GIOVANNII rolled onto my stomach, pressing my face into the pillow, and Adrian's intoxicating scent flooded my senses. The primal aroma stirred something deep within me, leaving me breathless and yearning."Fuck." I groaned into the pillow, Adrian's sweet floral scent was too strong to be ignored.My cock throbbed, pressing hard against the bed. I moved my hand to cup my erection, and I let out a shaky breath."Fuck that bastard for doing this to me." I hissed, rolling back on my back, staring up at the ceiling.Memory of last night flooded my mind, making my cock grew thicker in my sweatpants. Making me let out a curse word.When I brought Adrian here last night, all I wanted was to fuck him out of my system. I had never really expected myself to wake up this morning to the thought of him in my mind.Worse, the mere thought of him, and how his greedy ass had taken me deep last night made me hard. I was so fucking horny right now that I didn't even know when I took my cock in my hand
ADRIANCarlos entered into the room, and I immediately ended the call before he could catch up on what was happening.I still haven't told him anything about my encounter with Giovanni yet, and I didn't even know how to tell him. Carlos would be so furious if I told him I had a hot night with a man like Giovanni Marino.He would call me an hypocrite for trying to get him out of trouble when I was shoving myself into a danger zone."Hey, good morning." I grinned at him, putting my phone away.Carlos rolled his eyes, walking over to the dresser as he stood in front of the full length mirror. "Don't talk to me." He grumbled, fumbling with his hair as he dried it with a towel.I sat up on the bed, my hands joined together. "Why not?"He craned his neck to stare at me, his eyes focused on my neck and I immediately pulled the collar of the shirt to cover my neck."Because you are a very bad liar, Adrian. I don't talk to liars." Carlos scoffed angrily, returning his gaze back to the mirror
GIOVANNIMarcelo wasn't picking my calls, same thing with Dad. I went to dad's penthouse earlier, but he wasn't at home. Same with his minions.I was worried sick about my brother. He was the one in charge of the warehouse that the feds raided, and the fact that Dad had already known about it didn't make me feel any better.If anything should happen to my brother, I would forget about doing things on the low end go straight to Price Russell and put five bullets in his damn skull.Why the fuck did he have to poke his nose in our business? We paid the higher ups, even the people that put uniform on him seek us whenever they needed to do something dirty but we're too afraid to get their hands dirty.We did their dirty jobs for them in exchange for our business to remained as legal as the feds would want it to be. So why can't Price Russell fucking drop out case and find something else to do?I was fucking furious right now, close to fuming in rage. My hands tightened on the steering whee
ADRIAN "You seriously think I will believe that?" Giovanni barked angrily, pressing the gun against my temple as he pushed me into the room, locking the door behind us. The cold metal against my temple made my breath hitched, my heart thumping crazily in my chest. For a moment, I couldn't even remember what Giovanni was asking me, until he pushed me forward to sit on a long table that looked like a medical lab table. I gasped when my butt landed on the cold metal table. I was now sitting naked on the table. Giovanni had made me left my clothes inside the car after he tore it off my body with a knife. There was no one to blame for my situation. I fucking brought this upon myself. "Answer me, Adrian." Giovanni demanded, pushing himself to stand between my legs, his erection against my stomach made my sanity slipped out of the window. "Wh—what?" I panted, forcing my gaze to stare at his chest. I didn't want to look into his eyes, fear I would end up falling for his hands
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
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
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
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
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
ADRIAN "You seriously think I will believe that?" Giovanni barked angrily, pressing the gun against my temple as he pushed me into the room, locking the door behind us. The cold metal against my temple made my breath hitched, my heart thumping crazily in my chest. For a moment, I couldn't even remember what Giovanni was asking me, until he pushed me forward to sit on a long table that looked like a medical lab table. I gasped when my butt landed on the cold metal table. I was now sitting naked on the table. Giovanni had made me left my clothes inside the car after he tore it off my body with a knife. There was no one to blame for my situation. I fucking brought this upon myself. "Answer me, Adrian." Giovanni demanded, pushing himself to stand between my legs, his erection against my stomach made my sanity slipped out of the window. "Wh—what?" I panted, forcing my gaze to stare at his chest. I didn't want to look into his eyes, fear I would end up falling for his hands