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
Vincenzo observed him and Wade knew that he must have given himself away. He couldn't do this if Vincenzo kept on getting under his skin, pushing every one of his buttons so easily just by being near him."I was just teasing you. Your temper is quite short recently,""Fine," Wade sighed. "I'm stressed. Okay? Stressed about work? Crime is getting really bad and I have to run from A to B and solve them all, do justice. What do you think?""So you came to see me to relieve your stress. How nice of you," Vincenzo reached a hand out and caressed Wade's cheeks.Wade wanted to swipe his hand away but the warm comfort that he gave to him made him destroy that thought. Instead, he relished in it. No one has touched him like this, not even his ex-girlfriend.No one could ever make him feel like this, only him. He stared back into those deep dark eyes that seem
"Dominic Luciano,""Who the fuck is that?" Wade took out his gun and waited for an opportunity. The only escape was either the fire escape or the back entrance. "Half brother,""Siblings rivalry," Wade remarked."I don't consider him as one. He never treats Francesca like one,"Wade supposed Francesca was the name of his sister. Seeing how vicious this Dominic Luciano is, he bet he must have treated Francesca like shit. Odd but Wade found himself wanting to meet Vincenzo's sister. To be honest, he has never heard of Dominic Luciano before. The guy must have kept himself low profile and avoided being in the headlines, unlike Vincenzo who did everything openly and admitted to whatever crime he did.On that thought, Wade began to wonder whether what Vincenzo said to him before was true. Great, he was starting to believe a criminal. He shouldn't, all criminals were liars and dirty bastards with their hands stained in blood. He knew that Vincenzo probably killed a lot of people with thos
"Why would I shoot myself in the foot?" Vincenzo replied, gazing at him with all manner of seriousness. "Of course you wouldn't. But what I need are answers, Vincenzo. Not empty talk. How could I know that I can trust you?" He glanced at him, biting on his lips. Why did he want to trust Vincenzo? What the fuck was happening to his logic and morals?Vincenzo didn't say a thing. A few seconds later he replied. "Then let's make a deal,"“What deal?” Wade glared at him through the mirror. Can a deal really solve the trust issues between them?They were currently cramped up in the closet with a few pieces of clothing hanging from the hangers. It was a miracle that both of them could fit in. Vincenzo Luciano’s chest was pressed against Wade's back. Wade could feel the warmth from Vincenzo against his skin as the tension in the air started to increase. It wasn't because they were hiding from enemies, it was because he was too close to this jerk. Too close, too close! They were being chase
"N-no, there's still people out there l..looking for us," Wade tried his best to regain his sanity, to fight back against this feeling but all was no use when his hand stroked his cock. "Open your eyes," he demanded. "No," Wade had his eyes shut, unwilling to look at the sorry state of himself. "Do it now. I don't like to repeat myself,"Wade opened his eyes and saw in the mirror, the marks on his skin, Vincenzo's fingers caressing his body and nipples, his other hand stroking his cock that was starting to become bigger and bigger. Vincenzo wanted Wade to see everything, to see the way he reacted when he touched him. What he saw turned Wade on more. Cheeks flushed and his cock turning harder and harder, Wade turned away from the mirror, chest heaving up and down. Vincenzo righted his chin and forced him to look at it. Then Vincenzo slipped a finger into his mouth, leaving his tongue with no space to hide. Tears slipped out of the corner of his eyes as Wade relished in this shamef
"The crime here has gotten so bad. Maybe it's just some gang fight or what but the killings don't match. I dunno, someone is giving them normal peeps guns and weapons, giving them things they shouldn't have to go around and kill people. We need to find the source. They are untraceable. Moreover, the old chief has something to say to you,"In the next few days, Wade didn't see Vincenzo around. He busied himself from rushing here and there, from Manhattan to Chicago to LA. He never stayed in one place for too long. A few cases popped up randomly here and there. Since they looked like they were linked to one another by some similarities, the cases were given to him. Greg, Mark and a few police officers saw no end to it, rushing their asses back and forth alongside Wade. At the end of the day, they got their much-deserved rest. "See you tomorrow. Remember to sleep, okay?" Mark yawned. "I will. We'll celebrate when this case is over. Everyone needs some well-deserved rest," Wade patted
Vincenzo wanted to be the only one who claimed Wade as his, including his tongue. He was jealous over that mention of a tongue? Possessive bastard, Wade thought."Why don't you work as an FBI agent? With your qualifications, I'm sure you'll be able to enroll. The salary is higher too. You won't have to suffer.""Wait, work as an FBI agent? Won't I be catching your ass every day?""A crooked one," Vincenzo suggested with a naughty smirk."Oh god, just how dangerous is that?" Wade groaned. He knew what Vincenzo was up to. Instead of catching him or fighting him, Vincenzo was probably going to flirt or fuck him to death."I'm not taking your suggestions. You're such a bad influence," Wade harrumphed. "How's your arm?""Getting better. As long as you kiss me.""Don't start. I know your tricks.""I got you a little gift," Vincenzo said, pushing a box across the table. Then he sipped his wine, casting a sidelong glance at Wade."What's this? Another prank?" Wade looked at him suspiciously.
Wade's ears burned at those words. "Fuck, I've never been to one of those. I don't dare to step into one either. You seemed... like you've gone there before,"He pictured Vincenzo walking into a sex toy shop with someone else. A wave of jealousy washed over him. "Of course. I pictured buying those toys and sticking them into your tight ass, and a plug to keep my cum into your tight hole,"Wade's cheeks burned even more. His cock was starting to get hard just from hearing those dirty words. They walked into a sex shop. Wade didn't want to be seen together with Vincenzo, feeling shy all of a sudden. What the hell was he doing here anyway? He never sets foot into something as ridiculous as this. A woman in a black and white uniform walked up to them. "Hello! How can I help you and your....?" She peered behind Vincenzo's back. If he wasn't in public, Vincenzo would have jutted a knife in her neck for looking at his boyfriend. But he had to put on a nice expression in public. "We'll ta
Wade came home, carrying a few bags of groceries. He dumped everything into the fridge and went to search for Vincenzo."Hey, I’m going to cook dinner. Don’t blame me if you get diarrhea!" he called.Vincenzo emerged from upstairs, all dressed up in a suit. He fixed his tie and cuffs.Dressed like a businessman, Wade couldn’t keep his eyes off him. Even in proper clothing, Vincenzo was hot as fuck."Let’s skip the cooking. Go on a date,""Well, I’ve never been out on a proper date," Wade said, suddenly feeling nervous."Then it’s a first. Get dressed up. I’m not in the mood for diarrhea tonight,"Wade realized that he didn’t have many clothes. All he had were normal T-shirts and sweaters—nothing attractive or matching with Vincenzo. They were indeed worlds apart.H
After stitching Vincenzo up, Marianna gave some instructions on how to care for his wound. She made sure Wade jotted them down.Wade had a notepad and pen in his hands. He followed her back and forth while she spoke, as if she were giving a lecture in class."He has a tendency to split open his wounds before they heal. Keep an eye on your boyfriend. Oh, and," she pulled Wade to the side and whispered, "He likes—"She patted his shoulders and headed toward the door. "Don’t need to see me out. I know the door very well.""You seem close," Wade said. He watched her leave and decided he might like this doctor."She’s the gang doctor, coming over every now and then when one of us cracks a bone," Vincenzo explained."I’m going to order some takeout," Wade said.Perhaps one day he should learn how to cook. The food arrive
"Shit! What a perfect way to wipe out all the evidence," He was sure that by the next morning, there would be news claiming a gas spill or someone smoking at the factory had caused it to blow up. His gaze fell on Vincenzo's injured arm. Fuck, Vincenzo needed medical attention right away.Wade didn’t dare take him to the hospital for fear of being recognized. So he brought him back home and looked for the first aid kit."Where’s the damn kit?""I don’t know.""What?! You’re bleeding out here, and you don’t even know where it is?!""How would I know? I’ve never been shot many times before. I was always careful," Vincenzo shrugged weakly. Wade looked away from him, guilt creeping into his chest. Careful. Until he met me."I’m calling the doc," Wade said, frustration spilling out. His boyfriend was bleeding out, and yet he was so damn calm. Honestly, things like death freaked Wade out. They made him feel powerless and useless—a feeling he hated and despised."No.""Yes. We are calling the
Wade never expected that the man who had taught him this and that since the day he joined the police turned out to be the one behind all of this. Then what was the relationship between them? Did Bennett count it as nothing but a façade?Memories of him and Bennett laughing, celebrating, and drinking together resurfaced. Wade didn’t know what to make of it. Bennett was clean! Spotless! Wasn’t his record clear as day?! How could this have happened?As much as he didn’t want to admit it, he knew that he had been lied to and cheated by Bennett. He was used and made a fool of. Anger swelled in his chest, but he could only swallow it down. Now, his lover’s life was on the line. Benefits. What benefits did Dominic offer him?If Bennett was here, then their lives were in huge trouble. It was possible that Dominic was on the way.What did Bennett have to do with Gordon? Vincenzo wondered."What are you to Gordon?" Vincenzo asked.Bennett had a cocky look as he looked him over."Want to know? I
Wasn’t that Bennett’s voice? But what was he doing here? Undercover like him?Vincenzo froze. His hand tightened its hold on Wade’s, reluctant to let go. However, Wade pulled his hand out of Vincenzo’s."Who are you?" Wade asked, caution laced in his tone. Vincenzo gripped the knife hidden underneath his jacket."Wade?" Bennett was surprised. Wade turned around and came face-to-face with the old chief."Bennett, why are you here?!" From surprise to shock to happiness flashed across his eyes.Bennett’s eyes floated over to Vincenzo, and they widened in fear. He raised his gun at Vincenzo, scowling."Wait, no! He's with me. Bennett, please put your gun down," Wade stood between them, a hand reached out to calm Bennett down."Isn’t he in prison? What the fuck is he doing here?!" Bennett glared at Vincenzo.
"Isn't that true?" Wade cocked an eyebrow."Untrue," Vincenzo grabbed him and pressed him against the wall."Shit, what are you doing? Not here! Why can't you keep your hands to yourself?""Says the one who has been seducing me right from the start," Vincenzo breathed against Wade's cheeks and ears, causing his heart to jump wildly in his chest."Honeydew, I can order you around as much as I want, and you're gonna listen, is that clear?"Wade took a deep breath to calm his racing heart. Vincenzo always had some kind of magical effect on him. Every time he was near, it made him feel like he could drop everything he was doing and rush to him, hold him, hug him, and stay with him."In private, yes. But I'll bite, and you don't want to know how hard I can bite," Wade said, warning him.However, Vincenzo looked pleased. "Then bite me. Bite me
They crept together into the factory."Are we working together, or...""Don’t disturb me, or ruin my plans," Wade said."I think you’d better return," Vincenzo latched onto his wrist."Why?""It’s dangerous, I don’t want you to get hurt."Wade jerked his hand out of Vincenzo’s grip and glared at him."I’m doing this,""You don’t have to prove yourself to anyone anymore. I know you’re capable, baby. Your father doesn’t appreciate you, but I do,"Hearing that, tears stung his eyes. Wade took a deep breath."It’s not about proving myself to anyone. It’s about justice,""Are you sure?""We can work together," Wade nodded."Huh, pretty coming out of your