The air seemed charged, dark and twisted. It was coming from Luca. Ever since we got back from the warehouse, I noticed something different in the way he looked at Eli.I exhaled slowly, swirling the whiskey in my glass, watching as the amber liquid glowed under the dim light of the chandelier up above. The ice clinked softly against the glass, but it did nothing to cool the lessen curiosity burning beneath my skin.Luca had been gone for a while.Too long.I leaned back against the bar, rolling my shoulders back, forcing myself to remain still as all I wanted to do was run upstairs and see what was going on.A moment later, the door creaked up, breaking the silence. I didn't turnâ I didn't need to. I knew it was him due to the way the air shifted.He always carried a dangerous aura that filled rooms when he walked it.I to
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-03-15Bound by blood and lies   CHAPTER NINE (ELI'S POV)
The sound of the bathroom's door clicking shut behind me might as well have been the sound of a gun shooting me in my face because that was what I wanted at the moment. My breath was ragged, my skin burning with the imprint of his hands, his words and most importantlyâĶ his control.I staggered forward, body trembling, trying to breathe but I couldn't.The air felt too thick, suffocating, pressing against my ribs like someone stepping on me with their boot. I squeezed my eyes shut, swallowing down the bile creeping up my throat, but it did nothing to stop the voice in my head."CosÃŽ bello... cosÃŽ perfetto.â"Voglio sentire di piÃđ quei dolci suoni, mio piccolo soldato.ââGood, just like that.âI gritted my teeth, clenching my hands into fists that were so tight my nails dug into my palm and drew blood. I welcomed the pain, it was the only thing grounding me.I had promised myself I wouldnât let their influence get a hold on me and yetâI caught sight of my reflection on the mirror by t
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-03-15Bound by blood and lies   CHAPTER TEN (ELI'S POV)
The tension in the dining room was suffocating.The sound of cutlery scraping against ceramic plates felt too loud, the quiet conversation between the other men at the table sounded distant to my eyes.My focus was solely locked onto the food on my table, trying to eat by cutting my food into small, manageable pieces and chewing at a steady pace then forcing it down my throat.I had to act normal.I needed to act normal.Skipping breakfast wasnât an option. That would have raised suspicion. But sitting here, across from them, pretending like everything was fine, like my skin didnât crawl under their gazes, was almost unbearable.I felt both of them watching me.Not just watching, they were studying me.I kept my head down, forcing myself to breathe evenly. If I gave even the slightest indication that something was wrong, Luca would see it. Matteo would see it. And if they didâĶI clenched my jaw. I couldnât let that happen."Did you sleep well, Eli?"Matteoâs voice was casual, almost l
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-03-15Bound by blood and lies   CHAPTER ELEVEN (LUCA'S POV)
Eli was a terrible liar.I watched him over the rim of my coffee cup, studying every subtle shift in his postureâthe way his shoulders tensed just a little too much, the way his fingers twitched around his fork, the way his breathing was slightly uneven.My amusement was growing with every nervous movement. He was trying too hard to be normal.Poor thing.Matteoâs teasing had already done a fine job of flustering him this morning, letting him think he got away with it. Letting him believe that he was safe.Then, the moment he let his guard down, I reminded him exactly whose world he was playing in. I asked if he had left his room last night, something changed.Eli went rigid.No. I was in my room all night.A blatant lie. And yet, he had the nerve to look me in the eye after saying it.Plus, he knew I knew.I let the silence stretch, let him fidget under my gaze. Then I simply hummed and took another sip of my coffee.He swallowed hard.That was all the confirmation I needed.See, El
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The moment breakfast ended, I rushed back to my room, locking the door behind me with shaky fingers.Shit. Shit. Shit. Fuck!My heart was pounding so hard that I could hear it in my ears as I dragged a hand down my face.Luca knew.He fucking knew.Maybe not everything. Maybe not the full extent of what I was up to. But he suspected something. I could feel it in the way his gaze lingered during breakfast, in that damn hum of his after I lied. It had been a simple questionâDid you leave your room last night?âbut the way he asked it, the weight behind itâĶThat wasnât just curiosity.That was confirmation.I had fucked up.Badly.I started pacing, my fingers twitching with the need to do something. But what? What the hell could I do? Luca was calculated. If he knew, he'd either kill me now or string me along, letting me dig my own grave while he watched with amusement.And Matteo?Matteo was worse.I thought about the way he teased me over breakfast, his voice laced with that dangerous,
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-03-16Bound by blood and lies   CHAPTER THIRTEEN (MATTEO'S POV)
There was something off about Eli Parker.I wasnât sure what it was at first. Maybe it was how he carried himselfâtoo restrained, too controlled, like a man constantly measuring his every move. Or maybe it was the way he reacted at breakfast, that heavy tension in his shoulders when Luca questioned him.I lived for the little thingsâthe flinches, the ticks, the way a personâs body betrayed them when their mouth told a different story. I always notice them.And Eli?He was making the alarm in my head to go off.Luca suspected something, too. I could tell by the way he watched Eli during breakfast, like a predator toying with its prey. But unlike Luca, I didnât just suspectâI wanted to know.No, I needed to know.So, I set out to unravel him.And what better way to test a man than through violence?*****The indoor, underground gym was quite safe from the distant hum of machines and the thumping of fists as they collided with punching bags.Eli was already inside when I arrived, he was
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-03-17Bound by blood and lies   CHAPTER FOURTEEN (ELI'S POV)
It had been days since that fight with Matteo. Since that tense breakfast with Luca.And I hadn't seen either of them since.At first, I told myself it was a good thing. The longer I stayed off their radar, the better. But the silence, the absence of their intense stares, their teasing and taunting, started to unnerve me more than I'd like to admit.Men like them didnât just ignore someone. They were planning something. I just didnât know what.Yet.So, I kept myself busy. I made sure to do it cautiously, of course.Luca Rossiâs mansion was a fortressâmassive, elegant, and crawling with security at every turn. Over the past few days, I made it my mission to learn everything I could about this place.Exit points? Five. Three on the ground floor, one leading to an underground garage, and a service entrance near the kitchens.Patrol guards? Tight. But not impossible to get through. Their shifts rotated every six hours, and there was a small window during the switch where there were less
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2025-03-17Bound by blood and lies   CHAPTER FIFTEEN (ELI'S POV)
TRIGGER WARNING: BLOOD, KNIFE AND TORTURE. My heart raced as Luca opened the file. I braced myself, every muscle in my body stiffened. This is it. They knew. They had to know. My cover has been exposed. But as my eyes scanned the pages, the tension in my body changed to confusion. There was nothing like Elias Carter in the file. No classified FBI report, no record of my past, my mission. Nothing about me. Instead, I saw a different name and face. Marcus Delano. He was a well known arms dealer, trafficker and a lot of other shady things. His name was well known across security agencies, he was on the list of people that the FBI needed to take care of. I exhaled slowly, relief coursing through me. They didn't know who I was. But that relief was short lived because as it was more of the document, I realized something else. This wasn't just a random file, it was a test. I had two choices. Play dumb or prove myself. I gritted my teeth. Alright, Luca. You want to
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Bound by blood and lies   CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT (ELI'S POV)
We arrived at a mansion. The mansion stood before us, a grand epitome of dark luxury. It has tall towering gates that gleamed under the streetlights. The room bars had a series of intricate designs and at the top it had razor sharp spikes that could impale a person. It was a silent warning to anyone who didn't belong here. It has an equally tall fence that surrounded the property and stretched far beyond the eye could see. The entire place was reinforced and impenetrable. There were guards at every turn, they all stood like statuesâ silent, armed and watching. The driveway leading to the mansion was paved with black marble that was polished to the extent that it reflected the night sky. Whoever lived here was no small manâ or woman. Luca drove past a row of luxurious carsâ Rolls Royces, Lamborghini, Aston Martins, limousinesâ all screaming with wealth, power and danger. I swallowed hard.
Bound by blood and lies   CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN (ELI'S POV)
Warmth. That was the first thing I felt. Not the sharp, searing kind but the deep, bone-melting, comforting kindâthe kind that made my limbs feel like they weighed nothing, the kind that made my body float somewhere between exhaustion and bliss. I sighed softly, my eyes still closed, feeling the weight of them against me. Matteo was behind me, his arm draped over my waist, his chest a solid, warm body pressed against my back. Luca was in front of me, his hand resting lazily over my thigh, his fingers tracing faint, soothing patterns against my skin. Safe. I felt safe. It was ironic, really. These two menâdangerous, ruthless, untouchableâwere the only ones who had ever made me feel this way. A gentle touch brushed against my hair. âYou awake, pretty boy?â Matteoâs voice. Softer than usual.
Bound by blood and lies   CHAPTER THIRTY SIX (LUCA'S POV)
Power was a delicate thing. Most men thought it came from brute strength, from fear, from making others submit through sheer force. But true power wasnât about that. It was about controlâcontrol of oneself, control of others, control of the game. And I had always been a master of the game. I had always believed that breaking someone was an art. There were two types of men in this worldâthose who broke under force and those who craved to be broken. Eli was the latter. I saw it in the way his body tensed before relaxing into my touch. In the way his breath hitched, his skin flushed with something dangerously close to shame. He was still fighting it, still pretending that he had a choice. But submission wasnât about choice. It was about acceptance. And I was going to make him accep
Bound by blood and lies   CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE (ELI'S POV)
The weight of the pen felt heavier than it should have. I had signed my name, bound myself to them in a way I couldnât quite understand yet, and nowâthere was no turning back. My signature sat boldly written on the page, ink thick as Luca took the contract back, sliding it into his desk like it was a done deal. Like I was a done deal. A thrill of something dark slithered down my spine. Ownership. I belonged to them. That should have scared me. Maybe it did. But beneath the flicker of unease, there was something elseâsomething I hated to admit. I wanted it. I wanted to see what it meant to be theirs. Lucaâs voice pulled me from my spiraling thoughts. âStand up.â I obeyed, legs slightly unsteady as I pus
Bound by blood and lies   CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR (ELI'S POV)
The sun filtering in through the kitchen window warmed my skin. I could feel that I was different. Last night had changed a lot of things about me. I had never in my entire life imagined that I would have an intimate relationship with not just one man but two men. But now that I had experienced this, I had no regrets. My cock felt every tender every time I moved, a reminder of what we had done last night. A reminder of us. The heat. The pleasure. Everything. It was both intoxicating and terrifying. But ever since we left the bedroom and came downstairs, Matteo and Luca acted as if nothing had changed. They were back to their usual selvesâLuca calm, calculating, and unreadable, while Matteo was wild with his playful arrogance barely contained. They bickered over eggs, talked business, but neither of them looked at me the way I wanted them to.
Bound by blood and lies   CHAPTER THIRTY THREE (LUCA'S POV)
The air was still heavy with the remnants of our passionâ sweat-slicked skin, the musky scent of sex and cum clinging to the sheets, and the slow, relaxed breaths of three thoroughly satisfied bodies. Eli lay tired between us, his chest rising and falling in slow, uneven breaths. Matteo had one arm draped over his waist, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on Eliâs damp skin. I leaned back against the headboard, watching them both, my own body still vibrating from the intensity of what we had just shared. What we had done. For a while, none of us spoke. The room was quiet, save for the occasional rustling of the sheets and the distant sound of the occasional guard barking orders outside. I let the silence settle, giving us all time to bask in the aftermath of everything. Then, finally, I moved. âCome here,â I murmured, reaching for Eli first. He barely reacted at first, too spent to move, so I slid my arms beneath him and pulled him onto my lap. He let out a small, sleepy no
Bound by blood and lies   CHAPTER THIRTY TWO (LUCA'S POV)
Grabbing my cock, I slowly pushed it in, enjoying the way Matteo's body clenched around me, resisting the intrusion at first, trying to push me out before accepting me, just like he always did. A low groan escaped me as the tight heat wrapped around me inch by inch, the sensation so intense it nearly made me lose control and cum right there. Matteo let out a strangled moan, his grip on Eliâs throat tightening for a moment before he caught himself, loosening just enough for the other man to suck in a desperate breath. But that relief was short-lived as Matteo resumed his brutal pace, fucking Eliâs throat like he owned it again. "Fuck," I hissed, grabbing his hips as I went all the way in. "I missed this." Matteo arched his back, pressing against me, his body trembling as he adjusted to my size. He was always greedy, always desperate for more, but I knew he loved the slow burn just as much as the roughness that would inevitably come. I rolled my hips, dragging my cock almost all
Bound by blood and lies   CHAPTER THIRTY ONE (LUCA'S POV)
He was driving me insane. As much as I hated to admit it, thatâs exactly what he was doing. Ever since he walked into our lives, I hadnât been able to stop thinking about him. I usually liked my men soft and submissive. Except for Matteo, of courseâhe was a wild animal. But Eli had been putting up a hard façade from the start, one I was now determined to break. I was going to ruin him. Seeing him kneeling before me, looking up with my cock in his mouth, was both heaven and hell. I wanted to fuck him, to claim him, but I knew I had to take my time. This was probably his first time, and he needed to be prepped before he could handle both Matteo and me. Even now, as I looked at his tear streaked, flushed face, I felt a deep sense of sick satisfaction in me. I loved his tear
Bound by blood and lies   CHAPTER THIRTY (ELI'S POV)
We got to the wing of the house where their bedrooms were. The wing that I had been unable to enter. Luca scanned his thumb and the door slid open and we walked into the room. Wait. A room? As I looked between them I realized that they slept together. It should have been weird but instead, I found myself being jealous at the fact that they got to sleep together whilst I slept alone in my room. I had expected a room that just screamed luxury but what I was was a whole new level, it reminded me of the room in the basement. The bedroom was very big yet it still felt intimate. The walls were lined with deep, smoky gray panels, giving the space a sultry, seductive feel. A massive four-poster bed dominated the center of the room, draped in the finest black silk sheets that shimmered under the dim glow of the recessed lighting. Heavy, black curtains
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