"Nik," Wade said, looking surprised.
"I didn't expect to see you here. Who's the cute lady?" Nicholas waved at Francesca. She waved back, smiling.
"A friend's sister. How's the business?" Wade was referring to the family's business.
Nicholas was Wade's cousin. The reason he had been called back from England was to discuss matters with the board of directors at Harrington Inc.
"Fine. But they prefer you over me. You're the one with the legitimate bloodline. I don't want to stand in for you, Wade. Why... why must you argue with him?" Nicholas let out a weary sigh. He looked like he was ready to land a fist in Wade's face.
"I'll go in first," Francesca said, sensing that they probably wanted to have this conversation in private.
Francesca peered out the window at Nicholas, scanning him from head to toe. He had an angular jaw, blue eyes, and blonde hair. He looke
"Here’s our chance! Go!" Marcello said excitedly. They walked toward the building. Alvin pressed a button on his watch, and Wade saw the red lights on the cameras go out.Amidst the chaos, Wade took the elevator up. He entered Agent Mackenzie’s office—the agent in charge of escorting Vincenzo.Wade began to wonder what made Vincenzo think that Greg was working with Dominic Luciano and had a connection to the FBI. Vincenzo seemed to know more than Wade.Wade was curious. What else did Vincenzo know but wasn’t telling him? When he was a kid, he had actually wanted to become an FBI agent. But he decided to be a cop to follow in his mother’s footsteps."Haven’t you noticed how adamant the FBI was about taking Vincenzo away? All their moves seemed calculated and well-coordinated. I’ve linked those photos together with their files. I even hacked into their computer
He always had this uncomfortable feeling like he was being watched by someone. Was it real or just part of his mind? Was he going mad? "You go first, Marcel,""Why? You're not coming?""I need to return to the station before that realize that I've been gone for forty minutes," "Okay," Marcello took the thumb drive and disappeared around the corner. "Wade...?" A voice struck Wade's heart. He whirled around and saw Nicholas standing before him, wearing a confused look. "Why are you everywhere Nik?" Wade sighed, displeasure crossed his face. He probably has heard him say those illegal shit. "I'm staying in this neighborhood. Don't get the wrong idea," Nicholas said, annoyed. "Did you just?" Nik smelt the smoke off Wade.He saw the news that the police station caught fire and now the FBI office was in trouble. He didn't much of it, thinking it was a normal thing, until he saw Wade, covered in what could be said as evidence. He even heard them talking about breaking into the FBI offi
Then he looked around at his men. No one seemed to be paying them any attention. Francesca was in the kitchen humming a song, Carlos was tucking Nicholas on the couch while Alvin was playing games on his phone. Marcello was reading some magazines. No one seemed to be paying them any attention. A smile spread across Vincenzo's lips. "Who's going to report us?""Argh," Wade knew that his men were loyal and wouldn't say a thing. Nevertheless, he was worried about it. What if one of the members who wasn't working for Vincenzo reported him to his father? "What do you want to eat?""Anything. It should be what you wanna eat. You have been in prison for some days. I reckon you are craving for something nice. Prison food is terribly horrible," Wade turned to the kitchen. Then he turned to the rest of Mafias. "Are you joining us?" "Nope! No, no," Marcello said. He wanted to give the two lovebirds time. "The both of you can go cuddle up somewhere. I'll take my leave,""I'll cook! And you'll
His hand slipped underneath Wade's waistband and found his cool cock. Wade shivered and gasped. Vincenzo ran his fingers along his length, pressing a finger across the slide."It'll be nice if you had a piercing on your nipples," Vincenzo murmured against Wade's lips."I'm afraid of the pain," Wade admitted, gazing up into his eyes."Let me kiss that pain away," he facepalmed Wade's cheeks. Wade nodded.After an hour and a half of tossing around in the bed, the two of them lay in bed together. Wade laid his head on Vincenzo's chest. The steady rise and fall of his chest made Wade relaxed. It has been a long time since he had a peaceful time like this."Vincenzo?""Hmm?""Nothing,""Nothing?""Just wanted to hear your voice," Wade admitted.&nb
"Oh really? How did you know that?" Vincenzo was surprised."I was wondering why the drugs in the city have gotten lower than before. I called Francesca and asked her. Thanks, Vincenzo," Wade said, looking touched."No need to thank me, amado. Everything I do is for you.""Why did you become a cop? Is it solely because of your mother?""Because I fucking hate crimes," Wade replied."But I do crime," Vincenzo said, casting a complicated look at him.."Crime, not you," Wade said. How could he hate the man who took away his pain, picked him up when he was at his lowest moment, and gave him the warmth he craved?"Then why did you become a Mafia member?""It runs in the family. I don’t get to choose where or when I was born,""If you had a chance, would you still choose to become a Mafia me
"Are you okay? I haven't been able to get in touch with you," Jessica said, looking worried. She watched Wade paced the room back and forth, reading heaps of files."I'm doing fine. Just busy.""You're always busy. Your cousin Nicholas came over and said hi.""Oh, what else did he say? Badmouth me behind my back?""No. He talked about the meetings and the board of directors. He doesn’t want the CEO seat," Jessica said. "That’s a lot of money sitting there. Plus, your father’s getting old. He’s desperate for a successor. It’s a family business after all."Wade stopped in his tracks and sighed. "Are you asking me to go back?""Why would I? That’s up to you. I was just thinking if the two of you could sit down peacefully and not claw at each other’s throats. But it looks impossible. I’m not going to bother ab
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
"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
"Kids. They grow up, discover the world out there, and... Change. They found themselves, their happiness,"Wade being gay meant that the family's business would have no heir. Heirs. That was what Henry wanted. He wanted to have grandkids. He wanted to teach all his life skills, knowledge and experience to someone. Unfortunately, the Gods weren't on his side. He experienced the loss of his wife. Therefore he was afraid to lose another loved one again. Hence he was strict and stern with Wade. He wanted to train him as the next heir to the Harrington empire. But that only destroyed whatever relationship the father and son had."Happiness..." Henry muttered."Master, forgive me for saying this. Everyone has a different form of happiness. Yours is fulfilling what your father entrusted to you and your wife's, he is living his dream. You did everything for the family and business, neglecting yourself and your
At the highest floor of the penthouse, near the pool, Vincenzo lay in a deckchair. He had made his boyfriend lie with him in that crowded space. Vincenzo kissed Wade on the lips, nibbling lightly."Your father...""I know," Vincenzo said.It was with him that Wade felt complete and whole. Without him, he would always feel like a part of him was missing. Perhaps Vincenzo was that missing part."He'll definitely do something. You broke the taboo," Wade said, looking worried."Worried about me? Hmm... This is all worth it," Vincenzo replied.Wade shook his head. He should have known better than to express his concern. Vincenzo would have something to brag about."I should really punch your arrogance off your face," Wade said.
"Hey, chief! Look who's back after a two-week-long vacation! Never thought you were the one who takes them, though," Mark said, slapping him on the shoulder. "I really needed a break. Nik has been bothering me like hell," Wade groaned. "So, what's the situation? I heard they caught a criminal from the Luciano family." "Alvin Martinez. The feds took him away." What does the FBI want with him? Wade wondered. How was he going to get him out? He could pay a visit to the FBI office under the guise of seeing his old classmate. Other than that, he couldn't think of any way to get Alvin out. At night, Wade crept into the prison. He stood looking at the cameras above their heads. Behind him, Lorenzo, the man Vincenzo had assigned to him, was typing on a device. He looked up and nodded to Wade. They walked deeper into the prison and found Alvin sitting there, leaning against the wall. "Alvin," Wade called in a hushed whisper. "It's dangerous here. What's up?" Alvin went over to th
"Stay away from my son," the middle-aged man warned. Finally, it dawned on Wade. He had seen this man's face in the files before. Salvatore Luciano. Vincenzo's father. "I would like to. But he wouldn't," Wade replied. He dared to talk back, though he feared for his life. He had heard things about him. "Then I will make him." "You're not respecting his choices. Is that how you treat your sons? Like what happened to Dominic?" Wade understood that Dominic, too, had craved his father's approval. But he had ventured off the path and become a bloodthirsty devil, consumed by thoughts of revenge. Salvatore's gaze darkened. He walked toward Wade. Every brain cell in Wade screamed at him to run and go along. But Wade refused. "Dominic is Dominic. Vincenzo is Vincenzo. Don't mix them up, cop," he spat, disdain and contempt written across his dark pupils. Wade shivered. He felt an invisible noose tighten around his neck. "Leave him. Or I'll make you." "And if I don't?" Wade questi
They stayed at the penthouse for a few days. Wade turned on the TV and watched the news."The feds have determined that the body belongs to the ex-chief, Bennett," the newscaster spoke. "A war between two gangs. One gang led by Dominic Luciano..."They had discovered the connections between Bennett and Dominic Luciano, throwing the entire city into panic and confusion. How they found out about that deep, dark secret was indeed a mystery. It was like someone had dug it out painstakingly and delivered it to the world on a platter."You have an insider in the feds?" Wade was surprised."Mmm..." Vincenzo nodded."God, you're letting me know your deep and dark secrets. Not afraid I'll tell on you?" Wade said."Would you?" Vincenzo pulled him onto his lap. Wade almost stumbled and lost his footing had it not been for Vincenzo steadying him by the waist. Their posit
"No, wait," Wade lowered his gun as he noticed that they were gunning down and hacking Dominic's people.Vincenzo stiffened. He glared at a middle-aged man with partially grey hair."What the fuck are you still doing here? The feds are on their way! Get the fuck out of here," the middle-aged man looked angry. Then he looked at Wade, disdain reflected in his pupils. Wade felt a little uncomfortable to be asserted by those eyes. He knew very well what type of person the man was. A killer.Somehow, Vincenzo obeyed the man without putting up a fight. He walked over, interlocking his fingers with Wade's, pulling him along. The middle-aged man scowled.The sound of sirens in the background was loud as they made their way to a car stashed near the bushes. Marcello was in the car."Where's Alvin?""Alvin... He... He went to distract the
Dominic had called the feds and cops. He wasn’t afraid of getting caught because he had connections with them. No wonder. Seeing his face twisting into rage, Dominic laughed."Perhaps you should think before you leap," a gun pressed against Dominic's head from behind, a cold voice resonating in the tense atmosphere.Dominic laughed, unfazed. "Alvin Martinez. How glad I am to meet you. I’ve heard things about you.""Shut it. Drop your weapon," Alvin ordered."Alvin! Where the hell did you come from? We were all so worried!" Marcello was surprised. Apparently, Marcello hadn’t stayed in his hiding place and had followed them upstairs."It’s no use. They’re on their way!" Dominic laughed even more as Alvin pressed the gun into his head."Your grandmother would be pleased," Dominic grinned. "Her grandson is so good! She’s too old to play with, perhaps the king of hell would like a taste of her."For a second there, Alvin wavered. "Touch her and—""And die? Hahaha, I’m already in your hands
Wade coughed, his vision turning blurrier and blurrier. He could hear Bennett laughing, his lips moving, saying something, but it wasn’t clear. His eyes drifted to a metal bar lying on the ground not far away.He strained, reached out, and his fingers wrapped around the cool metal surface. Then he swung it haphazardly at Bennett. The pressure on his neck was released, and Wade sucked in air, gasping. Making use of the momentum, he rolled over and slammed the bar down on Bennett. Bennett lodged kicks and punches into his stomach, knocking the air out of his lungs.He ignored the pain, anger fueling his hatred. How dare this bastard call his mother names?! Even if she wasn’t clean, she was a damn good mother who cared and fucking loved him like any other mother in the world. He slammed the bar down, again and again, lost in his anger and thoughts.Anger coursed through his veins, fueling his adrenaline as he raised the bar and brought it down on Bennett. All the words Bennett had said a
All heads turned to look up at the man who had spoken. He walked down the stairs, smirking coldly. Once Bennett saw him, he quickly moved over to his side. Wade recognized who that man was. They have been thrown into this situation thanks to him. He burned with every hatred of his fiber."Dominic Luciano," Marcello gripped his knives tighter. He was ready to back up Vincenzo and fight Dominic to the depths of hell. "Sorry, but I'm not going to give you an easy death. Say, let's have some fun, shall we?" Dominic gestured to his surroundings. More of his men poured in, holding various weapons, clubs, axes, maces, guns and hammers. "Fuck, we're screwed," Marcello sighed. They were outnumbered. Many of their men had fallen during the fight earlier. And where was the fuck is Alvin? He scanned their surroundings, even the ceiling. No Alvin."Damn bastard couldn't have run off on his own?" Carlos said, glaring at Dominic. "So your men run off? Hahaha, pathetic and expected of your pigs,"