Chapter 15 Luring him

"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 with this stranger in private. 

To be honest, she had never seen her boss talk or eat breakfast with someone. This was a first. 

Once the doors were shut, Wade thought that they would get down to real business. 

"Alright. Enough of the shitty talk. So what am I here? Your prisoner? Trophy? A toy for you to mock because I got fucking shot?" Wade asked. He ate his fill and then leaned back to have a serious conversation with Vincenzo.

"A trophy sounds interesting but I think pet would be much more melodical," Vincenzo bit into a toast. 

Pet? Wade didn't like the sound of that. Somehow thinking about being Vincenzo's pet brought a ridiculous image to his head. Wade, on his hands and knees on the floor with a collar around his neck. And he was near Luciano's...

Ugh! Wade didn't even want to think about it. 

"Just what ideas do you have in your head there, Luciano?" He put a hand on his forehead.

"A lot. You don't want to know. I rather you address me by my name,"

"Isn't your name Luciano?" Wade said defiantly. 

"My first name,"

"And if I refuse?"

"Then we have nothing to talk about," 

Wade thought for a few seconds before he said, "Vincenzo,"

Upon hearing his name being said by that pretty mouth, Vincenzo looked pleased. 

"I've finished my breakfast. Can I go?"

"No," 

"So I'm basically a prisoner here?" 

"What do you think?" Vincenzo seemed to be playing with him, enjoying watching his reactions and desperate attempts. 

"Fine. Since you're not to let me go, then I want to meet with Alvin Martinez,"

"Then we should make a deal. I can let you meet him. But you have to give me something in return. What can you give to me in return? Money? Power? I have everything I want in my hands. I don't make losing deals," 

Wade thought hard. What does he have that Vincenzo might want? Nothing. Because Vincenzo Luciano had everything in the world. 

As Wade was still contemplating his next moves, Vincenzo stood up and walked over to where Wade sat in his chair. He towered over him, leaning toward him, and reached a finger out, putting pressure on Wade's pink lips. 

Wade parted his lips unconsciously, staring up at the pair of dark eyes gazing intensely at him. 

"What if..." Vincenzo leaned in until their noses were only 1 CM away from one another. Wade felt his heart skip a beat and his cheeks heat up. 

"...what I want is you?" Vincenzo finished his sentence, his finger slid across Wade's lips in a seductive manner. 

Wade gasped, eyes widened as he tried to look away, tried to stop himself from heating up but none of that helped. He turned his head to the left, pulling away from Vincenzo, his Adam apple bobbing slightly. 

What the fuck? Why was he... he turned on by that?

"No," Wade said softly, his voice a little hoarse. 

"No, what?" Vincenzo didn't move from his spot.. He continues to stare at Wade. 

"No, I won't agree to that," Wade wanted to shout at him but he couldn't raise his voice. 

"Oh really?" Vincenzo grabbed Wade by the chin and forced him to look him in the eyes. 

Wade winced and tried to struggle. However, Vincenzo's other hand grab his collar, forcefully pulling him up. Before Wade could protest or curse him, Vincenzo crashed his lips down on his, possessively kissing Wade. 

Wade pushed him away, but Vincenzo caught his hands and with their lips still pressed together, pulled Wade up from his chair.

Their positions shifted. Vincenzo turned him around, pushed him against the table, causing the plates and spoons to rattle, and pinned both his hands over his head. 

Vincenzo kissed him deeper, his tongue sinking into Wade's sweet mouth. 

Wade clamped his teeth down with the intention to bite Vincenzo's tongue. But Vincenzo anticipated that move and nibbled on his lips instead, eliciting a soft gasp from Wade. Then Vincenzo broke the kiss, staring into Wade's eyes with lust and desire.

The pleasure from the kiss was too intense that Wade stopped struggling. It was unlike anything Wade had ever felt. In highschool, he had kissed his girlfriend but it didn't feel like this. With his heart threatening to fly out and flushed cheeks, Wade gazed back at Vincenzo.

Vincenzo's gaze felt on Wade's neck and throat. That fair smooth skin seemed to be tempting him, luring him into the throes of passion and desire. 

"Vincenzo..." 

Vincenzo bent down and nibbled on Wade's ear, his lips travelling down to Wade's neck where he trailed kisses. 

"No... Don't...," Wade tried to fight the desire blooming in his body but it didn't help with Vincenzo suddenly suckled on his collarbone.

Watching the man beneath him straining against his hold and breathing heavily, Vincenzo was delighted.