All Chapters of The Mafia's Boy Toy: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Salvatore’s POV;I walk into Vanessa’s room and find David holding her hand. She looks so small. Smaller than expected. Even though she is bald and looks pale, she is still a beautiful child. I watch her eyes light up when she sees me, and for some reason, the sight thaws a part of something that has been frozen inside me for a very long time.“Are you my brother's boss? “She questions, and I look at David who now has his eyes glued to me.“You’re so handsome! Are you real? “She exclaims, and I can’t help but smile at her. Despite the troubles she’s facing, she is still such a ray of sunshine. Now I understand why David loves her so much. I walk over to her bed, and she reaches for me. I take her small hand in my relatively massive one. It feels like if I dare to squeeze, I’ll break her. I look up and find David watching me closely. If I even accidentally brought her any harm, he would launch at me. She is currently the most important thing in his life, and their bond is quite beautif

David;I keep rubbing my thumbs against each other as my thoughts race. I can not for the life of me get what happened in the elevator out of my mind. This man is driving me insane! I can never predict him. Never tell his next move. I hardly ever know what he’s thinking, and yet he seems to know me so well. I refrain from reaching up to touch my lips as I remember the kiss. I… Liked it. I actually liked it. What is this? Is it a spell? Is… this doesn’t seem real. It makes no sense. Am I saying it takes just two days for me to cave?I come back to earth when he starts pulling off his suit, and I turn to him. He peels it off, then his inner jacket, and unbuttons the first few buttons of his shirt. Revealing the simple gold chain around his neck. I hold my breath as I watch him roll up his sleeves. Revealing the beautiful dragon spiralled along his left arm. He takes out the band in his hair and runs his finger through the luscious lock as he rolls his head back.Perfect. The one word tha

Salvatore:He… Had a crush on Desmond??? I... Desmond was me. Desmond is the identity I took up to stay hidden, back them. He liked me then? He never showed it. I could never tell…How am I just realizing this now??I come back to earth when he buries his face in my stomach, and I look down at the sleeping young man. He looks so peaceful asleep. So delicate. But he is smart as hell. I can not believe that he was able to hide this from me. Me! I am good with people mentally, so how? How did I miss this much?I smile at him as I move into a comfortable position and adjust him so his head is resting on my lap. I like it when you kiss me.The words replay in my mind as I stare at his sealed lips, and I almost laugh at all the thoughts running excited marathons in my head. Here I was trying to get him to surrender himself, and I get to find out that he just may have wanted me for as long as I’ve wanted him. Will he remember all this when he wakes up? This is going to be fun.I stiffen when

David;“Ugh… “I groan in thick exhaustion as I rub my eyes. They feel incredibly heavy and difficult to open. I slowly pull them open, and when my eyes land on the sparkly chandelier above me, my brain registers the headache in my head. My head feels so heavy, it seems lifting it would be difficult. My mouth is bitter and feels like sandpaper. I feel like shit. And I need to peep…. And maybe puke?I groan as I pull myself into a sitting position and hold my throbbing head.“How much did I drink…? “I mutter as I try to find some relief from this intense headache, and that’s when I hear his voice. “A lot. “I look up in alarm, and he’s standing there beside the door. I groan as the sudden movement makes me feel nauseous. So, I stop and keep my eyes on him. Scared of agitating my system anymore. He’s in grey sweatpants and a white singlet that shows off his build and tattoos. His hair is down and frames his face. He looks like a hot mess. The most casual I’ve ever seen him.I watch him

David;Salvatore looks at me over his cup, and I clench my teeth tighter. Any tighter, and I might shatter my jaw. So, this is how he wants to play? Fine! I look away from him, and finally, maids pour into the room. They spread food all over the table, and I let my mind indulge in the smell of sweet food to distract myself from the blinding rage I’m feeling. There are croissants & brioche, fruit platter, fruit juice, coffee, and… I feel a sudden burst of excitement when I see it, and suddenly some of my anger vanishes. Chocolate cake!My mouth begins to water and I begin to search my mind for the last time I ate chocolate cake. It’s been so long since I had it. I watch from under my lashes as Salvatore fills his plate with a few pastries and fills his cup with more tea. Lucas begins to reach for the chocolate cake, and my heart veins to thud in annoyance. I swear to God, if he touches that cake, I will FLIP this table… Even though it’s probably twice my weight.I watch his hand move