All Chapters of The Mafia's Boy Toy: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Salvatore;“Who said what? “I question, and Lucas stuffs his mouth with food, and I watch him eat in silence. My anger keeps mounting as I watch him drink from his cup, and I roll my eyes in annoyance.“Lucas… “I call, and he looks up at me. His usual, casual look on his face,“You might want to sit down for this. I don’t want you going all Hulk smash mode on me when I tell you. “He says, pointing at the chair in front of him, and I huff before walking over to the chair and sitting in front of him.“Who said what to David, Lucas? “I question as he starts eating, and he looks up at me with accusing eyes. He has a bored expression on his face that says this is all my fault.“I tried to reason with you, Salu. I tried. But never listen. Once you set your mind to something, even amnesia would make you sway from your decision. “He says, and I stare at him still waiting for the answer to my question.“You got a very able young man and confined him to your room. I don’t even think he knows his

David;I adjust my tie in annoyance as I walk down the corridor with a tray of Salvatore’s tea in my hands. I had worn a sweater and jeans earlier, but Mrs Lana asked me to change. She told me that what I had on was not a dressing fit for Salvatore’s assistant. She said he likes things in an organized manner and if I’m to be his assistant, I have to be official and dress like one. It’s not like I’m used to this. I’ve never been an assistant before. I’m a thief and a hacker. And overnight, I got promoted from captive to assistant. I know I wanted to do something, but this… I don’t think I’m cut out for this.I knock on the door to Salvatore’s office, but I get no reply. I had gone to his room earlier, but the maid cleaning it said he was in the office. I sigh and knock again, but I’m met with silence.“Mr. Salvatore? “I call, and once again, I’m met with silence. I place my head on the wooden door and let out a breath. Is this some kind of test?“I’m coming in. “I inform him, and with

David:We walk out of the house, and I can not help but stare at Salvatore as he strides ahead. Looking at him, one wouldn’t know he has a ghastly wound under his shirt and is wrapped like a maiden in a corset. I roll my eyes as I keep walking. Wondering how he got so injured. I would have come out last night to check, but I was scared. Scared of what I might see…“Good morning, sir. “A guard suddenly greets me as he walks past me, and I come to an abrupt stop. I quickly look behind me to see if Lucas is there, but I’m alone. I was the one he greeted. Sir?? Me?? When did that start?I had only taken a few steps forward when another guard greets me, Addressing me as sir, and my confusion grows. I pick up a pace and walk beside Sal.“Salvatore. Something is wrong… “I whisper, and he looks down at me.“What? “He questions ever so casually, and I look around at the workers buzzing about with their activities.“Your men… They’re greeting me. And… Calling me sir. “I inform, and he raises a

Salvatore:“I don’t think you should be drinking this much, “I say to David, but he raises a hand to stop me as he pours himself another shot.“I do. I want to tell you something, and I need the courage to do it. “He replies, and I raise a brow at him. What could he possibly want to tell me? And why does he need to be drunk to say it? I should stop him, but if he says this is how he wants to te me whatever it is he had to tell me… then I should let him do what he fees is best.I sigh as I also take a shot. Waiting for him to get comfortable enough to talk. The bar lit with gold and orange lights is alive around us, and people are chatting, dancing, playing drinking games and betting all around us, but the only thing that has my interest is David.I cradle my chin as I watch him. His ears are red from drinking, and so is his flushed face. Every time he tilts his head to take a shot, his eyes twinkle under the light. His fair skin looks milky and flawless, and I take a deep breath as I

Salvatore;“Mmm… “The moan escapes me as gentle spasms race through my body. I’m deep in sleep. Too deep. I usually don’t sleep this deeply. It started ever since I started sleeping by David…I let out a moan as pleasure sends shivers through me, and my eyes fly open in shock. I look down and right there, between my legs, is David…! With my dick in his mouth. He blinks back at me, and my eyes become saucers.“What… What are you doing? “I question, but he simply swallows more of me, and I can’t hold back my moan as I take hold of the bedsheet. “God, damn it! “I cuss as pressure shakes me, and my heart begins to thud.Is this a dream?? No. It’s too lucid. David is really… He’s really giving me a blow job. Wh… Why all of a sudden? Out of the blue. From my sleep.“D… David? “I manage to call, and his violet eyes look up at me. The light of the dim bedside lamp reflecting off his eyes.He pulls me out of his mouth and begins to work his fingers up and down my now erect dick. Even in sleep