Vincenzo stood up to his full height and towered over Wade. "I didn't kill him," he said, gazing into his blue eyes. Silence erupted between them. It was broken by the ringing of the phone. Mark was calling him. Somehow, he believed Vincenzo. He didn't know why, but he felt it. Oh great, now he was starting to believe in criminals. "I need to go. Thanks... Uh... for the breakfast," Wade uttered.He felt like it was rude of him to just walk off without thanking him for the meal. Vincenzo watched Wade leave, staring at his firm ass with a smirk."What's up, Mark?" "Another case. Dead. Shot three times. The body's in the morgue," Mark said."These are the bullets found at the crime scene," Jenna showed him pictures of the bullets. Wade's eyes froze and he stiffened. Those were the same bullets as the one that killed Edward Mattson. They didn't get to do a proper autopsy on Edward Mattson because the higher ups took away his body and God knows where they buried it. "These seem like
"Why are you laughing? Shut up, asshole," Wade snapped."Don't worry," Vincenzo approached Wade, closing the distance between them. Wade moved backwards cautiously, eyes hazy and gazing up at him."What do y..you want?""I won't fuck you until you come to your senses. As much as I would like to see my cum spilling out of your tight ass, I rather you to be sober. That way, you can't deny that you like me in you, touching and fucking you no one can," Vincenzo's voice was low and husky, his warm breath tickling Wade's cheeks. Hearing the dirty words spoken to his ears, Wade shut his eyes, trying to squeeze out all the indecent thoughts he had been thinking about the past few days. He can't, he shouldn't, he wouldn't. But Vincenzo was pushing him to the edge, forcing him with that overwhelming scent of his. His stupid cologne that probably cost millions. Vincenzo caressed Wade's cheeks, his fingers trailed down to his neck where he found himself stroking it, forcing himself not to kiss
Shit! He checked his ass and found that they didn't do anything last night. Phew, what a relief. He was almost paranoid of it but a small part of him wished to feel Vincenzo in him again. However what shocked him the most when he woke up was that his entire apartment had been cleaned out. What the fuck??!! Did Vincenzo do this? "Shit!" Wade felt like he was in someone else's room. What a freak, coming in here, accompanying him to drink and then cleaning his apartment out. What was his motive? Annoying shit, Wade cursed. Luckily he didn't have anything confidential to criminals in his apartment. Or who knows what might happen?There was a sticky note stuck to his fridge. You're the annoying shit who can't take care of himselfHuh? Vincenzo had anticipated what he would say hence he wrote this. Wade chuckled, shaking his head as he left the note there and walked off into the kitchen. Then he realized that the bullet was missing. He sighed, realizing that he gave it to Vincenzo las
Wade didn't want Mark to know about what happened between him and Vincenzo so he quickly lied and asked him to get him a cup of coffee. Mark didn't suspect anything and did as he was told, leaving them alone. "Two people, gang members were killed and you happened to be around. Tell me that it wasn't a coincidence, Vincenzo,""You don't trust me that much, do you?" Vincenzo gazed at Wade."How am I supposed to trust someone like you?" Wade said. Those words somehow felt a little hurtful to Vincenzo. "To arrest me, you need evidence. Bring it out," the conversation between them turned sour. The sweetness and closeness they had last night vanished in the face of work and reality. Wade didn't have any evidence on him yet. If he throws Vincenzo in jail, maybe people might stop getting killed. But those two back there were criminals as well, they were probably part of his gang. "Your coffee, sir," the waiter placed the cup in front of him and walked off."I didn't order that,""I did. D
"Uh... Bad habit," Wade realized that the gap between them was huge. It was natural that Vincenzo had the mannerisms of a rich person while he was like a pauper. Nevertheless, he didn't feel like there was anything wrong because of the size of their wallets. Once he wiped Wade's hair, Vincenzo took out a hair dryer and began to blow dry his hair. "No need for that. I don't use hair dryers,""My house, my rules," Vincenzo stopped him from arguing. "Damn you, what other rules are there?" "A lot. You wanna hear?" That sounded scary like he was going to read a list of school rules, something that Wade hated since he always got into trouble with the principal during his school days. "Better not. Ignorance is bliss," Wade relaxed as Vincenzo ran his fingers through his hair, blowing dry it meticulously. Strange, his fingers felt somewhat comforting and soothing as they massage his scalp. "All done. If you wanna sleep, go to bed," "Bed? Wait, then are..." Wade turned around to face V
Seeing the fearsome Mafia King lie on the couch that didn't do justice to his height, he wanted to laugh. The room was illuminated by the silver moonlight that poured in through the windows. He could make out Vincenzo's high bridged noise and angular jaws. He felt an urge to trail his finger across his skin, to touch the lips that ravaged him like hell nights before, to trace his jaw and nose and the tattoo on his neck which he had recently become so obsessed about, to understand the man more, even though he knew he shouldn't. Damn, he even wanted to run his tongue along the pulse on his neck, to lick at that flesh.It took him a lot of self-control to pull away from Vincenzo and focus back on the task at hand. Watching him sleep seemed like a drug and a dream. Perhaps one that Wade didn't want to wake up from, but the thought of work snapped his dreams.He crept into another room and began searching the drawers and closet.&nbs
Vincenzo rested his chin on his shoulder and snuggled closer to him. At first, it felt odd and Wade had a hard time falling asleep. But after some time, Wade relaxed in his arms, nestling his head back onto Vincenzo's chest. Soon, he fell asleep.In the middle of the night, Vincenzo lifted his head a little and gazed at a sleeping Wade. He lifted a finger and touched his skin. Soft like a feather. Vincenzo never knew that one day he would yearn to touch someone's skin and hold them in his arms like this.Then, he pecked a soft kiss on Wade's forehead. He wanted to go for his lips, taste their softness and sweetness but he didn't want to wake him.The next morning, Wade yawned rubbing his tired eyes. He rolled over to the other side, then sat up, patting the space beside him. Vincenzo wasn't in bed.He refreshed himself in the bathroom and headed towards the kitchen. He found Vincenz
He was ignored by Vincenzo who was fiddling with his watch which looked like it was custom made with the latest technology. The police don't even have that technology. No wonder they could never catch him."What's that?" Wade asked, watching in amazement as a hologram popped out from the screen of the watch."Calling for a car,""I'll take an Uber. No thanks,""It's already here," Vincenzo said. A black car came into view outside the window. It was a self-driving car."Fine. Then I'll take it. You're really pushy, you know,"A soft chuckle escaped from Vincenzo's lips."Tonight, we...""We are still what we are," Wade quickly said. Vincenzo nodded.No matter what happens between them, they are still going to be at each others' throats. At least that was what Wade told h
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