"Oh, I fucking dare. How about a fist?" "What?" Wade looked confused. Then he realized where Vincenzo was looking at. He pulled the pillow over his lap, holding it tighter. Fisting? Oh my god! Vincenzo was going to fist his ass?! He never experienced such thing before. Then Vincenzo smirked and turned to Francesca. "Go get me some sauce,""Isn't there enough?" Francesca shot Vincenzo an angry look."There isn't," "Fine. You're so terrible," she grumbled, then got up and went into the kitchen. Wade finally realized why Vincenzo made that excuse. It was so that he could fuck him! "Damn you, aren't you fucking shameless?! I'll going to break that finger if it dares to touch me one more time!" Wade warned. "Dear, if cumming when I touched you isn't-""I am not! I'm straight! That was just an accident, that was because you seduced me!" Wade denied it. He denied that he felt oddly safe and comfortable with him, he denied that whenever Vincenzo fucking touched him, he felt like a stran
The next day, Wade dragged his legs to the kitchen. His ass felt a little sore but not like the first time when Vincenzo penetrated his ass with his cock. He saw a note attached to a magnet on the fridge. Francesca had written a list of things they should do together. He groaned. She was definitely going to boss him around. Great. The thought of spending more time with Vincenzo brought goosebumps to him. That bastard will definitely not make things easy, jumping at him at every chance he gets. Besides, Wade had to check in for work. In the living room, he heard Francesca whining and acting spoilt. "Come on! It's called family bonding time. You never spent any time with me since I returned," Francesca whined. "Do I need to?" Vincenzo replied. "Don't go to the house yet," she was saying when she spotted Wade heading to the door. "Wade, where are you going? It's still early. You haven't eaten breakfast yet,""It's okay. I'm going to work," "Work? Can I come with you then? Vincenzo
Vincenzo walked up the stairs, towards Wade, slowly, exuding an imposing aura. Wade didn't reply. He tried his best to mask his feelings, he didn't want to wear them on his face like he fucking every time did, yet he knew that he did. They stood there, unmoving, inches away from each other. It took Wade a lot of self-control to turn his gaze away from Vincenzo. He couldn't look at him any longer. One more minute and he would be doing some shit that he was sure he didn't regret but wanted to regret. After Wade left and slammed the door shut, Vincenzo stood on the staircase in silence. The shadows shrouded him like he belonged, the devil he was, dark and dangerous, wicked and bloodthirsty. He glanced up at Wade's room for some time before he left. The sun poured in through the window, casting fabulous golden rays. Wade glanced at his phone screen. Time to get up and to work. He tip toed cautiously downstairs.After what happened last night, Wade felt like he shouldn't be seeing Vin
"Ah-ha! I know that look. You DO have someone on your mind. Quick, tell me. Which lucky girl is it?" Jessica looked eager to dig out information.Wade felt his tongue stiffened. How was he supposed to tell her that the person who was constantly on his mind wasn't a girl? "I..I.. um... Not sure about it yet,"Her face sank. She looked at him like he was an idiot. "Are you kidding me? You're already constantly thinking about her and you say that you're not sure? Wade, honey, let me ask you a few questions. Does your skin heat up whenever she's near?""Um.. yeah," Wade nodded. "Okay. Do you feel your heart race when she touches you and your cock ache to feel her?" "Yes," Wade gulped. It sounded all positive. Jesus fucking Christ. "Have you kissed before?"He nodded. "Have you, you know, fuck her in bed or whatever?" "It's her who takes the initiative," Wade gulped, his chest feeling stuffy. Jessica's eyes widened. "Wow, she must be so energetic. And you done it a few times? Damn,
Wade then unzipped his pants. All he had to do was fuck Moana and cum in her. All he needed was physical touch, someone to touch his cock like what Vincenzo did, then everything will be okay. Moana shimmered out of her dress and stood bare before him. She looked shyly at him. He kissed her again, and again and again. But that electric feeling wasn't there. Fuck, how can he feel it again?Her body was indeed gorgeous. However, his cock didn't jump and neither did his heart beat faster. He didn't get that feeling, that certain feeling he felt when Vincenzo fucking Luciano touched him, kissed him and looked at him. Moana wrapped her hands around his cock and began to give him a handjob. She teased his balls and gave him a coy smile. "Wade, I want you," she purred. Wade opened his mouth but no words came out. Why was it so hard to tell her that he wanted her as well?Meanwhile, Vincenzo drove up to the house which was filled with laughter and music. He surveyed the area from afar. No W
That was the best fucking handjob he has in his life no matter how much he hated to admit it.Then he slid his finger in, making Wade's knees shake and wobble. His sweat glistened in the moonlight, rolling down the curve of his back. This time he was sober. He was fully sober. A part of him demanded and screamed at him to fight back. Resist it.Don't let him take you like a toy. Don't let him fuck you like this. I need to-Another finger dived in, stretching Wade's ass. "Mmm... Fuck," Wade mumbled, tears clung to the corner of his eyes. The pain he felt when Vincenzo intruded into his hole vanished, replaced by pleasure. Damnit. Fuck. He wanted to resist it but he failed to. The moment Vincenzo touched him, every self-control was thrown out the window. "You're so fucking tight, so fucking full. Like your ass is meant to be fucked by me," The lust in Vincenzo's voice drove Wade to the edge. He just cum, so why did he feel like this again? Vincenzo must have wanted to break him beca
Wade leaned his head against Vincenzo's chest, catching his breath. That was the most mind-blowing sex he ever had. What was he going to do now? Now that everything had turned out like this? Now that he knew how much he craved Vincenzo?"Happy birthday, amado," Vincenzo whispered lovingly to him. He kissed Wade's throat and jawline. Wade closed his eyes, relishing in the pleasure. A soft whimper escaped from his lips when Vincenzo bit his collarbone. Wade's body was marked thoroughly by Vincenzo, the signs of their intense lovemaking dotted his torso and inner thighs. There was even a bite mark near his right nipple."Now what are you planning to do?" Wade asked."You want to leave here?" Vincenzo asked."Of course. You ruined everything, my party, possibly my image and m-my... myself," Wade exhaled. Vincenzo forced him to admit his sexuality, that he liked men. No, liked Vincenzo. Wade never felt this way around other men. It was like he was made for Vincenzo. "Whoever dares laugh a
"I heard that the gangs out there lost a lot too,""So are you saying that it is fair? They're criminals who killed, burnt and raped. We are the guardians of law. It's only right that they get their fucking lives screwed over,""Enough, guys. No fighting," Wade said. "Listen to me. I have a plan. Let's make sure it works, hmm?" Wade clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white as he listened to their discussions. How did these happen?"When you guys stepped into the place, they immediately opened fire, right? Like they know who is the officer and who's the undercover cop. We need to find this mole, asap," Wade's eyes floated to his colleagues around the table. They nodded in agreement.Three hours passed in the meeting room. Wade came up with a plan to cut loose ends and keep things from spreading. So from now on, information would rarely pass through them like it usually woul
"You motherfucker!" Francesca winced. The leader slapped her harshly. She held her swollen cheeks and glared at him."This girl is quite interesting," one of the men, a bulky dude with tattoos rubbed his palms together."But the boss said that we can't touch her until an important guest arrived,""Yeah, can't wait to eat her pussy and fucked her to death! Hahaha!" The man laughed and mocked.Francesca gnashed her teeth, putting on a fierce strong expression. Nevertheless, Wade could see the fear in her eyes. She blinked, forcing her tears back.No, he won't let anyone harm or touch a hair on her. If they dared, he would probably lose his cool and get Vincenzo to murder them. Or he would even murder them himself. Spending time with Francesca has made him attached. He would never forgive himself for anything that happened to her."Don't
"Move it," one man growled."And if we don't?" Marcello's grip on the wine bottle tightened. He could do more than enough damage with it plus the knife hidden underneath his belt. In his mind, he envisioned himself stabbing the man until his organs spilled."She dies," the man shot them a disgusting grin.One of the men pushed Francesca towards the one talking. He grabbed her by her hair and tugged harshly, pulling her scalp."Ow! Let go of my hair!" Francesca winced. The gun was pressed against the side of her neck and he rolled her hair in his fingers."So what's it gonna be?" He shot Wade and Marcello a cocky grin.Wade was forced to swallow his anger. "Hurt her and I'll peel your skin off,"Damn, he learned how to threaten someone beautifully from Vincenzo. Unfortunately, it was of no use.
Wade lay in bed, staring at the ceiling. Sunlight bathed the room through the windows. He got up and stalked over to pull the curtains shut, then threw himself back into bed. He glanced to his side and saw that Vincenzo was still asleep. After their intense fuck session the night before, they were both exhausted and had slept like logs. He thought about what had happened between them, how they had almost gotten into an argument that ended in angry sex.Perhaps Vincenzo was right. Thinking about the two people who had betrayed him, Wade began to reflect on his own life. No one was truly clean or pure. Everyone had scars and stains. Even he himself was riddled with them. What should he do? All his walls had been knocked down by Vincenzo.Lying in bed, breathing in the faint rustic scent of Vincenzo’s cologne, was one of the best things to wake up to. Wade turned and slowly wrapped his arms around Vincenzo. His eyes fell on the tattoos co
"Kidnapping a family member works best. Weaknesses. That's how we make our enemies fall to their knees and beg for mercy. We can't have something to lose if we want to stand in this position. The higher you are, the harder the fall," Vincenzo said, gesturing around himself.Wade didn’t like the truth of it. No wonder they were called monsters, devils, and heartless creatures."You're breaking families apart. I will never agree to that. What about Anna? Can't you let Anna and her kids go? Gordon's the one guilty, not them.""You're too softhearted, Wade. I used to think you were hardhearted when you rejected me and hid your feelings for me," Vincenzo brushed Wade’s cheeks gently with the back of his fingers."Everyone has a weakness, something or someone they're afraid to lose. I'm sure you don't have one, or you wouldn't be saying such things," Wade said. He turned and was about to leave
"Gordon, I want you to honestly answer all my questions," Wade said.Gordon's gaze searched Wade's, and then he nodded.Currently, they were seated in a rather empty room across from each other. Gordon had cleaned up; his hands and knuckles were bandaged, and there were a few plasters stuck across his face. Marianna had done a great job patching him up. Wade was grateful that Vincenzo hadn’t broken his skull."Ask away. As long as my kids and wife are safe," Gordon leaned back, relaxing a bit. Perhaps he saw that Wade didn’t have violence and bloodlust written in his eyes."I know that Bennett is working with Dominic Luciano. Dominic offered him something. He said 'benefits.' I want to know what those benefits are," Wade got straight to the point.As they spoke, Bennett was still in the office, conjuring who knows what kind of shady story about him. A day in the offic
Betraying the gang was a sin. The sinner would be scorned and detested by all members, beaten up, stabbed to death, smashed till the organs and face are unrecognizable. Not only that, their children and wives would be killed too to eliminate any chances of revenge their offspring might take.The rules were created by Dario Luciano, Vincenzo's grandfather. That's how the Lucianos commanded respect and order in the world of crime. Their path in the underworld was filled with blood, sweat and tears, built upon loyalty and trust."Take it out on me, Vincenzo. This is all my fault! It has nothing to do with my wife and children! Please..." Gordon swallowed, his heart in his throat, "Let them go. I understand those rules. I'm willing to do anything to repent but my kids and wife are innocent. They don't know! They don't know a single fucking thing about my job or what I do!"When Anna found out that Gordon was with the Mafia,
"Would you sleep with someone else? I thought you said that I am yours and you are mine. Besides, would you do women? Not one woman has been seen beside you," Wade snickered, as if he had something against Vincenzo."Fuck, how did you know?" Vincenzo was surprised by Wade's ability to see the truth."I'm a fucking cop, remember? I’ve got qualifications," Wade rolled his eyes."Qualifications to be mine," Vincenzo growled. That sound made Wade's heart skip a beat and race.Vincenzo liked how possessive Wade was getting over him, how he called him his.---"He's here. And he's demanded that we return Anna and the kids," Monty said."Did you really take his kids?"Vincenzo gave him a look. "Kids? My father may not have set this rule, but I remember I did. No hurting kids. Adults only.""Yeah, yeah. I get it. You're not your father.""Then where are they?""Yeah, where are they?" Vincenzo gave him a dumbfounded expression. But deep down, he knew where the kids were."What do you mean?" Ma
"Better shut the fuck up before my bullet enters your mouth," Vincenzo warned. Then he nodded to Alvin. Alvin nodded hack, turned and left in the car. "These two understand each other without saying anything. Sigh... Though they act like they were strangers," Marcello muttered. "Get to work," he pushed Marcello forward, urging him. Marcello began to pick the lock, pulling out a mini lock-picking kit. Vincenzo pressed a button on his watch, jamming all the cameras. One glance and they knew that Anna's little house was filled with cameras and security locks. "What with this woman? Is she hiding some kind of treasure in here?" Marcello grumbled. "We'll know once we enter," Vincenzo gave him a pat on the shoulder. Finally, the locks were open. Marcello would have loved to smash the windows and climb in, enjoying the crunch of broken glasses underneath his shoes. But he can't do that. They weren't here to attract attention to themselves. "Gordon could be working with Dominic," Marce
Vincenzo wanted to be the only one who claimed Wade as his, including his tongue. He was jealous over that mention of a tongue? Possessive bastard, Wade thought."Why don't you work as an FBI agent? With your qualifications, I'm sure you'll be able to enroll. The salary is higher too. You won't have to suffer.""Wait, work as an FBI agent? Won't I be catching your ass every day?""A crooked one," Vincenzo suggested with a naughty smirk."Oh god, just how dangerous is that?" Wade groaned. He knew what Vincenzo was up to. Instead of catching him or fighting him, Vincenzo was probably going to flirt or fuck him to death."I'm not taking your suggestions. You're such a bad influence," Wade harrumphed. "How's your arm?""Getting better. As long as you kiss me.""Don't start. I know your tricks.""I got you a little gift," Vincenzo said, pushing a box across the table. Then he sipped his wine, casting a sidelong glance at Wade."What's this? Another prank?" Wade looked at him suspiciously.