ADRIANIn what felt like an instant, my shift at the Queen's was over, and I breathed out a sigh of relief.After saying my good-byes to my colleagues, I walked over to the locker room to fetch my bag. The first thing I did was pick my phone, my hand hovering over Giovanni's contact and I wondered if I should call him or not."Call me when you get off work I'll come by to pick you." I mimicked the way he had said it earlier, rolling my eyes as I shoved my phone into my pocket without calling him."I Love Him, huh?" I scoffed, heat spread across my face as I tried so hard to hide my grin. It was stupid that he had to save his contract that way, but I didn't know why I was blushing.Something must be wrong with my head.Exiting Queen's, I was greeted by the evening's gentle caress against my skin, and I breathed deeply, feeling alive again after hours of recycled air."It's donut O'clock!" I exclaimed as I took out my phone and quickly placed my order.Every evening after my shift at Qu
GIOVANNI"Tony Drill." I read out the name on the document my father had given to me for the fifth time, anger settled in the pit of my stomach as I bit down on my knuckles.When my father had given the document to me, I didn't expect for the task to be this difficult because how could he? How could my father send me to kill Tony? "That old fucker!" I cursed under my breath, staring at the peaceful face of Tony in the document.Tony was my father once upon a time boyfriend, yes, boyfriend. None of us —me and my two brothers— know about that side of father until mom died. Turned out Dad was gay all along and only used mom to birth his children.As the eldest among my siblings, I happened to know first that Dad was into men. I was only twelve years old when Dad brought Tony home as his boyfriend. It hadn't even been a month since Mom died that Dad brought Tony home.I really didn't care about what Dad do during his free time because I was never a fan of him. Both him and Mom.I didn't
ADRIAN "He picked Dare!" Someone yelled from across the room, even before I could get to announce what was inside the paper I had picked. I sighed, glancing at Carlos next to me, slowly raised my brow as if to ask, should we bail out on the dare? Carlos shook his head, grinning hard at me. Ever since that one time in high school someone dared me to post on the school page that I was in a relationship with our statistics teacher —which I wasn't— I had been avoiding anything truth and dare. I knew I should stop them and walk out of this room, even before they get to dare me, but I couldn't. Carlos seemed to be having fun here, and I would be an asshole to ruin it for him. "Are ya ready for the dare, baby?!" The over hyperactive voice of a girl I had just got to know to be Lisa, yelled out and I simply rolled my eyes. "Do your worst," I said to her, making the room erupted in a fit of giggles. I looked around the room, searching for who was in charge of my fate here, relief washed
GIOVANNI After waiting for another thirty minutes in my car, waiting for Adrian's call and I didn't get any, I decided to go look for him at that lousy bar he worked at."That little fucker!" I cursed angrily, gripping the wheel a little too tight.I had no idea why I was so mad that Adrian didn't call me as I had ordered him to. My brows dipped. Was I truly fixated on the fed's son already? Had he grabbed so much of my attention before I knew it?"That's a lame joke." I scoffed, chuckling angrily as I took the route that led to the bar. "That little shit is not my type."I kept repeating the words in my head, as if it would become real if I keep saying it. Honestly, Adrian wasn't my type. I loved my men rough, tall and build. Nothing about Adrian fascinated me... Or maybe it did."Fuck!" I groaned out, slamming my hands on the steering wheel. I shouldn't be like this, not when I just killed a man that was literally like a father to me, for seven fucking years.My eyes landed on Tony
ADRIANI filled a glass with water and walked out of my kitchen, and into the living room. Carlos was sitting on the floor, he was patting the little cat we rescued on our way back on its head when I walked over to them."Here," I said, handing the cup over to him. Carlos took the glass, tilted his head and pressed the glass between his lips. He took a light sip before setting the cup down. Carlos kept playing with the cat, not uttering a word.Taking my seat beside him on the floor, I took his hand, the one that wasn't on the cat, and asked. "Are you okay, Carl?"Carlos shuddered, he stayed like that for a few seconds before shrugging off his shoulders. "I'm fine. Why do you think I'm not?"There we go again. Something told me he wasn't okay, but I didn't want to push. He would tell me whatever was going on with him at his own pace."Nah. You just look..." I waved a hand in the general direction of his face. "You look a little down.""Well, it might be because I feel bad for the poo
GIOVANNI "I'm disturbing his beauty sleep?" I repeated the words over and over again like a mantra, glaring hard at his name on my call history. "I'm disturbing his beauty sleep, or beauty fuck?" I chuckled angrily, tightening my grip on my phone and I knew if I didn't relax my grip, the phone will break. But I didn't give a fuck about my phone right now. I was too mad to care. Anger ignited fury inside of me and I could feel my body heated up at how angry I was right now. How dare him? How dare that little shit to ignore me because he was fucking some boy? "Fucking dammit!" I grunted, my shoulders trembling as I put the car to motion and drove out of his street. Adrian was fucking some boy in that stupid tiny apartment of his, and he didn't give a shit that I drove all the way down there to see him? He fucking shut me out because he was getting a quick fuck from some boy he had picked from the street? "Hah!" I let out a humourless laugh as I speed down the street, ignor
ADRIAN Waking up to an empty space beside me on the bed each morning, after Carlos had come over to my place, was no longer a new thing. But I didn't know why I was feeling a pang of sadness within me this morning when I woke up to find Carlos gone.Last night, before we went to bed Carlos had told me he was sick and tired of his father and that he would love to move in with me, just for a short term. Even though he wouldn't tell me why he wanted to move out of his father's house all of a sudden when he had refused to leave all this while made me wonder just how bad things were for him at home.I was indebted to Carlos, for everything he had done for me when I had newly sent out from home. So, I had decided to help him in every way I could, and if moving in with me was only way I could help, then I had no reason why to deny him that grace.I could do with a roommate, and what made it even sound more appealing was my roommate would be none other than my best friend."I hope he's okay
GIOVANNI All I had to do today was boring clerical shit. Sitting behind an office desk, staring at the monitor and going through report and documents and accounts and... Shit!I hated work that didn't require violence. That was why I always pushed office work to one side until I couldn't ignore them no more.Before, I would have taken my time, using half of the day glaring at the system before I get to actual work, but today was different.As soon as I clocked in after dropping Adrian off at the smoothie shop, all I wanted to do was to get today's work over with. I didn't waste any second before I got to work and worked on the files like a fucking pro.My hand unconsciously flew to my lips and I bit down on my lower lip, grinning as I shook my head. I didn't believe I actually kissed Adrian, right in the open in front of his work place."Okay, I have gut." I chuckled, dragging my bottom lip into my mouth and sucked on it.The way Adrian rushed into the shop and he forced himself out
ADRIANAfter what happened last night during dinner, I can finally say Carlos was into me. Or maybe he just wanted to get off last night and didn't know just how to go about it.When I walked out of the bathroom, he was standing there in nothing but panties. His erection was trying to force its way out of the panties. The sight did turned me on which made me feel uncomfortable.As if seeing my best friend in just panties wasn't enough torture, he also had to rock a boner?I might not know what Carlos was trying to archive by seducing me, but one thing I was sure of was that he was mad at me when I told him to go put on clothes.He disappeared into the bathroom and didn't come out until I had retired to bed."Fuck." I groaned out, blinking my eyes several times to check the time.Realizing it was about time I go get ready for my shift at Berry Hour, I grumbled and stepped down from the bed. I hissed when my feet landed on the cold floor.Carlos wasn't beside me in the bed when I woke u
GIOVANNIAs the call abruptly cut off, a gut feeling hinted that Adrian had silenced something or someone on his end, a sound he probably didn't want me to hear. I wanted to dial him again, but decided to let it be for now.Right now, I had to deal with my nutjob brother and I would be fucked if I didn't address what he saw at my place before the daybreak.Marcelo might have been my brother, and he might have loved me so much but even his loyalty to me has its limits. If he noticed anything that could be of help to the family, he would go for it without a second thought.If he thought, which it was true, that Adrian's life might bought our brother's freedom, he wouldn't be able to keep it in to himself, he would tell father. And if father should know about Adrian's existence in my life, I would be forced to kill him."That's never going to happen." I cursed under my breath, tightening my grip around the steering wheel.I slipped my phone into my pocket and shifted my gaze out of the c
ADRIAN"Carlos!" I gasped, eyes widening in shock. "What happened? Why are you crying?"I rushed over to where he was standing by the window, grabbed his shoulder and turned him around to face me. His eyes were swollen with tears."Did you hurt yourself? Why are you crying?" I asked, frowning when he wouldn't stop crying.I grabbed his face in both hands, turning his face sideways to see if he hurt himself. But to my surprise, there were no traces of injury or bruises on his face."Is it your Dad?" I asked, confusion plastered on my face.Carlos shook his head, his shoulders trembling as he tried to stop his tears."I..." He sniffed, pushing his body against mine and hugging me tightly. "I thought you left me. I thought you're not coming back.""What?" I chuckled, rubbing circle on his lower back. "Why wouldn't I come back? This is my home.""I know." He grumbled, rubbing his face against my chest, refusing to let me go. As if I would make a run for the door if he did let go of my bod
ADRIANI would be lying if I said I wasn't terrified in this moment. My whole body was vibrating with sheer horror as I hugged Giovanni tightly, refusing to let go.The last five minutes were a surreal blur. I never could have imagined I would someday be crossing paths with Marcelo Marino, let alone finding myself at the mercy of his blade, pressed menacingly against my neck.The adrenaline rush had refused to wash off, even though it was just me and Giovanni here now. A little voice whispered in my ear and said Marcelo Marino might still be in the room with us, and he would hurt me if I dare move away from Giovanni. So, I held tightly onto him.It was funny how I could be hiding myself away in the broad chest of Giovanni Marino right now when he had said it for more than five times today that he would kill me."Any chances you're going to let go of my waist so I could look at you?" Giovanni whispered into my ear and I flinched back, instantly letting go of him.Giovanni stared at me,
GIOVANNIAdrian excused himself to use the bathroom and I used the opportunity to put everything back in order before he returned.I knew that little shit would pressure me to take him home the moment he got back, and I still have to wipe the kitchen clean before I would go anywhere.I hated mess, and the state of my kitchen right now was anything but neat. I didn't mind leaving the kitchen dirty if Adrian asked me to fuck me, but aside from sex, nothing would make me leave this place before putting everything away.After I was done here, I decided to pour myself another glass of vodka so I could get myself busy. My dick was telling me to go meet Adrian in the bathroom, maybe he might let me go inside him again.But then, the elevator dinged and I felt blood rushing through my ears as I rushed out of the kitchen.That was definitely my brother, Marcelo. I had to stop him and send him out of here before he could stepped out of the elevator. But I was too late."Hey, brother." The idiot
ADRIANAll I wanted was for that bastard to drive me to Noah's, since going home to Carlos in just over sized shirt and body full of hickeys was out of question.But I had to shut up and abort the idea since Giovanni seemed to take it the wrong way. I meant, it wasn't as if Noah hadn't seen me naked before.Sometimes we even bathed together at Great Fisher after our shift and Noah had never for once made any advance towards me, or even checked me out in the bathroom. That dude was as straight as a dictionary definition of "vanilla".So, why Giovanni would be getting all mad and worked up at me going to Noah's for clothes was what I didn't really understand. It wasn't as if I was going to fuck the dude or something.And what if I did fuck him? Why should that be his problem? It wasn't as if we were dating or anything.“Was the steak cooked okay?” Giovanni asked with a smile, watching me eat from across the table.“Perfect.” I grumbled, shoving steak in my mouth and munched angrily on i
GIOVANNIMy brother, Nikola, sometimes call me a cocky bastard, and I meant, just anyone would be as cocky as I am if they were in my position.A wide grin took over my face as I carried Adrian to the car, he wrapped his arms around my neck and hid his face in my chest as he tried to hide his tired face from me.This was my doing.I was the one who made him this way, and it somehow boosted my already full to the brim ego.I loved the tired look in his eyes when he looked at me earlier, the way his eyes teared up as he begged me to stop, but the way his ass kept milking my cock made me feel like a fucking superman.Well, hello Satan, this is Giovanni Marino and I am reporting live from my domain. This boy right here in my arms loves my cock so much, so please don't take me now."Aren't we there yet? It's freaking cold." Adrian grumbled into my chest and I stared down at him, flashing him a wicked grin."Don't be too scared of catching cold, I mean, I'm here to warm you up." I beamed be
ADRIANThrobbing. Fucking throbbing. That was all I could feel at first. My whole body was throbbing and the pain all settled in my head, making it seem heavier than it normally was.And then, I felt a weight on my chest, the feeling of Giovanni's heavy head, and his big arm on top of me. I forced my eyes open. Click.The sounds of lighter clicking reached my ears, and the horrible smell of cigarettes reached my nose at the same time. I groaned, rolling over until I stopped hearing the sound.I felt Giovanni moved his head away, and I could also hear metal chair scraping against the concrete floor.With the heavy weight on my chest gone, I could finally breath again. I looked around the room, realising we were still at the warehouse.My mind was a jumble of mess until I remembered what Giovanni had done. Everything he had done to my body.The throbbing in my body intensified as I pictured every moment from earlier. I didn't even know how long earlier was, because it felt like it ha
GIOVANNI After fucking Adrian's mouth to the point his voice had gone hoarse. I cum into his mouth and felt him swallowed every last drop of my cum before pulling out of his mouth. "Fuck." Adrian cursed, panting breathlessly as he tried wiping his mouth but since his wrists had be bound together, he had to use his tongue. I yanked him off the table and flung him over my shoulder, carrying him to the only room in this warehouse. Adrian grunted when I shoved him onto the queen sized bed. He bounced back a little and tried moving back but he was too tired to do so. I smirked down at him, knowing by the time I was done with him, he would not be able to walk out of this place on his own feet. Staring down at him, his sexy body did something dangerous to me and I cursed under my breath. Adrian was still in my shirt and I loved the way he look in nothing but my shirt that was overly too big for him. Cute. No. That was fucking sexy. I picked a knife on the table, walking ove