All Chapters of No Way ! Mafia Again ?!: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Dean felt the man's kisses gradually move upward to his jawbone and ear as Dean unconsciously turned his head to meet that kiss, accepting the other man's fondling of his tongue and invasion of his mouth. His moans didn't stop with that kiss and became more frequent.Dean's lust was aroused. Seeing the other man still hovering out there, he got antsy and stepped back a little, thinking he could start to connect, but what he got in return was a rubbing of both hips, the next thing he knew the sides were spread apart and a wet feeling, not like an intimate connection or a negative distance eve, instead the thing was flexible.As soon as the man's tongue entered, Dean felt like he was going crazy, not because of the urgency inside, but because of the teasing of that flexible tongue. Dean who was ready for the next step, felt an even greater itch there, and the desire for connection grew stronger.The man bent over; his hands cuffed around the base of Dean's thighs to prevent him from esc

“Dean, my dad is forcing me into another blind date!” Leo’s voice carried a hint of despair. “In a fit of frustration, I came out to him—I told him I’m gay. And now he’s furious, completely losing it, and demanding that I get married. He refuses to listen to anything I say. I don’t know what to do anymore.” From the tone of Leo’s voice, Dean could easily imagine the helplessness he must be feeling.Taking a deep breath, Dean glanced at the man beside him, who was casually rifling through his suitcase. “Leo, I understand how you feel,” he said calmly. “Have you tried asking Damon for help?”“I did,” Leo replied, his voice tinged with disappointment and helplessness. “But he just brushed me off, and now he won’t even pick up my calls. That’s why I had no choice but to come to you.”Dean fell silent for a moment, his thoughts churning as he cast another glance at the man beside him. Could the reason Damon wasn’t answering Leo’s calls be tied to him? After all, they had just spent time to

Damon knew all too well the false charm Chen could project, and he was certain his twin would resort to any means to win. The mere thought of losing Dean, of handing him over to Chen, was intolerable. Determined to make things right, Damon leaned closer, his voice soft and soothing as he continued to explain.“Haven’t I already shown you how much you mean to me? I’ve been different with you, haven’t I?” he said, his tone a mix of urgency and tenderness. “It’s just that I missed you so much after not seeing you for those few days. That’s all it was—I missed you terribly.”Brimming with sincerity, his eyes sought to reassure Dean, his words a gentle attempt to bridge the rift between them.Dean finally turned around, his emotions overflowing as he began to pound on Damon’s chest. “Do you know how much it hurt last night?” he cried, his voice trembling with suppressed tears. “You used to be so gentle with me, always making sure I was ready, taking your time. I was genuinely grateful for

Dean frowned in thought, clearly aware that search engines could only take him so far. Despite the internet being flooded with reports and rumors about these gangs, he understood that the truth often lay hidden beneath layers of speculation and misinformation. While the Dragon Gang seemed to operate on the same tier as the Cobra Gang, Shark Gang, and Golden Eagle Gang, its reputation didn’t align with what he had observed firsthand. This stark discrepancy left Dean more puzzled and uneasy than before.He knew all too well that if he truly wanted to uncover the truth about Chen Dankworth’s background, relying solely on internet searches would be futile. The information online was chaotic, riddled with inconsistencies, and shrouded in half-truths. The real secrets—the ones that mattered—would never be laid bare for public consumption. To get closer to the heart of the matter, Dean realized he would need to find those who truly understood the shadowy underworld: people who lived and brea

Damon stood frozen in place, listening to every word Dean uttered. A whirlwind of emotions surged within him, growing more complex with each passing moment. Dean's anguish and heartfelt confession left him utterly stunned—he had never imagined that Dean's love for him could run so deep, nor that it could come entwined with guilt and pain. The anger Damon had harbored began to dissolve, replaced by an unfamiliar yet overwhelming sense of remorse and tenderness. He was at a loss, caught in the grip of his own inner conflict.Instinctively, Damon stepped forward, his resolve firm as he pulled the shattered Dean into an unyielding embrace. Though Dean struggled against him, Damon refused to let go, his only focus on holding him close, as if anchoring him in a world that threatened to collapse. He could feel the faint tremors coursing through Dean's body, each one betraying the depth of his grief. A wave of protectiveness surged through Damon, compelling him to lower his head and press a g