A knife danced between his fingers as Vincenzo played with it casually, casting a bored glance at his desk. Honestly his sister was a pain in the ass. All she wanted was his attention because some guy she was chasing was afraid of her. Who wouldn't? They were all part of the infamous Luciano family, a crime family that kills and do dangerous things for a living, the family behind one of the largest gangs in the world. The guy was just some hot dude she met at one of their family owned clubs. He saw the guy's picture and wondered how she found him attractive. Nothing about the guy seems attractive to him, apart from the fact that he had a beautiful muscular body and greyish blue eyes. He had to listen to her whining and complaining before Alvin called for an emergency.Nothing of the guy she was crushing on could compare to him. It has been only 24 hours yet he couldn't get that face out of his head. That police officer's face kept appearing in front of him whether he shut his eyes o
Wade didn't know how long he had been asleep, he blinked and his eyes opened. He was in a room, his thigh was bandaged. A faint red patch could be seen underneath the white bandages. Sunlight poured into the room from the windows, illuminating his surroundings.The room he was in seemed like a house or a VVIP hospital ward. He sprang up from his bed and looked left and right. You're up," a low deadpan voice said next to his ear."Ahh! Shit! You scared me! Y-you!" Wade had a hand over his chest dramatically as he looked in surprise at the man.Vincenzo was seated by his bedside, with what seemed like a half smile half smirk on his face. He chuckled."Breakfast is over there. Wash up carefully and eat," Vincenzo said and stood up. His suit was crumpled more than usual and his sexy reddish brown hair was slightly out of place. In one word, he looked tired as if he didn't sleep for the night.Wade observed his surroundings, noticing no guns or dangerous weapons and no prison bars. He mus
"Hmm... You eat like a king. Won't you get fat? No offence. I'm just saying," Wade picked up his fork and knife, and immediately went to work on the bacon and eggs. "Do I need to take off my shirt to prove my body to you?" Vincenzo replied. Take off his shirt? Wade looked at Vincenzo and knew that he must be muscular all over. The bastard's hands were slightly larger than his, his neck was very thick, no doubt were those muscles and he was taller than him. "Really? Would you take off your shirt now? That would make me lose appetite and you might end up wasting the meal," Wade joked. The maid's eyes widened but she didn't say a thing. If that wasn't flirting, then she don't know what it was. "Soon, I'll make you lose your appetite for three meals a day," Vincenzo smiled. Wade didn't know what that meant but it didn't sound like anything good. "Maya, leave us," Vincenzo said to the maid."Yes, boss," Maya said politely and left, wondering what the boss was going to talk about wit
Wade tried to fight the feelings, the way his stomach tightened, the desire coursing through his veins as Vincenzo made love to his neck, shoulder and collarbone, but it didn't help as Wade found himself shaking with desire, desire to be touched by him. His teeth grazed lightly over his skin, leaving a dull pain but a sweet sensation. Vincenzo never knew that he would enjoy Wade's neck tremendously to this point. "Oh, Wade. Don't you know how sweet you are?" Vincenzo whispered huskily in his ears. Wade shivered, out of breath to protest. He squeezed his eyes shut. Fuck, why was he feeling this strange thing with Vincenzo? He shouldn't be enjoying it, yet his body was betraying him, replying to Vincenzo's moves. His hand slipped underneath Wade's shirt where he found his nipples. Wade's eyes widened. "No, Vincenzo, wait! What are you trying to do-" A moan tore from Wade's lips, an unwanted one. Vincenzo smirked darkly, his fingers rolling and squeezing Wade's pink nipple. "You l
What was going on? Vincenzo wasn't here yet he kept thinking about him, especially the way he touched him earlier."Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Wade cursed and puffed out angry air. He wanted to punch himself to get the ridiculous thought out of his head. "Are you okay?" Alvin glanced at him questioningly. The man seated in front of him him was acting strange and muttering some words to himself. "What? No, yeah, I'm fine," Wade shook it off with a smile. "Uh, so, um.. back to the question. What's your relationship with Edward Mattson? Why were the two of you in contact? You do know who he is, right?" "The billionaire businessman who deals with technology and weapons," To be honest, Alvin didn't know if he should be saying this or not, but Vincenzo didn't tell him to lie. So he answered as honestly as he could. When it comes to weapons and businessman being spotted with a top Mafia member, Wade could guess how Edward Mattson got his extra pocket money from. "I've seen him that night. He ap
"That's a good question," Vincenzo smiled at him. "You're gonna regret this," Wade smiled back at him, the corners of his lips curved."Then let's play a game instead of accompanying me. If you can win, you can go. But if you lose, you'll have to stay. Sounds fair?" Wade was still furious over the kiss and groping during breakfast. So this time he was determine to be winner and get the fuck out of this fucked up place. He couldn't wait to rub his victory in Vincenzo's shitty face. "Fine," he agreed. "What type of game? Truth or dare? Snooker? Race? Who pulls the gun and shoots the other dead first?""Those games are too lame," Vincenzo said."How about this? I'll set the rules," Wade suggested slyly. If he lets Vincenzo set it, he knew that Vincenzo would make things hard and play tricks. This time, he will make sure he has the upper hand. "So what do you say? Sounds fair?" Wade's lips spreaded into a smile."Fair enough," Vincenzo resist the urge to kiss that fucking dimple off h
Wade almost fell into temptation, gazing into Vincenzo's eyes, being so close to him that it felt like he was getting burnt by his body temperature, but he managed to keep it in control. If something like this happens again, he doesn't think he can hold it together. His gaze somehow kept on circling on Vincenzo's lips. No, he was a bloodthirsty psychotic murderer. He killed many cops and people. Ha hates cops. Wade told himself. One day, he would put him behind bars and never see him again. He shouldn't be LIKE this. Wade knew what fucking thing he was feeling for that bastard. Wade has never questioned his sexuality before. Growing up, he found himself attracted to all the pretty girls and dudes in school, hanging around them and playing around. It was all casual flings between them. Could it really be that he liked... liked men? Wade hired an Uber and returned to the station, limping. Mark who has been looking and calling for him non stop ran to him the moment he spotted him. "
"Must be the work of some criminal. Look at the multiple bullet holes in his body. Someone must have been real angry with him," Mark shook his head. The docks have been cordoned off with police swarming the area. The manager and the workers were taken into custody and interrogated. "Well, you found him. Good job," the old police chief, Hampton came up behind and patted him on the shoulder."Yeah, thanks," Wade watched as the forensics and police covered the scene. Even though he found what his father demanded, the killer was still on the loose. Wade still didn't feel at ease or satisfied as if something was wrong. He wonder what his father will do after the secret behind Edward Mattson was revealed. That afternoon, Wade went back to the house. He rang the doorbell.The butler greeted him warmly, smiling brightly, his grey hair reflecting under the sunlight."Where's my dad?" "In the study room. He's been quiet the whole day. Let me prepare some food for you. You haven't been back
Wade then unzipped his pants. All he had to do was fuck Moana and cum in her. All he needed was physical touch, someone to touch his cock like what Vincenzo did, then everything will be okay. Moana shimmered out of her dress and stood bare before him. She looked shyly at him. He kissed her again, and again and again. But that electric feeling wasn't there. Fuck, how can he feel it again?Her body was indeed gorgeous. However, his cock didn't jump and neither did his heart beat faster. He didn't get that feeling, that certain feeling he felt when Vincenzo fucking Luciano touched him, kissed him and looked at him. Moana wrapped her hands around his cock and began to give him a handjob. She teased his balls and gave him a coy smile. "Wade, I want you," she purred. Wade opened his mouth but no words came out. Why was it so hard to tell her that he wanted her as well?Meanwhile, Vincenzo drove up to the house which was filled with laughter and music. He surveyed the area from afar. No W
"Ah-ha! I know that look. You DO have someone on your mind. Quick, tell me. Which lucky girl is it?" Jessica looked eager to dig out information.Wade felt his tongue stiffened. How was he supposed to tell her that the person who was constantly on his mind wasn't a girl? "I..I.. um... Not sure about it yet,"Her face sank. She looked at him like he was an idiot. "Are you kidding me? You're already constantly thinking about her and you say that you're not sure? Wade, honey, let me ask you a few questions. Does your skin heat up whenever she's near?""Um.. yeah," Wade nodded. "Okay. Do you feel your heart race when she touches you and your cock ache to feel her?" "Yes," Wade gulped. It sounded all positive. Jesus fucking Christ. "Have you kissed before?"He nodded. "Have you, you know, fuck her in bed or whatever?" "It's her who takes the initiative," Wade gulped, his chest feeling stuffy. Jessica's eyes widened. "Wow, she must be so energetic. And you done it a few times? Damn,
Vincenzo walked up the stairs, towards Wade, slowly, exuding an imposing aura. Wade didn't reply. He tried his best to mask his feelings, he didn't want to wear them on his face like he fucking every time did, yet he knew that he did. They stood there, unmoving, inches away from each other. It took Wade a lot of self-control to turn his gaze away from Vincenzo. He couldn't look at him any longer. One more minute and he would be doing some shit that he was sure he didn't regret but wanted to regret. After Wade left and slammed the door shut, Vincenzo stood on the staircase in silence. The shadows shrouded him like he belonged, the devil he was, dark and dangerous, wicked and bloodthirsty. He glanced up at Wade's room for some time before he left. The sun poured in through the window, casting fabulous golden rays. Wade glanced at his phone screen. Time to get up and to work. He tip toed cautiously downstairs.After what happened last night, Wade felt like he shouldn't be seeing Vin
The next day, Wade dragged his legs to the kitchen. His ass felt a little sore but not like the first time when Vincenzo penetrated his ass with his cock. He saw a note attached to a magnet on the fridge. Francesca had written a list of things they should do together. He groaned. She was definitely going to boss him around. Great. The thought of spending more time with Vincenzo brought goosebumps to him. That bastard will definitely not make things easy, jumping at him at every chance he gets. Besides, Wade had to check in for work. In the living room, he heard Francesca whining and acting spoilt. "Come on! It's called family bonding time. You never spent any time with me since I returned," Francesca whined. "Do I need to?" Vincenzo replied. "Don't go to the house yet," she was saying when she spotted Wade heading to the door. "Wade, where are you going? It's still early. You haven't eaten breakfast yet,""It's okay. I'm going to work," "Work? Can I come with you then? Vincenzo
"Oh, I fucking dare. How about a fist?" "What?" Wade looked confused. Then he realized where Vincenzo was looking at. He pulled the pillow over his lap, holding it tighter. Fisting? Oh my god! Vincenzo was going to fist his ass?! He never experienced such thing before. Then Vincenzo smirked and turned to Francesca. "Go get me some sauce,""Isn't there enough?" Francesca shot Vincenzo an angry look."There isn't," "Fine. You're so terrible," she grumbled, then got up and went into the kitchen. Wade finally realized why Vincenzo made that excuse. It was so that he could fuck him! "Damn you, aren't you fucking shameless?! I'll going to break that finger if it dares to touch me one more time!" Wade warned. "Dear, if cumming when I touched you isn't-""I am not! I'm straight! That was just an accident, that was because you seduced me!" Wade denied it. He denied that he felt oddly safe and comfortable with him, he denied that whenever Vincenzo fucking touched him, he felt like a stran
Mark thought he saw someone similar to Wade walk around the corner and disappear down an aisle. He followed but there was no one there. He strained his neck, surveying his surroundings when a hand clamped down on his shoulder, making him jump in fright. "Hey, Mark! What's up?" Wade appeared behind him, smiling. "You scared me! Jesus!" Mark calmed down within seconds and replied, "Nothing. Thought I saw you with a girl or something,""Are you kidding me? How could there be a girl? Do I have time for that?" Wade shot him a skeptical look. Mark laughed. "Yeah, you're the workaholic kind of person and you're not the shopping kind. What makes you finally want to dive in for a proper meal? I told you last time it was unhealthy but you didn't give a shit,""Just having a lot of free time lately. How's it going?" Wade made a casual talk with Mark."Like shit and hell mixed together. The old chief is looking for you. Told me to inform you to come tomorrow,""Bennett again. Alright," Wade w
Wade was adamant about opening the door while Vincenzo stopped him. He shot Vincenzo a suspicious look."Hey, Vincenzo! What are you doing?! Are you fucking planning on leaving me out here in the cold?" Francesca pounded on the door, livid."Huh, the young lady out there knows your name. Can I know what's your relationship with her? You didn't leave her out there after fucking her?" Wade tried to sound like he was teasing him but his voice came out more serious than he expected. Shit, why did he care about that?He shouldn't be giving a fuck with whom Vincenzo goes or fucks with. Sensing his questionable gaze, Vincenzo still didn't let him open the door.It wasn't until Wade approached him and pretended to kiss him that Vincenzo lost it. They were too close. Vincenzo could feel the heat rushing through his entire body just as Wade took the initiative. However... Their lips didn't to
"If you're stressed in the future, come to me," Vincenzo said."And what? We talk? You're not my colleague. That's impossible. I'll be revealing police secrets to you. I can't possibly share everything with you,""About your problems, not work," Vincenzo chuckled."Can you fix them? It's useless even if I tell you anyway," Wade laughed like he was making the most ridiculous joke. He would probably wave it off and forget it the next day."Well, can the alcohol fix them?""At least for the night," he shrugged."I can fix them all day and night," Vincenzo bragged.Wade stared at him, taking in his gorgeous face and eyes."How?"Vincenzo walked closer to him until his space was filled with nothing but everything Vincenzo. He occupied his five senses. All he could think about wa
"Remind me again why the heck am I living with a psycho Mafia killer?" Wade took up the offer however hard he tried to make himself reluctant. But he didn't feel like he was reluctant."Maybe because I'm charming," Vincenzo said, opening the front door and leading Wade in."Yeah, right. You're real charming," he replied sarcastically. He tossed his suitcase to one side and his bags onto the couch. Vincenzo gazed at the messy bags."Going to drink again? It's weekends," "Better than wasting my time here with you," Wade said. Vincenzo's lips quirked up. "Then why are you here?" He asked as if he knew the answer yet he just wanted to hear Wade's. Yeah, why was he here anyway? Wade had no answer to that. "I'm feeling comfortable here, that's all," Wade put on a nonchalant look and said. How could he tell him that he... he... missed him? Wade had brought along a bottle of whiskey he bought from Walmart. He popped the cap open and brought it to his lips. Just as he was about to drink, t