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33. First Aid
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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
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David’s POV;I got into the car after Salvatore, and as Salvatore was about to tell the driver to start, I stole a glance at him. His face is rigid and his eyes are keen on his phone’s screen. I stare at the guitar… The $500,000 guitar sitting proudly between us, and I can’t stop myself.“...Sal? ““Hmm? ““What’s your net worth? “I question, and he pauses, he finally looks up from his phone, and at me, and I battle to maintain eye contact.“I mean… How much… Do you make? No… I mean… Do you… “I start, begging my brain for words it fails to deliver, and Salvatore smiles.“Is this about the guitar? “He questions with a shining smile, and I nod slowly. I don’t want to piss him off or seem ungrateful, but he spent way too much on this guitar. Quite frankly, I’m scared to even touch it. If I break a string, I’ll feel like I’ve wasted money that could help some NGO somewhere. “Stop worrying about it. You just have to decide that you like something. How I get it, isn’t something you should
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Salvatore:“I don’t think you should be drinking this much, “I say to David, but he raises a hand to stop me as he pours himself another shot.“I do. I want to tell you something, and I need the courage to do it. “He replies, and I raise a brow at him. What could he possibly want to tell me? And why does he need to be drunk to say it? I should stop him, but if he says this is how he wants to tell me whatever it is he has to tell me… then I should let him do what he feels is best.I sigh as I also take a shot. Waiting for him to get comfortable enough to talk. The bar lit with gold and orange lights is alive around us, and people are chatting, dancing, playing drinking games and betting all around us, but the only thing that has my interest is David.I cradle my chin as I watch him. His ears are red from drinking, and so is his flushed face. Every time he tilts his head to take a shot, his eyes twinkle under the light. His fair skin looks milky and flawless, and I take a deep breath as
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David:“Mmm… “The purr escapes my lips, as I adjust. I slowly open my eyes as I try to make sense of where I am, but the first thing I see when I open my eyes, is Salvatore… He is fast asleep beside me, and is lying on his back. I, on the other hand, am snug beside him with his outstretched right arm as my pillow.A smile splits my face as I stare at his peaceful side profile. He looks angelic this way. A beautiful work of art in his slumber. Art that can transform into explosives anytime once those eyes open. I wince a bit as memories from a few hours ago begin to flood my mind. ‘If they’re not there to console you when you are at your lowest, what gives them the right to determine what makes you happy? ‘The words replay in my mind, and as memories of everything we spoke about, crash down on me, I look back up at him. I’ve heard words of advice very similar to this before. It was Desmond who told me that years ago. I wanted to try out for the school baseball team, but I was scared
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Salvatore;“Mmm… “The moan escapes me as gentle spasms race through my body. I’m deep in sleep. Too deep. I usually don’t sleep this deeply. It started ever since I started sleeping by David…I let out a moan as pleasure sends shivers through me, and my eyes fly open in shock. I look down and right there, between my legs, is David…! With my dick in his mouth. He blinks back at me, and my eyes become saucers.“What… What are you doing? “I question, but he simply swallows more of me, and I can’t hold back my moan as I take hold of the bedsheet. “God, damn it! “I cuss as pressure shakes me, and my heart begins to thud. Is this a dream?? No. It’s too lucid. David is really… He’s really giving me a blow job. Wh… Why all of a sudden? Out of the blue. From my sleep.“D… David? “I manage to call, and his violet eyes look up at me. The light of the dim bedside lamp reflecting off his eyes.He pulls me out of his mouth and begins to work his fingers up and down my now erect dick. Even in sleep
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Lucas:I absentmindedly listened to the music playing from my TV as dancers flexed their abilities on the screen to the musician's vocals.I took a long swig of scotch from my cup, and finally, Elias broke the silence."We missed you at the family dinner. "He says as he drinks water from his cup, and I raise a brow as I turn to look at him."You know I keep my distance from those kinds of things. "I say to him as I refill my cup, and he sighs."Your father would love to see you. At just one of them, you know? Before he dies. "He says as he sets the cup down, and I shrug."He should get one of his battalion of kids to massage his pride. "I reply, and Elias sighs. His honey-brown eyes shimmered with exhaustion. He has been trying to get me to make peace with my father, but that’s a magic trick even witches wouldn’t cast."You're his first child. "He says, and I scoff as I turn back to watch my TV."No. Aiden is his first child. "I correct, and I hear Elias sigh."That's what the news sa
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The Mafia's Boy Toy 86. Why Does Love Hurt?
David;“Wait… You didn’t know?” I ask him, and Lucas’s mouth falls open as he stares at me. “No, I didn’t know! How’s that even… What? How did you… Where did you hear something like that?” He questions. Absolutely dumbfounded, and I scoff in disbelief.I can’t believe Sal didn’t even tell him.“WOW!” I exclaim before looking away in disbelief.“Wait. You can’t be serious. That’s not possible. I would know. He’s never mentioned anything like that.” Lucas exclaims, still in shock, and I turn to him.“It is true. When they were teenagers. Dimitri told me… And he showed me pictures.” I replied, and Lucas stared at me in silence. His dark green eyes blinking in disbelief.“You’re sure they were photoshopped or… or edited pictures?” He asks, refusing to believe it, and I shake my head in disagreement.“I would know an edited picture when I see one. It wasn’t fake, Lucas. I asked Sal about it, and he begged me not to talk about it.” I reply, and silence falls upon us. “How could he hide so
The Mafia's Boy Toy 85. David And Lucas
*Song For This Chapter: I Can’t Make You Love Me(Cover) By Bon Iver*Lucas;I stroll through Sal’s mansion with my cup of milk in my hand. I wanted booze, but Mrs Lana refused to give me any till my wounds healed properly. I kiss my teeth as my mind fails to make the milk taste or seem like alcohol.“So much for the power of imagination…” I whisper to myself as I keep walking, and looking about the dimly lit house. Dark as Sal likes it. This was his childhood home. He always avoided this place, but he came here to keep David Safe. He loves him that much… It is pitiable to see that the fool still hasn’t realised how much he loves the boy. I’m about to walk past a corridor when I hear someone humming in the distance. I look down at my watch, and it’s 11:30 pm. What normal person isn’t asleep by this time? Oh… Right. I’m awake too.I follow the voice, and I stop when I see David. He has his back turned to me and is staring over the sea behind the estate. He’s in long, navy blue woolle
The Mafia's Boy Toy 84. He Never Listens
David;I let out a long yawn as I open my eyes, and I’m confused when my gaze lands on a black ceiling. Where the fuck…? What is this place?? Wasn’t I with Sal??I sit up in a panic, and relief washes over me when I find that I’m still in the car. I look back down at the seat in confusion, and I find that the chair has been reclined. Salvatore must have done that.I realise that I’m alone in the car with its windows down, and the car is parked directly in front of a hospital. A hospital??Why are we here??Aren’t we going to pick up Lucas? Salvatore soon walks through the hospital doors, but my brows crease at the person beside him. The person Sal is helping to walk. It’s Lucas. What happened to him? I try to open the door, but realise that Sal locked me in, and I frown.Why did he do that? They soon get to the car, and I scowl at Sal as he reaches for the car key in his pocket. He presses a button, and all the doors open. Causing me to roll my eyes. “Why did you lock me in?” I
The Mafia's Boy Toy 83. I Won't Let You Go
David;I thank Salvatore as I take the bag from him and pull out one of the gummy packs, when a thought hits me.“Want one?” I question, and he nods awkwardly.“S-Sure…” He replies, and I reach into the bag to give him one. He got me so many…“Thank you.” He replies, and I force a smile at him before looking down at the pack in my hands. I tear it open and am about to put my earpiece back into my ear, but he suddenly speaks.“D-did you like breakfast?” He questions, and I look up at him with a raised brow. Why did that sound weird… and rushed? Like he was desperately trying to start a conversation? Well, I have been silent for half an hour. It’s only fair I say something.“Hmm,” I reply, and I see hurt in his eyes. I let out a breath as he looks away, and kicks the car back to life. I watch his gloomy face as he pulls out of the gas station, and I begin to feel guilty. He was expecting more… but I’m not in the mood to talk.“It tasted different, though,” I add, and I see his eyes lig
The Mafia's Boy Toy 82. The Calm Before The Storm
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The Mafia's Boy Toy 81. Honey Leaves Its Trace
David;“How do I get him to love me, Mrs. Lana? I don’t think I can live without him, but I can’t live like this. I just want someone to love me for once… I want someone to choose me. To choose to love me…” I croak as I wipe a line of tears from my eyes, and Mrs Lana sighs as she closes the bottle of honey and stands up.“Do you know why I decided to work as a cook for Salvatore’s family?” She questions as she returns the honey to the fridge, and I raise a brow.“Why?” I question, wondering how any of this is related to what I just told her.“Cause I wanted peace. I wanted to be able to cook, and sleep, drink tea, and watch television for as long as I wanted,” she says as she closes the fridge. And I raise a brow.“And… You don’t do that?”“I do it. But every now and then, I can’t enjoy the simplicity of my life, cause you two boys want to kill me with stress. “She says as she folds her hands over her chest and gives me a look.“One of you’s a coward, the other’s blind— and I’m just a
The Mafia's Boy Toy 80. I Need Someone To Choose Me
David;I stare at Sal as he sleeps, and I can’t stop my tears. They’re silent… But drowning. How hard is it to love me? Why doesn’t he love me? He wants me to stay… He needs me to stay… But he doesn’t love me. And that kills me. I couldn’t bear to see him broken like that… crying like that. I said I’d stay but I don’t know if I have the strength to. To leave, or to stay… I don’t know if I have that strength. Why won’t he just love me?Does he think I don’t love him? Am I not good enough? Will people laugh at or disrespect him if they find out that we’re together? Maybe I’m unworthy of his love…“I told you from the start, didn’t I?” Her voice flows into my ears, and I freeze. I look up and find my mother staring at me.“Loving him was a mistake. He’d never love you. You’ll never be enough for him. This is not the type of life you’re meant to live. Let me in. Let me guide you. Let me help you… You’ll kill your heart if you stay with him. You’ll wallow in loneliness and pain, David. I
