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052. What's your fantasy.
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GIOVANNI Adrian looked so fucking good when he was wrapped tightly in pleasure. He looked more sexier with the cuff on and blindfold that I wished we could be like this forever. He shoved his cock further down my throat, and I relaxed, accepting it all.Taking every fucking thing he gave to me in this moment. He could piss down my throat and I would beg him for more.I looked up, locking my eyes in his beauty and intense hold that felt ironclad when I looked at the beautiful marks I had gave him. Not even Satan himself could break the admiration I had for him. The world fell away, and it was just us, how it was meant to be.“Giovanni, I hate that you're making me feel better than anyone has ever done,” Adrian cried out, and I was so sure he couldn't hear his own voice.If he did, he wouldn't have keep talking to me in this voice because it was the most sexy sound I had ever heard.Adrian moved his bounded hands to grab my hair, fingers playing with my hair and I felt fulfilled with t
Last Updated : 2024-11-30Resisting the Mafia Boss (MxM) 054. I'm at your service, baby.
ADRIAN After going at it all night long, I was so tired that I didn't even know what happened next after I cum for the fifth time. I couldn't even remember falling asleep or being held by Giovanni as I slept. My lips curved into a smile when I felt Giovanni pressed against my back with his arm on my waist. I pressed gently against him with his hot breath fanning my back. I loved this moment and I wished it doesn't end. "Shit!" I groaned out, tried turning around to see his face, but it felt like my whole body was at war as I tried to do so. My chest hurt for being marked all over with his decorations of teeth bites scattered all over my chest like blooming flowers. I chuckled softly, remembering what we had done to get me those flowers. Sex with Giovanni was good, just that it hurt a little. I must have been a sucker for pain because I so much loved how my body was hurting right now. I groaned out when I tried wriggling myself free and my ass gently brushed against his er
Last Updated : 2024-12-03Resisting the Mafia Boss (MxM) 055. He would never love me.
ADRIAN "Breakfast is waiting; come down when you're finished," Giovanni said, his voice fading as the bedroom door opened and closed. I sighed, letting the shower's warm water poured down on me as I rinsed my hair, my mind still reeling from the fact that I had woken up in Giovanni's extravagant penthouse. Never in a million years would I have thought I would someday be waking up to Giovanni's large arm wrapping around my waist with his hot breath fanning against my neck. Neither would I have thought he would buy clothes for me, and also will be making my breakfast. Everything has happened so fast and I didn't seem to know how to undo everything that had happened. I couldn't even stop my heart from beating so fast at the mention of his name. Could it be I was beginning to develop feelings for him? That this was what love is? "It can't be." I scoffed, shaking my head. I can't possibly be harbouring a romantic feeling for him. "I can't afford to have feelings for Giovanni.
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ADRIAN "Adrian..." Carlos was trying to start a conversation but I wasn't at all interested in what he had to say to me right now. I was more interested to know what the fuck my twin brother was doing here when I had clearly told him the last time he was here to never show his face to me again. I walked over to them, pushed past Carlos and grabbed my brother's arm. "Come with me." I grumbled, dragging him with me as I walked away from Carlos. Didn't want him to witness how I go crazy on my brother. "You don't have to drag me, I can walk on my own." Aston hissed, snatching his arm from my grip. I didn't stop walking until we got to the far end of the lounge, away from the rest of the people in the shop. I whipped my head in the direction of my brother, staring at him with my arms crossed over my chest. "Tell me, Aston, what the fuck are you doing here?" I barked out angrily, almost hearing my voice echoing through the room. Aston sighed, he probably didn't think things
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GIOVANNI The hardest thing I had ever done in my life was watching Adrian walk away. I tracked his every step as he entered the elevator with Dominic, my eyes glued to the elevator. I didn't dare blink until the elevator doors shut and it started moving downward."Fuck! If not that it would be too dangerous for him I would have loved to bring him with me to Russia." I groaned, pressing my shoulder against the doorframe as I kept staring at the empty elevator, hoping Adrian will come out from it. Rushing back into my arms.I knew it was impossible because Adrian was already on his way to work, and me? Well, I would soon hit the road to meet dad."Just how the fuck am I going to survive two weeks without touching him? Without fucking Adrian? Or kissing him?" I hissed, moved away from the door and walked over to the kitchen aisle to clear the plates Adrian had used for breakfast.I knew this task would definitely be a difficult one before I agreed to do it. But I had to get my brother o
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ADRIAN Sometimes I act impulsively, only to regret my actions later. Today was one of the days I would do something that later come to bite me in the ass.Carlos left for home after I yelled at him this morning at Berry Hour, he wouldn't pick my calls or return them when I called to check up on him after my shift. He had simply rejected the donut I got for him and refused to drive with me when Dominic came to pick me up for work. He had been acting like he didn't know me since our shift started here at Great Fisher.As I watched Carlos effortlessly charm everyone around him, while excluding me from his attention, I couldn't help but think that this wasn't the day I had hoped for, especially after waking up in Giovanni's warm and loving arms this morning.Should I have not snapped at him when he asked about my whereabouts? Should I have not treated him poorly? Should I have not hide the fact that I was sleeping with Giovanni from the very beginning?"Fuck! I hate this." I groaned out
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ADRIAN I paced back and forth in my living room, with my phone pressed gently against my ear. I bit down hard on my lower lip, my fingers trembling as I dialed Carlos for the hundredth time, but the call just wouldn't connect.My heart fluttered, and I absentmindedly rubbed at my chest. "For the love of God, Carlos, where the fuck are you?"I groaned out, pulled my phone down from my ear and clenched it tightly in my hand. Frustration wouldn't be enough to describe how I was feeling right now.I had thought my biggest worry was Carlos not talking to me, nothing would have prepared me for the fact that Carlos would disappear on me after our shift ended at Great Fisher last night. I had thought I would meet him home but he was nowhere to be found.His stuff were still here, so that meant he didn't come home at all. I had been calling him since last night to no avail. Waking up this morning, after getting ready for work I had been trying to reach him again but it was the same story."J
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Resisting the Mafia Boss (MxM) 138. I was protecting you.
GIOVANNI A gunshot echoed through the air as Father shot Price Russell's hand, shattering the one holding the gun. Price collapsed to his knees, cursing loudly. He attempted to reach for his gun, but Father shot his knees before kicking the weapon out of his reach."I told you never to show your face to me ever again," Father growled, stalking closer as he fired his gun in anger. "I promised I would never let it slide if you laid your hands on any of my sons, but you just had to test me, didn't you?"Price Russell let out a muffled grunt when Father stopped in front of him, pressing his gun to Price's forehead."You sickening bastard!" Price spat."Yes, I am a sickening bastard!" Father retorted, his laughter devoid of humor.This was real? How could it be? Dad hated us, I knew that. But here he was, standing right in front of me. Getting all mad because Price Russell had shot me? But why? Why the hell was he confusing me?"Why are you here, Dad?" I grunted, trying to sit up but fall
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Resisting the Mafia Boss (MxM) 137. Say your last fucking prayer.
GIOVANNI My fingers moved swiftly, snapping the binds that had held Marcelo's hands captive for so long. He was finally free. As the ropes fell away, Marcelo's eyes locked onto mine, a flicker of relief and gratitude dancing in their depths. But our moment of triumph was short-lived. The sound of a gun being cocked against my temple cut through the air, and my heart sank. I clenched my jaw, fighting to keep my emotions in check. Fear, anger, and adrenaline all swirled together in a toxic mix, threatening to overwhelm me. I forced myself to remain still, to appear unbothered, even as my mind racing with worst-case scenarios. "What's the meaning of this madness?" I asked, my voice icy and controlled, as I struggled to keep my emotions in check. I couldn't afford to let my true feelings slip, not now, when every word and action counted. "Is this how you treat your business partners?" I demanded, turning to face Volkov, my eyes locking onto his cold, unyielding glare. The gun
Resisting the Mafia Boss (MxM) 136. He's still my prisoner.
GIOVANNI "Giovanni... Shit!" Marcelo grunted, his voice strained, as one of the Bratvas grabbed him, yanking him back down with brutal force. The damned bastard tossed Marcelo to the floor as if he weighed nothing, sending a jolt of anger through me."Fucking stay, brat!" Volkov sneered, his eyes glinting with malice as he met my gaze head-on. He pressed his leg onto Marcelo's shoulder, pinning him to the dirty floor. The sound of Marcelo's pained grunt made my blood boil.Fucking hell! Rage and desperation clawed at my chest. "Fucking let go of him this instant!" I growled, my finger clenched tightly around my gun. My heart pounded in my ears, my mind racing with fear.I fucking froze for a moment, my heart racing with fear. What if this transaction didn't go as planned? What if Volkov caught on before we could get out of here? We had our boys stationed outside, scouting the area, but the Bratvas outnumbered us. Their sheer numbers made my skin crawl, and for a moment, I doubte
Resisting the Mafia Boss (MxM) 135. Touch my brothers and die!
MARCELO A blow landed on my face, sending my head jerking to the side. Blood dripped down my cheek and some of it caught in my lips, slipping into my mouth. I tasted the metallic tang of blood on my tongue, and it made my stomach churn.A vicious kick to the wooden seat I was tied to sent me crashing to the floor, my wrists bound together behind my back. The blindfold pressing my eyes shut, plunging me into an inky blackness. I couldn't see anything, not even a sliver of light.A groan tore from my lips as pain exploded through my body. "Hmmph..." I grunted, my voice strained. I tried to crawl forward, but a rough hand grasped my ankles, yanking me back. My bare chest scraped against the concrete floor, the friction igniting a fire of agony. It felt as if thousands of needles were scattered across the floor, each one piercing my skin like a sharp shard of razor.I writhed, desperate to escape the torment, but my restraints held firm. The darkness seemed to closing in around me, s
Resisting the Mafia Boss (MxM) 134. Giovanni can't go to jail.
ADRIAN Tears streamed down my face as I sprinted out of the living room, desperate to escape the suffocating atmosphere. My mind reeled with the conversation I had just overheard. Dad couldn't be talking about me and my brother. He couldn't be implying that we weren't his biological sons. The thought sent a wave of pain and hurt crashing through me, and I desperately wished the last eighteen hours had never happened. I stumbled out into the hallway, panting and gasping for breath. I pressed my back against the wall, trying to calm my racing heart. Benedetto's voice echoed through the building, his words dripping with venom. "Get out, Price Russell! And don't ever show your face to me or my sons again, or I'll kill you!" My father's response was a hissed "Fuck you!" as he stormed out of the living room. He seemed furious, his face twisted in a scowl. He was so mad that he didn't notice me standing there. Benedetto called out from inside after a few minutes had passed, his vo
Resisting the Mafia Boss (MxM) 133. The boys are not your sons.
ADRIAN The words echoed in my mind like a mantra.This is not my father. The man in front of me, kneeling between Benedetto's legs, was an imposter. I felt a wave of confusion wash over me as I stared at him.My father's face was contorted in shock, saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth as he remained frozen in a kneeling position. His eyes were wide with terror, and his skin had paled to a sickly shade.How could this man, this broken, submissive shell of a person, be my father? The man I knew, the man who had raised me, was a tyrant, a monster who had sought to break me and remake me in his own image.He had hated me for being gay, had sought to "fix" me, to mold me into a straight man. But this...this person in front of me was not that man. He was weak, submissive, and terrified.I felt a shiver run down my spine as I gazed at him, my mind reeling with questions. Who was this imposter? And what had happened to my real father?Words kept getting stuck, and it angered me eve
