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The Mafia's Judge
Last Updated : 2024-11-20
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Until him, he thought life and suffering were synonymous. _ _ _ 'Desperate moments call for desperate measures.' They say. Well, it's the case for Dimitri Santini who was accused of murder by a family as big as his. His reputation and empire hang in the balance so he approached one of his biggest enemies to change the case to his favor. What he didn't expect is to meet him in a rather odd situation. Being one to not let an opportunity slip, he grabbed it. But.. becoming addicted was not part of the plan. Vincent Reynolds knew he shouldn't have gone to that bar that day, but luck was not on his side as he discovered a new part of himself which he had tried to deny that same day. And now, he's stuck because the notorious mafia boss won't let him go.
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The Mafia's Judge 17. You
~ VINCENT ~This isn't right. Or… is it?Dimitri’s fingers still rubbed small circles on his butt hole. And he's still on that high he'd left him.His eyes fluttered open and he cleared his throat before sitting up, cutting the stimulation off. He stretched his hand to Dimitri. “Can you untie this?” He asked, his voice came off surprisingly calm.Dimitri cocked his eyebrow but removed the belt nonetheless.“Are you okay?” Dimitri asked, his fingers rubbing the red marks on his wrists. “Huh, yes I am.” Vincent replied, swinging his legs over the bed to stand up on wobbly feet. He turned to Dimitri who's still kneeling on the bed, his gaze fixed on him as if trying to peer into his soul. Vincent's eyes wandered to his chest. “You should go to the hospital.” Dimitri shifted his gaze to his chest which is covered in sweat and blood. “I should?”“Is that even supposed to be a question?” Vincent mumbled under his breath as he turned away from Dimitri, making his way to his wardrobe with
Last Updated : 2024-11-20The Mafia's Judge 16. Sweet surrender -3
~ VINCENT ~ “ —No.” Vincent snapped, not letting him land. “Liar.” Dimitri whispered. He leaned in, their noses grazing. “So, what do we do?” He asked as he pushed his hip into Vincent's, their cocks hitting. Vincent's lips quivered, his eyes slightly dazed. “W… what do we do?” He whispered back. “You didn't manage to make me come with your mouth, remember?” Dimitri said, placing a small peck on Vincent's lips before he leaned back. “But—” He was interrupted with Dimitri suddenly lifting him off the floor and he yelped. “Put me down.” He said, nervousness evident in his tone. “No.” Dimitri said, his huge palms squeezing his butt while his fingers grazed the butt plug he'd buried in his butt. “I want to fuck you now.”. Vincent continued to squirm against him, trying to get down or maybe… it was the friction his movements has on his cock that was making him move. “I swear, if you move again, I'm fucking you against the floor.” Dimitri threatened as he halted on his steps.
Last Updated : 2024-11-21The Mafia's Judge 15. Sweet surrender -2
~ DIMITRI ~ He slowly slipped his trousers off, his gaze fixed on Vincent, savoring his reaction. This isn't the first time he will see his manhood, but this is the first time he will really see it so, to Dimitri, his reaction was everything. After taking off his trousers, he pulled his top off, his muscles flexing. Gathering the top in his hand, he slowly used it to wipe the blood trailing down his belly. Vincent's shaky hand rose, poking his chest, near his shoulder where the wound was. “Or… do you think we should just… like… postpone it?” Dimitri shook his head, his hand grabbing Vincent's. “No. Or, do you?” Vincent's throat bobbed up and down but he whispered, “No.” Dimitri nodded, his thumb lightly grazing his swollen lips. “Good boy.” Then, his mouth crashed onto his again. He slipped his tongue into his warm mouth, savoring his taste. Their tongues coiled in a graceless dance, each fighting for dominance until Vincent gave up with a sigh. After some minutes, he left him
Last Updated : 2024-11-19The Mafia's Judge 14. Sweet surrender -1
~ VINCENT ~ Soft kisses trailing down the slope of his neck, followed by soft bites and nibbling woke Vincent up from a deep slumber. His eyes fluttered open, his lip slightly parted as he tried to discern his surroundings. The inside of the room was dark, the curtains still covered the window but there's the soft line of dawn behind it. When Vincent finally regained his bearing, he lightly pushed Dimitri who's trailing kisses along his jaw off him. “Go away.” He breathed out, his palm hovering over his mouth. “Good morning to you too.” Dimitri replied, his voice dark, low and husky. “I…I… move away, I need to do my morning rituals.” Dimitri chuckled, pulling Vincent's hands away from his mouth. He gave him a small peck and leaned back, allowing Vincent to stand up. As Vincent placed his foot on the floor, he winced and turned back to Dimitri with his brows raised. “Are you—” “ —Don't even think about it.” Dimitri said, interrupting him. “It must always be in you for at lea
Last Updated : 2024-11-14The Mafia's Judge 13. For now
~ — ~ “What's that?” Vincent asked, his eyes slightly blurred from just waking up from an uneasy slumber. The previous night was not like the other night they had together. This time, Vincent was sober – literally – and he'd tried to shrug the fucker off him but to no avail. Dimitri's gaze turned to him for some seconds before he went back to unwrapping the box – the sound which had woken Vincent up in the first place. “You mean this?” Vincent nodded. Dimitri brought the box's contents out, his lips pulling up into a smirk as he stretched the first item forth. “A butt plug.” he stretched the second. “A lube.” Vincent blinked, chasing away the sleep. He crawled deeper into the bed. “W–what?” Dimitri cocked his eyebrow. “This is meant for priming and to bring pleasure. And this is to… you know… lubricate things… as in lube.” “I know that.” Vincent answered, his eyes darting around the room. “But who are you using that on? Hopefully not me.” Dimitri stood and stalked towards him
Last Updated : 2024-11-03The Mafia's Judge 12. Wounded
~ VINCENT ~“Leave. You are not welcomed here.” He said, teeth clenched as he slammed the door to Dimitri's face and pressed his back on the door, slowly sliding down before his butt met the floor.A week had passed and the thought of Dimitri growing bored of him relieved and hurt him but with time, he forced himself to learn to accept it. But suddenly, this night, he saw him at his doorstep again, panting as if he'd run some miles just to get here so he could leave the next morning like he'd left. Again? No. Fucking. Way.The knocks continued for some times before stopping and Vincent sighed — in disappointment and relief — before standing and walking towards his living room.Suddenly, there's another knock on the door followed by Dimitri's threatening voice, “Open the goddamn door before I blow it down.” Vincent gritted his teeth and turned back to the door, his palm turning clammy. “You wouldn't dare.”“You don't want to defy me, Signore Mio.” Vincent inhaled deeply and marched
Last Updated : 2024-11-01The Mafia's Judge 11. Hollow mind
~ DIMITRI ~ Somewhere in the depth of his hollow mind, he knew it wouldn't end well. It was supposed to be a one night thing, so why did he hold back the previous night, why did he refuse to give in to his sadism tendencies and just take him despite the pain? But the biggest question of all is, why did he sleep over? Dimitri inhaled deeply, taking in the scent of his shampoo. Vincent is snuggled against his chest now after fighting to get away from him some hours ago and he's resting his chin on his head. He sighed before slowly peeling his arm from his body. He watched as he shifted deeper into the warmth left by him and he felt his lips twitching before quickly masking it. He spared him one last glance and silently picked up his cloth and wore it back, resisting the urge to go back into the bed and squeeze him against his chest once more. But he didn't want to draw unwanted attention to him. He clenched his fist and slowly opened the door. It's a few hours before dawn and the w
Last Updated : 2024-10-30The Mafia's Judge 10. Conqueror
~MARA~ And what is unrequited love? Well, to her, it's a killer of joy, a bitch, a mood changer, and a destroyer. For the first time in her life, she'd find it hard to get someone she really wants. Dimitri is a challenge. And guess what? She loves challenges and she won't stop until she conquers him. She had her eyes on someone who didn't even find her worthy as a love partner. She had her eyes on someone who's as cold as ice. But… that's about to change. The mail she just opened is her gateway to conquering him. Her hands fly over the keyboard as her lips stretched into a sweet smile. When she's done, she leaned back into her chair and clutched her cloth over her heart. “Dimitri…” She whispered. “My Dimitri.” Minutes passed before she finally sighed then stood up. Her whole room is covered in purple, ranging from fluffy purple couches, bed spread, wall paper, curtains and carpets. Even the whole room smells of lavender. She opened her wardrobe and picked a caramel cotton g
Last Updated : 2024-10-29The Mafia's Judge 9. His lord
~VINCENT~ When the fish is caught in the net, the smart ones don’t move; if they do, they exhaust what remains of their energy and die faster. Vincent had been trying to act like the smart fish but he kept failing miserably. And… he did hear everything he said yesterday when he thought he was asleep. Afterall, it's not wrong to be wary of someone who's rumored to be the king of the mafia world and who'd blatantly told him that he's an enemy but his actions refused to show what he really is. Why did he lick his tears when he's meant to be ruthless, why did he pacify him when he had been crying because of him. Did he read his mind by coming back, knowing he needed warmth and company? He's a paradox, a difficult puzzle that's hard to assemble, a riddle he didn't know the answer to despite becoming a judge at such a young age. How did they get here? Why did he feel so comfortingly safe in his arms as if that's how it's meant to be. It's wrong… so wrong. He wanted to escape the deep
Last Updated : 2024-10-29
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“What have you done?” A low voice laced with disdain asked. “What have you done Dimitri?!” Dimitri ignored the accusation, his movements deliberate as he approached the lifeless body sprawled across the bedroom floor. He knelt beside her, his dark eyes fixed on her pale face. With precision, he placed two fingers on her neck, his jaw tensing as he confirmed the truth. The woman kneeling beside Ava's body, her red hair a stark contrast to Ava's limp form, looked up at Dimitri with tears and venom in her eyes. “You killed her! You monster! You should have sent her back to us if you didn’t want her!” Dimitri rose to his feet, his expression unreadable. He tilted his head, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “I should?” His gaze locked onto Ava’s mother, her features a haunting echo of her daughter’s. “Return my daughter to me this instant!” Mrs. Bianchi begged, her voice cracking. Dimitri’s response was a cold, calculated smile, his eyes glinting with a hint of menace. “The last ti
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