"Ahhh! Who the hell are yo-" Wade jumped in fright. But when he saw the person who said it, he calmed down.
When he saw the man looking at him with a smug expression, Wade quickly made an excuse. "I'm lost. S…so I'm looking for the exit,"
"Didn't you leave here hours ago? Why are you back again… ?" The man closed in on Wade, pausing in his sentence to scan Wade's clothing. "In a waiter's uniform?"
Wade knew that his excuse has failed. What was he going to say? Was his identity blown?
"Missed me that much?" The mysterious man smirked.
"I..I..," Wade stuttered. With the way the man was looking at him, it looked as if he wanted to eat Wade up.
"Why don't you guess what's my purpose here?" Wade decided to play it smart. From the looks of it, the mysterious man wasn't a simple person either.
He could enter the highest floor of the nightclub and mingle with people like John Brandon, Wade began to suspect his identity.
"Oh, let me guess then. Is there a prize if I guess it correctly?" The man leaned in closer to Wade, towering over him.
Wade was considered tall at 5 feet 11 inches, much taller than the rest of his colleagues. He guessed that this mysterious man must be at least around 6 feet 1 or 2 inches. In comparison, his muscles were bigger than his, like a person who frequented the gym.
"Depends on my mood," Wade tried to calm himself down. The man was so near to him that he could feel the latter's warm breath on his cheeks.
Tension hung between the two men, the atmosphere seemed to get colder and colder as Wade stared into the man's dark eyes. Those deep dark eyes seemed like an abyss, pulling him in, calling out to him.
"You're afraid of being revealed, aren't you, little kitten? What if the real owner of this uniform arrives and ratted you out? Whatcha gonna do?" The man lifted a finger casually and drew a circle on Wade's chest, circling around the name tag - Joshua.
Wade pushed the man's hand away, laughing, "You won't reveal me,"
"Oh? Why are you so confident?"
"Because that's the prize. I win, you will keep your mouth shut and pretend that you didn't see me. If I lose, you can state your conditions. What are your conditions?" Wade moved backwards to create some distance between them.
The man's aura was suffocating and disturbing, almost affecting his thought process.
"Fine," the man rubbed his palms together in anticipation and grinned.
"I guess that your purpose here is to…," the man approached Wade once again, a smirk dancing on his thin lips, "To investigate something,"
"That's it?" Wade was almost fearful that he would have figured out his identity. But it turned out to be a simple guess? Phew! He could breathe an air of relief.
"That's not it,"
Wade looked at the man, wondering if this man had some ulterior motives. He watched cautiously as the man closed the distance between them and whispered to his ear.
"I know that you are investigating the missing person case of Edward Mattson,"
Wade's eyes widened, fists clenched. He slowly turned to look him in the eyes.
I have to take him down before he reveals my identity, Wade thought to himself.
"So you knew?" Wade laughed heartily to lighten the atmosphere.
"Does that mean I won?" The man casually ran a hand through his messy auburn hair.
Wade then noticed a tattoo on the man's neck. He felt like he had seen it before but couldn't remember where.
"Yeah. You're right," Wade smiled, "Oh look! A sexy girl behind you!" He shouted and pointed behind the man.
The man's eyes moved ever so slightly before Wade launched a sneak attack on him, trying to knock him out by attacking his neck.
However, the man caught Wade's hand in a strong iron grip, pushing Wade against the wall.
"What an old trick. A three year old child can do better," He chuckled darkly.
"At least it's not reserved for kids only," Wade taunted him and tried to attack his shin. The man dodged with ease and took out a knife.
"Oh, dear officer, would you like to play another game?" The Mafia asked, twirling a knife in his hands.
"Game? The only game I know it's sending you to jail," Wade sneakily took out the handcuffs from behind him. He leaped at the man, exchanging blows.
Wade snatched a glass from the counter and tossed it at the man who dodged it with ease. He picked up a few more glasses and a wine bottle, tossing it at the man. He saw his chance to attack the moment the mysterious man dodged the glass, face turned away.
Too slow, Wade laughed at him in his mind.
Just as Wade was about to handcuff him, the man knocked his wrist, kicking his shin hard.
The handcuffs fell to the floor. Wade tried to punch him and knock him out, however, the man was much faster than him. He grabbed hold of Wade's wrist. Wade attacked the side of his calf with his foot, but he anticipated that move and dodged it.
Wade has been attacking while the latter has been taking up a defensive stance. This time, the man switched from defensive to offensive! He landed a blow to Wade's stomach and grabbed hold of his other hand.
Suddenly before Wade knew it, he was spun around and pushed against the wall. He heard a clicking sound from behind, his eyes widening as he realized what it was.
Shit! Did this bastard just handcuffed him?!
"Hey! How dare you -"
"Handcuffed an officer?" The man laughed wickedly.
Wade's face paled and he froze. Fuck! This bastard tricked him!
"Officer," the man dragged his finger across Wade's lips seductively, "How dare you enter my territory without my permission?"
"Y-you," Wade's body shook with rage. Who was this man?! His fighting skills were obviously better than his, yet he had been pretending all along!
"You must be curious about me. Well then, let me tell you my name," His fingers caressed the curve in Wade's back, sending a shiver down his spine.
Wade felt something sinister and ominous creeping up his skin. He couldn't see the man's face but he could feel the increasing murderous aura in the air.
"My name is Vincenzo Luciano,"
Luciano??!! T..that Luciano??!! He was actually the world's….
"My name is Vincenzo Luciano,"Luciano??!! T..that Luciano??!! He was actually the world's….Wade felt goosebumps crawling up his skin. Vincenzo Luciano, the world's most powerful and wanted criminal, the enigmatic Mafia King, the one who has many gangs working under him, the one whom the FBI and Interpol don't dare to touch, that Vincenzo Luciano?Double shit! Wade only knew one thing at this moment. He was screwed! In his head, Wade was cursing himself for being stupid and clumsy. How could he not know that was Vincenzo Luciano?! This Luciano guy was the one the previous police chief and FBI had been trying to catch. So this was the big criminal that everyone failed to catch? If he could catch him and put him behind bars, then at least half the world would be rid of crime. The man laughed, amusement in his dark eyes. "Officer, you have fallen into my trap. Whatcha gonna do?" Vincenzo continue to let his fingers trailed down Wade's back.Wade shivered, his stomach squeezing on it
The whole place was plunged into darkness. Wade could still hear the panicky cries of the bar goers, chaotic footsteps and what seemed like people knocking over furniture. What was more important was that he couldn't hear him. He couldn't hear Vincenzo Luciano. His eyes slowly adjusted to the dark, squinting as he tried to detect Vincenzo. However in the next second just as he detected him, Wade's mouth was covered by a large hand and he was pulled into the darkness, until his back hit the wall. Wade gasped. He pulled the hand away from his mouth and scolded, "Hey! Luciano, no games here! If you want to fight, let's do it fair and square. Attacking me in the dark, what kind of gentleman are you?"By now, Wade's eyes have fully adjusted to the dark. He saw Vincenzo Luciano standing in front of him. Wade was cautious, on high alert. What was Vincenzo up to and who was the one shooting in the bar? "Fair and square? You lot aren't what you preach. Hypocrite," Vincenzo said in a low vo
"So you liked to be cuffed," Vincenzo smirked. Why did that sound so weird and something like those seen in BDSM practices? Wade wanted to punch that smirk off his face. "You have weird ideas. Behind you!" Wade snatched up a bottle and flung it at an assassin who was creeping up behind Vincenzo. "You saved me. I didn't expect that," Vincenzo gave the knocked out assassin a casual glance as if it wasn't a threat at all. "No, you did it on purpose. You probably want me to save your ass so that you'll claim I'm your accomplice and send me to jail, won't it?" "You think too lowly of me," Wade didn't enjoy how their conversation always ended up going in circles. What a smarty pants, Wade snorted inwardly. "Then why don't you kill me, put an end to me? I've seen you and I'm not going to let criminals go scot-free in front of my eyes," Wade said."Killing you is too easy. I rather....," Vincenzo walked towards Wade. This time Wade didn't retreat. He stood his ground and glared straig
"Sure," Wade smiled, brushing aside his hair. The wind blew around them, parting Vincenzo's hair to one side that it fell over his face in a messy style. The look he had, however, made Wade felt like he couldn't take his eyes off the man standing before him. Wade had a sudden urge to reach out and brush the hair off Vincenzo's forehead.But Wade resisted that stupid impulsive urge and turned to leave, forcing his eyes to look away from that bastard."In jail," Wade added and strode off, disappearing into the dark. He watched as the police officer disappeared from sight, admiring his figure. He wasn't mistaken. It was him. After Wade left, Vincenzo wiped the corner of his lips and looked down at his fingers. There was some blood but he didn't mind. He chuckled to himself. That police chief was the most interesting one he had ever met. The next morning, Wade woke up from his short sleep and checked his phone. Mark had sent him some text messages about the case. He had gotten all the
Wade went to the café downtown to get a cup of coffee to energize his brain. His father called again this morning and all that ever talked about was Henry's scoldings and how incompetent of a police chief he was. "The usual, please," Wade said to the waitress who nodded and gave him a pleasant smile.The bell hung above the door rang and an overbearing presence walked in. The waitress stood staring at the newcomer for ten seconds, mouth hung open before she quickly rushed into the kitchen, her face red. Wade, a little curious as to the waitress's reactions, turned and casually glanced at the newcomer. His eyes widened upon seeing the man from last night.Luciano. Their gazes met, with Wade feeling slightly uneasy. Scorching, burning, seering intense gaze as if Luciano wanted to uncover him and strip him naked."Having a good time, officer?" Vincenzo walked over to where he sat and took a seat right beside him. "Just a little peaceful before you showed your face here," Wade replied
Wade quickly pulled his hand away from him and sipped his coffee, no longer sparing Luciano a glance. Damnit! What is wrong with me?! Why did I... I almost do such a thing?! Wade scolded himself. What the fuck was he thinking when he looked into Vincenzo's eyes just now? Hell no, Vincenzo will be the last one on earth he'll ever think of bedding. How could he feel that way towards him? He was a man for god's sake! While Wade was battling with his mind, Vincenzo sneaked a glance at him, amusement in his eyes. "You still haven't answered my question," Vincenzo said. Wade took a deep breath and exhaled. "Why are you interested in my answer? I just want to bring justice to his family since they pleaded to me," "Justice..." Vincenzo scoffed at the word. "Do you really believe in justice?""Of course! One day, Luciano, I'm going to burst your ass and kick it to jail," Wade said. "Then I'll be waiting for you to burst my ass, Wade," Vincenzo tilted his head to one side, his neck and
Wade checked his watch. 12 pm. Exactly midnight. He scanned his surroundings, squinting in the dark before he heard footsteps behind him. Wade turned around.A dark figure walked out from the shadow, approaching him. The night was dark but from the lights from the nearby buildings, Wade could make out the shape of the person in front of him. Male, taller than him, and stronger too. There was something about this person that Wade couldn't quite put it. He had a feeling in his gut that something wasn't right."Hey, what's up for dinner?" Wade said the code word, one hand tucked in his trousers pocket casually. "Cheese and hamburger," the contact replied in a gruff voice. "Alright. You sure are full on that one, huh?"The man nodded."You got what I wanted? Hand it over," Wade suppressed a down frown and pressed a button on a small device that was in his pocket before he pulled his hand out, acting cool.There was a slight hesitation from the contact. He then took out a small thumb dr
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 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