Semua Bab The Mafia's Boy Toy: Bab 71 - Bab 80

Salvatore;I stare down at David as he groans in his sleep and wraps his arm around me tighter. My fingers gently stroke his hair, and his words flood my mind._Yes. I know you’re Desmond. I’ve known for a while now, and I love you as both people. Salvatore, and Desmond. What makes you think I’d leave the man I fell in love with twice? What makes you think I’d want him to let go of me? “_I let out a breath and run my fingers over my face. He knows. For how long has he known? How did he find out? I was careful. So how?He seems to have truly fallen in love with me…I groan as I massage my temples. What do I do now?He soon moves a leg over mine, and a small smile splits my face. But I wipe it off as the severity of the situation dawns on me. I’m such a fool. I vow to keep him safe, and the next minutes, I all curled up in his embrace. How can I keep him safe if I can’t even keep him away? I need a drink. I gently move him off me, throw on a robe, grab my phone, and walk out of the ro

David;I listen as Sal’s footsteps pull away from the room, and once I’m sure he’s gone, I turn to my phone on the bedside table. While coming here, the other day, I had a sinking suspicion that he bugged my phone. Now that I think about it, every time I was on a call with Vanessa, there were always echoes in the background. Like… Someone else was listening. I won’t be surprised if he bugged my phone. He’s quite distrusting. Besides, his line of work has shown that he needs to be very careful of the people around him.If I’m right, I won’t judge him, or be mad. Especially not when I’m about to spy on him too. He’s worried about something. And now he has a mysterious guest coming over at this time of night. Sal mostly keeps me out of his dirty business. But something is bothering him, and I can’t just sit on my hands.I sit on the bed and pick up my phone. I open its browser, and after a few minutes, I find it. The mirroring bug Sal got installed into my phone. This man has no idea th

David;I walk out of the hospital, and I’m welcomed by the night’s cold breeze. I don’t even know what time it is, but I know it’s late.I didn’t tell Sal where I was going, or when I left, and my phone is dead. But he’d somehow be able to know I was here, right?I hope he’s not too mad. He must have tried calling me… or maybe he’s still just with his uncle and doesn’t know I stepped out. Maybe I’ll be able to get back home before he has a chance to be mad.I walk to the car park, searching my pockets for the key, but I stop dead in my tracks when I get to the car.My brows knit as I stare at the two flat tires and I remain frozen for a few seconds.“Oh, come on!”I rush to the other side, and the two tyres on that side are flat too.How!? Why!? Did someone do this out of anger because I parked badly??How the fuck am I to get all the way to the island tonight, without the car??I don’t even have any money on me.“Fuck! “I tell in annoyance as I kick the tyre.Even if I had some mo

Salvatore;“What do you mean you don’t know where he went?! He just asked for the keys, and you gave it to him?!” I yell as I stare at the valet, and he immediately kneels before me.“I’m sorry, sir. He’s your assistant, and I thought you knew where…” He begins, and I lose my patience.“No! I did not know where he was going!” I rage, and he starts trembling.“Sir, I’m so sorry. I thought…”He begins to beg, but I don’t give a shit about him.David’s phone is dead, and I can’t reach him. He’s never done this before. Where is he? He couldn’t have run away, could he? He wouldn’t. Why would he?David has never tried to run away, so I let my security be so lenient with and around him. So why…Has Dimitri done something? My phone suddenly rings, and when I take it, it’s a call from the person I told to tail my car and find out where David went.“Boss? David is at the Saint Bellamy General Hospital.” He informs me, and my brows crease. That’s where Vanessa is. Why is he there at this time

Salvatore;My heart dies when I hear those words and fear like I’ve never felt before clothes me.I watch in horror as he walks past me, and a cold shiver runs down my spine when I realise that he means it.I reach out to stop him, but I don’t even have the courage to hold him. I want to stop him, but I can’t. My hand stops midway as my mind scrambles.I don’t want him to leave… but what if it’s what’s best? All I do is hurt him. If he stays with me… he’ll die. Like everyone else did. I won’t be able to forgive myself if he dies because of me. My hand drops as I watch him walk ahead, I force myself to swallow past my desert-dry throat.I look away from him, and a teardrop escapes my eyes. Maybe it’s best if he leaves. What did I think would happen? That I could love someone and miraculously, they’d be alright?I’m a curse. Everyone I care about ends up dying. Even my best friend has battled death so many times. Nothing ever happens to me, but the people around me always suffer. No