Desire

Aryan sat up. Salvatore walked into his life two weeks before and every single day, he has fought with the man and yet when he laid there beneath him, he just wanted to stay.

He has never let anyone dominate him. Never. It never crossed his mind that he would ever want to be dominated. He was not too much into sex, ever and never really understood what was the big deal about it and now, he refused to think more about it.

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Aryan's cheek flushed into a beautiful red but his gruff exterior and the hair that fell on his face.

Salvatore looked away and asked Aryan's staff to follow him as they discussed the day's proceedings.

Avanindra noticed that they were not talking to each other and Aryan was not putting up any fight. He had no clue as to what was happening.

The ice between them after that night was yet to break and Aryan was not sure how to deal with it.

They were at a meeting in an upstate club when Aryan saw a blonde-haired woman standing way too close to  Salvatore who was standing in the drinks area. She was saying something in his ears and he was nodding. He followed her out.

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Salvatore sighed as he took the files from Caroline. She was insisting that they are important and can't wait. He can't believe he was doing office work at the backroom of an upstate club. The only thing that made him leave Aryan to leave his sight was because Aryan owned this club which made it easy for Salvatore to secure his safety. All of Salvatore's guards were in the club room safeguarding Aryan.

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Aryan felt uneasy seeing Salvatore leave with her. The thought that he might fuck her in the backroom made him feel angry. The man was paid to protect him not to fool around in the backroom of his club. He excused himself and walked to the back side.

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There was no sound. He was not sure he wanted to see what they were doing but he pushed open the door. Salvatore sat on a chair as the woman lounged on the bed and they seemed to be talking when he walked in.

Salvatore looked up and raised his eyebrow.

"What are you doing here?" he asked.

"I should be asking you that or did I interrupt something? Oh, wait a second! My dad pays you to protect me, not to hook up in the back room of my club," said Aryan dangerously. His voice dripping sarcasm and venom as he said each word.

Caroline was totally amused because for the first time she was seeing Salvatore look unsettled. She could see it in the way he looked unsure at the face of Aryan's words. She knew Salvatore long enough and loved him like a brother to know his expressions well enough.

And the look Aryan threw her said so much about the tension between them that she almost laughed out.

"Are you not going to introduce me to your boss Salvatore?" asked Caroline.

Aryan was perplexed at that. So they knew each other before now or what?

"Are you his girlfriend or what?" asked Aryan wanting to strangle her even as he said that.

She laughed out and Salvatore just glared at her.

"That's not funny Caroline," said Salvatore.

"I am his mom's sister's daughter. Essentially his cousin or sister as you prefer. I had come to see how his ass is doing," said Caroline.

Salvatore just looked at her.

Aryan felt silly as he looked at her.

"Do you mind if I take my guard back?" asked Aryan.

Caroline nodded and walked out giving a hug to Salvatore and looked at Aryan and waved.

"It was nice meeting you Aryan," said Caroline and left.

Aryan looked at Salvatore who had an eyebrow raised.

"I thought you despised having a bodyguard," said Salvatore.

"Well, doesn't matter. You are being paid to do the job. Just do it," said Aryan.

Salvatore was a bit pissed off at the attitude which made him ask the next question.

"Were you jealous Aryan?" asked Salvatore casually enough.

Aryan froze and turned and looked at Salvatore. Salvatore just snorted.

"Who do you think you are?" asked Aryan.

Salvatore moved closer to him and Aryan did not realise he was walking back till he was backed against a wall.  Salvatore looked down at Aryan.

Aryan flushed red. He was not one to back off. He stepped on Salvatore's leg and grabbed him by his collar and kissed him.

Salvatore was taken aback at the kiss. He couldn't push Aryan away or his head would hit the wall and then Aryan's tongue slid inside and Salvatore lost control. He placed his arm around Aryan as he kissed him back brutally, biting and licking.

Salvatore never kissed his lovers. He was not the kiss kind of guy. But this, he was feeling an altogether new phenomenon.

Salvatore made eye contact with Aryan and at that moment he broke away. Those eyes had lust and Salvatore won't be able to hold back. He pushed Aryan gently and turned.

Aryan decided that this is his man when Salvatore's arm came around and held him to his chest as they kissed.

"That won't happen again and you better not try anything again, Boss," snapped Salvatore.

Aryan sneered. " We'll see," he said.

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Salvatore looked at Aryan who was now sitting on the sofa in the hall. For the most powerful businessman around, he sat like a cat. Cuddled around his pillow as he went through his emails.

Salvatore is yet to change. He had been orienting Aryan's staff to be more careful.

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Salvatore removed his coat. The shirt was still wrinkled where Aryan had clung to him. He sighed. The doctors had said there is no hope for Avanindra and he could see Aryan not taking it well at all. 

He knew if something happens to Avanindra he will be the only one watching over Aryan. He could already see Aryan fighting him every inch on the way.

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