All Chapters of To Kiss My Enemy : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Wade's stomach tensed, gasping and whimpering lightly. Vincenzo had never expected that he would actually fuck the cop who wanted to put him behind bars. He inserted a fourth finger into Wade's tight hole, applying pressure on his prostate, caressing it lightly before he pulled out. He repeated the motion over and over again, until Wade became impatient. "Please..." Wade's voice was low and needy. His head was foggy and all he could think about was the pleasure, that oddly pleasant feeling.However, Vincenzo had other ideas. He wanted to hear him beg, to see him break under him and admit that he liked it when he fucked him. He smirked, watching in amusement as the cop was reduced to nothing but a desperate needy man. "You're really fucking tight. Haven't done it in a while, huh?" He didn't want Wade to cum so fast so he pulled his fingers out of his hole, inserting them at the entrance only, watching Wade's back muscle tensed. Wade's hole clenched around his fingers desperately. H

"Get the fuck out of my head!" Wade yelled.  "Excuse me?" The waiter looked at him, wide-eyed.  "Nothing. Having a bad day," Wade gave a weak smile and took out his phone.  He saw he had a new text message from an unsaved contact.  He tapped it open and read it.  I have photos of you last night . Wade's eyes almost popped out as he yelled. What the fuck!?  Last night? He and Vincenzo... His face burned red and he slammed a fist on the table.  Damn you, Vincenzo! The only one able to take photos of him was the Mafia King himself. He was trying to blackmail him!  Wade typed back, tapping furiously onto the screen.  Where the fuck are you and what do you want?  To see you. A reply came alm

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

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

"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