Lahat ng Kabanata ng Shadows Of Perfection: The Mafia’s Prey: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Vaughn I let out a low grunt, slowly removing my hand from my dick as I bring it out of my trousers. I've been stroking myself to try and get off, but I'm not feeling it at all. I need to have sex, not with a woman, but with a man. It's not a bad idea if I get to fulfil these desires, but coming out gay will be the end of me. As if this is not pathetic enough, I get to deal with Keiran and his annoying tactics. Who makes a woman masturbate in front of him? And I've finally confirmed my suspicions. Keiran is straight. It's not like I care. I pick up my phone as I scroll through it, I come across an app that I downloaded months ago. I actually wanted to use it but I did not have the time to do so. But now, I actually think I can try it out. I should. Lure is the go-to app for hookups and casual encounters. I can sign up, get a partner, fuck him anonymously and act like nothing happened. I will not see his face, he's not going to see mine. And it's going to be a one-time thing. I jus

Keiran The lavender tea worked. I don't even know what pushed me to make it, but I did. And my body really calmed down and I went back to sleep. I really needed sleep.The next morning, I wake up early, freshen up and get dressed as I have something important to deal with. As I head downstairs, the first face I see is Vaughn who's standing by the kitchen which is now his second favourite place aside from his room. I will have walked away, but I pause in my tracks to stare at him as he looks so funny. What's wrong with him now? His face is red and he's holding a jar. “W..w…w…what’s this?” He asks, his voice hard and it just sounds like he had difficulty in asking that question. “Are you blind? Can't you see that it's cinnamon?? Blended cinnamon.” I hiss in displeasure and Vaughn suddenly pales as he releases the jar to the ground. The jar makes a shattering sound as it breaks into pieces, the cinnamon powder scattering everywhere. An angry look appears on my face as I glare at Vau

VaughnThe day that I had been anticipating finally came. Saturday. The day if finally get to fuck a man and lose my virginity. We are meeting up at my place. It's a private property that I got when my father was still rich. No one knows about the place, not even my father. I just bought the property and built the house in case I needed somewhere to go when I needed to be alone or when I wanted to bury a body. Their golden boy is not so golden after all. I'm not a saint and I have two bodies buried in that property. I bought the whole property and there is a lot of land space, enough space to bury some bodies. Keiran may join the lot soon. The last time I committed murder was when I was 22 and the first time I did was when I was 15. My father cleaned my mess for me and then groomed me to be the perfect kid. I can't count the number of therapies that I went to for three consecutive years all because my father was scared of me turning into an unfeeling beast. It worked, not really th

Keiran Vaughn does not know that it’s me. Well, I went through so much trouble to trap him and my work is actually working. I wonder how he will react once he finds out that he’s giving me a blow job. This is the first blow job that I’ve gotten from a man because I’m not into men. So tell me why Vaughn has been doing so good and now, I want to actually fuck the sassiness out of him. I’m going to humiliate him in the worst ways possible. He’s still on his knees, covered up in my cum when I bring out my phone and I take a photo. He looks up at me in surprise, but I smirk, tucking my phone away. “Why did you do that?” He asks and I only smile at him. “You look good.” I make up a lie with a slight shrug of my shoulders. He does look good but he will look even more better when I share this photo. I wonder what people will say when they see a picture of their golden boy on his knees, cheeks flushed, cum covered as he just finished sucking off a man. I can’t fucking wait to see the r

Vaughn I know about Ken Wallace and I know that he was once a friend of Dad’s. I also know that he tragically passed and that was years ago. 15 years or more. Keiran introduced himself as Keiran thorn not Wallace. That was why he was able to get under dad’s skin. Dad has no idea that Keiran is the son of his best friend. I don’t even know what to say as we both stand in silence. But my father killed his dad, not me. Why do I have to be dragged into all of this? “Dad killed your family. I have nothing to do with this.” I say slowly, my voice soft and careful. Keiran is angry and it looks like he will succumb to doing something stupid soon. “And my family was innocent. My sister had nothing to do with all of this but he killed her. And do you know the most painful part of all of this? I watched them die and when he saw that I was still alive. He chased me. In the dark night, under the rain and it’s only a miracle that I survived and today is the fucking say that they died.” He