David:What... Just happened? What... did just do?? I let... I let Salvatore touch me. I let Salvatore touch me, and I... I liked it...I look down at my pants, and I quickly shove myself back into my briefs and drag my pants up. I stop as I remember how he looked down there just wrapping and working his tongue around me like it was something... Natural. Something he was born to do...My heart starts thudding in my chest as I feel tingles in every place he touched and held me. I shut my eyes and exhale as I try to gather my thoughts and make sense of my feelings. "What will the church say if they find out!? How could you think of something so disgusting!? "I open my eyes on hearing her voice, and my blood freezes in my veins when I see my mother. Standing right in front of me, and pointing at something. I follow her gaze, and my eyes land on seventeen-year-old me. On my knees, ashamed, afraid and in my backyard after Jasper left. I gulp as I watch myself cry, and I feel all the emot
Salvatore;“What are you doing? “I question, and David keeps his head hanging. Ignoring the question I just asked.“David…? “I call, and finally he replies.“I just… want to sit here tonight. “He replies, and Lucas and I share a look. So this is what he has decided to do. Avoid me? No. I won’t allow that.I push my chair back as I stand up. I walk over to the other end of the dining table where he’s at and sit beside him. Closing the space between us. Immediately, I take my seat, he tries to stand up, but I grab his thigh to hold him in place. I feel his entire body tense up under my grip, and I try to look at his face, but he looks away, causing me to sigh.“You’re not leaving. “I say to him, and I hear him exhale before sitting down. I look at Lucas who is sitting at the other end of the table looking at us, and he flashes me a smile before pulling out his phone and scrolling through it. Finally, The maids come in with dinner, and I see the confusion on their faces as I’m not in my
Salvatore;“Who said what? “I question, and Lucas stuffs his mouth with food, and I watch him eat in silence. My anger keeps mounting as I watch him drink from his cup, and I roll my eyes in annoyance.“Lucas… “I call, and he looks up at me. His usual, casual look on his face,“You might want to sit down for this. I don’t want you going all Hulk smash mode on me when I tell you. “He says, pointing at the chair in front of him, and I huff before walking over to the chair and sitting in front of him.“Who said what to David, Lucas? “I question as he starts eating, and he looks up at me with accusing eyes. He has a bored expression on his face that says this is all my fault.“I tried to reason with you, Salu. I tried. But never listen. Once you set your mind to something, even amnesia would make you sway from your decision. “He says, and I stare at him still waiting for the answer to my question.“You got a very able young man and confined him to your room. I don’t even think he knows his
Salvatore:I walk into my yard, and all my men are assembled in a massive circle. Thirty of them. I walk into the middle of the circle, and I can sense the tension in the air. GOOD. They should be scared. They know I only call them together like this when there is trouble. I currently have just 10 men patrolling the property, but I have to address this, and I will do it now! Logic can wait.“I’m sure you’re all wondering why I called you all out here tonight. “I say as I look at all their faces. “We’re here to play a game. “I announce, and I hear murmurs.“It’s been a while since we’ve had fun or had any bonding activity. I think it’s high time I fix that. I’ve been so distant, that some of you are beginning to forget what I really am. “I add, and I’m blessed with silence. Silence and fear I can feel reverberating through the air.“Tonight, we will mimic my underground matches. Two folks will fight, and will only stop when I am satisfied with the condition one of them is in. “I conti
David;I adjust my tie in annoyance as I walk down the corridor with a tray of Salvatore’s tea in my hands. I had worn a sweater and jeans earlier, but Mrs Lana asked me to change. She told me that what I had on was not a dressing fit for Salvatore’s assistant. She said he likes things in an organized manner and if I’m to be his assistant, I have to be official and dress like one. It’s not like I’m used to this. I’ve never been an assistant before. I’m a thief and a hacker. And overnight, I got promoted from captive to assistant. I know I wanted to do something, but this… I don’t think I’m cut out for this.I knock on the door to Salvatore’s office, but I get no reply. I had gone to his room earlier, but the maid cleaning it said he was in the office. I sigh and knock again, but I’m met with silence.“Mr. Salvatore? “I call, and once again, I’m met with silence. I place my head on the wooden door and let out a breath. Is this some kind of test?“I’m coming in. “I inform him, and with
Salvatore:“Sal!? “I hear David call me, and I freeze. He has never called me that before. So casually… So comfortably. He has never…“Are you okay? What’s wrong? “He questions, as he rushes to hold me, and I stand straight. The pain in my side suddenly becoming irrelevant.“What? Why are you looking at me like that? You bent over like you were in pain and I… “He begins, but I cut him off.“You called me Sal. “I note, and he stares at me blankly.“Isn’t that your name? “He questions, and I smile. Realizing he wants to play it off.“You’ve never called me that before. “I say, but instead of replying, He remains silent with his eyes on something on my body.“Take off your shirt. “He says, and I follow his eyes.There’s a blood patch soaking through my shirt, above my injury. Fuck! “Take off your shirt, Salvatore. “He demands, this time looking up at me, and I tilt my head. He looks so worried.“I’m fine, David. I took care of it last night. “I say as I try to reach out to him, but he
David:We walk out of the house, and I can not help but stare at Salvatore as he strides ahead. Looking at him, one wouldn’t know he has a ghastly wound under his shirt and is wrapped like a maiden in a corset. I roll my eyes as I keep walking. Wondering how he got so injured. I would have come out last night to check, but I was scared. Scared of what I might see…“Good morning, sir. “A guard suddenly greets me as he walks past me, and I come to an abrupt stop. I quickly look behind me to see if Lucas is there, but I’m alone. I was the one he greeted. Sir?? Me?? When did that start?I had only taken a few steps forward when another guard greets me, Addressing me as sir, and my confusion grows. I pick up a pace and walk beside Sal.“Salvatore. Something is wrong… “I whisper, and he looks down at me.“What? “He questions ever so casually, and I look around at the workers buzzing about with their activities.“Your men… They’re greeting me. And… Calling me sir. “I inform, and he raises a
Salvatore:I stared at the smug expression on Dimitri’s face, and anger began to burn under my skin. I saw the way David froze when he heard his voice, and that was not a pleasant sight. I don’t want to have to see it again. I don’t want to see David so terrified of anyone, or thing!“Wow… You seem to have laid claims to my pet. “Dimitri says as he snatches his hand away from my grip, and I grit my teeth.“You’re right. I have laid claims. And if you dare to even breathe in his direction, you’ll wish you hadn’t been pushing so hard. “I reply, and he smirks.“Wow, David. After all these years, you still maintained your grip on him. “He says, and my heart skips a beat.“Dimitri! “I warn. I don’t know how he knows this, probably did some digging, but I can’t have him expose this secret to David. Not like this.“What? He doesn’t know that you both go way back? “He questions, and I can’t help but grab his throat.“One more word. I dare you. “I growl, ignoring his men who have now held up th
Lucas;“I shouldn’t have brought this to you. It’s stupid talk.” He says as he tries to walk away, but I grab his arm to stop him from leaving. This makes him turn to me with confusion on his face.“It’s not stupid talk if you believe it,” I whisper to him, and I see a tear drop slide down his face.He stares at me in silence, and I smile at him. My heart broke at the silence in his eyes.“Talk to me. You know I’ll listen.” I speak softly, and he blinks at me. His breath… shaky as I see him melt into the trust he has for me.A trust I appreciate way more than he knows.“If you need me to just listen, I’ll do just that. If you want my opinion, I’ll give it. Whatever you want. You should know by now that you mean more to me than the facade of invisibility you put up in front of everyone else. Let me see your scars. I won’t mock them. I won’t judge them.” I add, and he swallows.I let go of his hand and step aside. Allowing him room to move to my bed. I let out a relieved breath as he wa
Lucas;I stare at him as his laughter grows, but he doesn’t let go of my leg. I want to be mad at him for barging in like that. For scaring me, and most importantly, for finding out my secret. I’ve known how to knit since I was a little boy. I got bullied for it in elementary school. In high school, when guys found out I could knit, coupled with the fact that I’m bi, it was hell. The bullying was insane, and since then, I’ve kept it a secret. I couldn’t even tell Sal because I found it embarrassing. And it looks like I was right to. He’s laughing so hard, he can’t stop. And still, my stupid love struck ass can’t bring myself to be mad at him for it. How can I get mad when he looks so bright, laughing like this… Even if it’s at the expense of my feelings.Seeing as I can’t break free from his grip, I sit on the floor in front of him. My confidence crumbling with every laugh. “I need that…” He laughs, and I hug my knees to my chest as I stare at him.“It’s that bad, huh?” I question
Salvatore;I tried getting David to talk to me once he got into the bathroom, but he ignored me. And to be honest, I deserve it. I know a lot will change if I just tell him I love him, but how much will really change is what I have no control over. I know it’s pathetic, but despite not being a spiritual or religious person, Dimitri was right. There is a pattern. Everyone I’ve ever said ‘I love you’ to ends up dead.”Dimitri may seem alive, but he’s dead too. His heart… the good in him… joy… It’s all dead. Sofie was my best friend. I told her constantly how much I loved her and our friendship, and… what happened? Then my family… Lucas and David are probably still alive because I haven’t told them those words yet. I know I’m a coward. A fucking cunt for doing this, but I’m scared. I’m scared of loving David. I don’t want to lose him. He might end up hating me, and it would kill me, but… I don’t want to see him dead. I don’t want any harm to happen to him. If I lose him, then… if
David;I arch my back off the bed when he wraps his tongue around my tip, and I watch as he sucks my full length into his mouth. The feeling of his warm mouth around my dick sends all the cold I previously felt evaporating from my body, and sends sweet warmth and shivers to the roots of every single nerve in my body."Fuck... "I cuss as I grab the bed sheet.My toes curl as he begins to wrap and work his tongue around my length, but I almost lose it when he swallows me, and I feel his throat wrap around my dick."Oh, shit... "I cuss as I bite my lower lip.I feel my soul threaten to leave my body as he sucks me like his intention is to suck every voice of reason from my head... And it seems to be working. This isn't just a blow job. No. He is making love to my dick... With his mouth.Goosebumps rise along my skin when he moves down to my balls, and unable to stop myself, I bury my fingers in his silky, long hair. I struggle to hold back as he keeps swallowing my full length. Allowing
Salvatore;It’s late. I got home late. I couldn’t leave Uncle Aldo or Lucas till we were sure he was fine. But now I’m home. Home and eager to see just one person. I barge into my room, and I feel relief explode inside me when I see him. He’s sitting on the bed, covered by the duvet, and has a sketch book in his lap.“Sal?” He questions as I walk into the room and shut the door. “Are you… Are you drunk?” He questions, and I nod at first, but then shake my head in denial.“No. I just had a couple drinks.” I reply as I stagger, and he immediately throws the duvet and sketch book aside before rushing over to me.“And you drove home like this!?” He questions as he takes my hands and starts inspecting my body as if expecting to find an injury from driving drunk.“I’m not drunk…” I slur, and he gives me a look.“Yes, you are. I can’t believe you can be this irresponsible. What if something-” Be begins, but before he can finish, I can’t take the worry in his voice. I need to shut it out —
Salvatore;I watch him clean the edge of his lower lip before chuckling. “You’re still as feisty as always.” He says, and I glare at him in silence.“Your cousin is in the sixth room on the right. Hopefully, he hasn’t bled to death.” He adds, pointing in the direction he came from earlier, and I cast him one last hate-filled look before walking in the direction he pointed. However, the words he speaks next causes motion to leave my legs. “You haven’t seen the pattern, have you?”I turn to him, and he smirks as he spreads himself lackadaisically on the floor.“Everyone who has ever said they love you… Everyone you’ve ever said ‘I love you’ to… They’re all dead.” He adds, and I feel my heart drop into my stomach. “And it will stay that way. It has to, Sal.” He continues, and I swallow before returning around and walking towards the corridor. Deciding to ignore him. To act like those words didn’t just ignite the fear already bubbling in my guts.“I promise to make you feel what it’s l
Salvatore;I walk into the abandoned, dusty building, and I can feel eyes on me. As usual, Dimitri didn’t walk alone. He never does. He always has at least two capable snipers stationed wherever he is. He’s always been a coward. I know I ought to be careful with him, but I also know he doesn’t intend to kill me. That has never been his mission. His aim all along has been to hurt me. To break me and get under my skin. And I must say he was failing woefully at doing all that till David got involved in the mix.“Dimitri!” I yell, and my voice bounces off the walls and corners of this place. Echoing so far, I can tell just how empty this place is.Through one of the incomplete walls, I look up at the sky and sigh. “Lucas!” I yell, hoping that he can give me a hint of where he is. “Dimitri, get the fuck out here!” I yell, and finally, I hear movement. Debris crunching under someone’s steps. I turn around and find Dimitri walking over to me with a cigar in his mouth. He smirks on seeing
David;Lucas blinks at me in silence for a few seconds. He opens his mouth to say something, but then he falls silent. He tilts his head and smiles at me, and my heart skips a beat at how warm and unjudgmental the smile is.“Some wounds are important. Think of it like kintsugi… It’s better than boring old ceramic, isn’t it?” He says, and I blink at him.“Besides, a romance novel without ups and downs will make for a very boring read, don’t you think?” He adds, and I look away. I don’t want to be Kintsugi or in some dramatic romance novel. I just want to love and be loved. I want to be seen and appreciated. I do not want to be seen as a nobody. I want to be loved, respected, and cherished. I don’t want to have to guess if I’m loved or not. I want to be understood. I want clear, easy-to-see love. “Let’s do something fun.” Lucas then says, and I turn to him. “Do you do archery?” He questions as he stands up, and I blink at him.“No…” I reply, and a big grin forms on his face.“Awesom
Salvatore;“Stop!” I turn to David, and he stands up with his eyes fixed on me. “You’re going to Dimitri, aren’t you?” He questions, and I raise a brow. “I’m going to get my cousin,” I reply, and he shrugs.“Fine. I’ll come along.” He says, and my head dips in amusement as I stare at him.“What nonsense are you saying? I’m letting you come with me.” I rant, and he takes a defiant breath.“Why? He said you should come, and you’ll just up and leave? What if it’s a trap? What if he wants to hurt you? Do you trust him so much that you’ll just go to him with no guards or security??” He questions, and every emotion in his voice slices through me.Anger.Hurt.Insecurity…And Jealousy.Lucas looks up at me, and I swallow. I don’t have time to waste, but I also can not take David with me.“I do not trust him. But I trust myself. He can’t hurt a hair on me.” I try to assure him, and he scoffs. “That’s not enough. I’m not letting you go to him!” He yells, and I see tears begin to rim his eye