All Chapters of My Dad's Mafia Bestfriend : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

GregThe next two days were used to avoid the asshole.Working late, going to the institute for my project with Mike, and sleeping once I got home.I didn't spend more time than was necessary in the living room or kitchen and always made sure to stay confined in my room or workshop when I wasn't sleeping.God, I still haven't figured out what I'm going to do with the machine.Anyway, Mike and I presented our design for the classy and elegant dress for the summer project the next day, being a Saturday, and the professor inspected our work."Thin straps, open back, and a waist cut. Well, first I'll commend the choice of material. Silk. It's perfect for summer. Then we come to the designs. The ropes across the back, not too much. Shows off the back prettily. The strap. Great. The hem. Uneven. Okay. The waist cut. No."That had actually been a mistake that we ended up turning into a waist cut."Overall, I'll give you eighty percent. It's good, but you could have done better. Next."We sat

GregFuck!Fuck!!Fuck!!!I hate myself.Like my whole existence, because tell me why I did that with Kael yesterday.Seducing him, masturbating in front of him, then proceeding to do... whatever it was that I did with him last night.Arghhh!It would have been better if I woke up without a memory or something because I couldn't be more embarrassed.Then I had to go sneak out of the house like I was a thief or imposter.He is the imposter.I held my head in my hands and tried not to hit it on the wall in embarrassment.At this point, it'll just be better to act like it never happened or be nonchalant because that's the only way I'll be able to face him again.Ugh.I sighed."Okay, are you planning to sleep in there or what?" I jolted from my reverie when Lyra's voice filtered through the door of the dressing room where I was in.Oh, right."I'm coming out."I adjusted the shirt that she and Bella had both picked out for me for my date with Jeremiah later that evening and stepped out

KaelI took out the phone and adjusted myself in the corner where I was before I dialed a number.It was already 1 am in the morning, five hours after I first called Adrian, and he picked up on the second ring."Any news?" I asked."He didn't spill. Dante reported."I breathed a sigh of relief.I hadn't been expecting him to snitch anyway, considering the fact that he kept me hidden for a few weeks, but the news that he didn't still kept me at ease."We're going to have to move things up. 10 am instead of 5 pm.""Okay."He cut the call, and I dismantled the phone before leaning back against the wall of the abandoned building where I was."Fuck!" I cursed and moved into the shadow when a patrol car passed by the building, startling me, and I took multiple deep breaths.Just a few more hours.UghFuck the lady who came in at that time.Who was she?A relative?She had looked quite familiar to Greg.I sighed and wished I had a cigarette or alcohol to drink now.It'll help in calming me d

Greg"Yes." I leaned against the alley wall and tucked my hand into my pockets."We had a talk about this, didn't we?""That was before you decided to marry her to a sexual assaulter.""Who?""Romeo or whatever his name is."I've never really liked the guy, even back then when I was still in the closet.""She's just saying that to get out of the arrangement. He didn't assault her. She must just have misunderstood. He's the bishop's son, for crying out loud.""Which doesn't make him a saint. I can't believe you're taking his word over your daughter's.""That's not the point. Her staying with you will destroy her life.""Why? Because I'm gay."He went silent for a while, probably fuming that the son he had raised for seventeen years said that 'abomination.'"Send her back home while I'm still lenient.""And what will you do if I don't?"He scoffed, "Like you have any chance against me. I could literally destroy your life with a single call, so you should be grateful I decided to leave y

GregHe looked quite different now.The facial hair, the short blonde—wait, he went blonde?—and then there was the hoodie that was covering his face, but his eyes remained the same.Those brown eyes that always seemed to pull me in.I gasped in surprise when he suddenly sealed my lips with his with no warning."What are you doing?" I managed to ask when I pushed him back for a second, and he used one hand to pin my hands to the wall before slipping his second into my trousers."Reminding you who you begged to fuck your ass the other day."I bit my lips and squirmed when his fingers grazed my dick, but before I could get another word out, he claimed my lips with his and basically devoured it.Tongue intertwining, lips biting, everything and the taste.God, he tasted like whiskey, or was that vodka?Bitter yet addictive.He must be drunk."Fuck!" I moaned and arched my back when he suddenly pulled my dick out of my pants and squeezed the head."See you all dripping and wet," he scooped