Entangled in the rival's hold
Diego strolled into his apartment, his heels clinking softly against the marble floor. He tossed his blonde wig on the couch, and his soft fingers propelled forward to count the dollar bills in his hands.
“You're out crossdressing again?” His uncle, Roberto, a tall imposing figure with gray streaks on his hair walked into the room.
“I might just have the perfect job for you,” Roberto chuckled softly and tossed a gun at Diego.
“What?!” Diego's breath hitched in his throat as he swallowed the weight of the mission his uncle proposed.
Cross dressing was one thing that Diego did with ease. There was no way he could do what his uncle requested; assassinating the infamous mafia lord of the Rocco empire.
He stood in front of a mirror, holding the gun that Roberto had handed to him. There was no way that this soft and delicate hand could pull a trigger.
Diego didn't expect that the mafia lord he was set up against was going to be a man who'll make his heart flutter.
He tried to resist, bracing himself to complete his mission. But things only got heated when he found himself “entangled in the rival's hold.”
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Chapter: Chapter 5Diego's POVMy mind raced as I stepped into the room. Roberto motioned me to sit on the worn leather chair. “You've been given a job, Diego, and it's a simple one.” His voice was sharp and commanding as always. He reclined in his chair, his posture stiff. Anthony stood by his side, without uttering a word. He simply stared at me.“You're going to spy on Mr. Rocco.” He dropped the bombshell, making my racing mind to calm down. I nodded my head, not trusting myself to speak.“Rocco is our nemesis.” He mentioned, his tone dropping slightly as if saying the name out loud was bitter. “We'll work your way into the home as a domestic staff.” He turned to look at Anthony who nodded his head. “We've learnt that they need a nanny. That will be your disguise.” “Nanny?” I repeated, raising my eyebrow as I was taken aback by the plan. That was the least of what I expected. I had no idea how to put up with children.“Blend in. Keep your feminine disguise on. Collect information.” Roberto said.“Ye
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Chapter: Chapter 4Diego's POV As the door slams open, I turned around and the voice cuts through the air. “He won't do it.” I blink and my eyes meet the gaze of the man who just spoke.“Anthony,” I whispered, unsure if I should be happy or puzzled about his presence. I hadn't seen much of him in the past days. His gaze lingers on me for a moment, and then he directs it to Roberto.“Diego can't assassinate Rocco. I have a better idea.” He steps forwards, his long legs taking long strides as he closes the space between me and Roberto.Roberto looks at him, a frown forming on his face. “What's your idea?”Anthony doesn't hesitate. “He would be a spy instead.”I step backwards,my breath hitches in my throat as I struggle to process his words. A spy? How is that even possible. I didn't know if I should be relieved, confused or terrified.Roberto grunts and I could see that he was also trying to make sense of Anthony's suggestion.Anthony continues, “Cent Rocco is heavily guarded. It's nearly impossible to
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Chapter: Chapter 3Diego's POV I struggle to get up and my eyes wander to the pair of the men at the entrance. The two men he brought with him hardly speak. They always loom in the background like shadows. He cuts through the air, repeating the same words, “Follow me.”My thoughts swirl, trying to make sense of the situation. What's going on? What does he want from me?I stumble after my uncle, Roberto as he leads me through the dimly lit hallway. The faint sound of my ragged breath echoes in my ears. I'm still struggling to move my legs after being punched severally.I follow him into his study. A chill room that smells like old books and cigar. The lighting is also dim. He strides ahead, leaving me no time to catch up. Immediately my foot is anchored on the floor, the men shut the door behind us.He leans by the table, half-seated on it. His face is masked with a sense of urgency, but also has a calm expression. His salt and pepper hair, shaved and neatly combed and his tailored suit gave him the app
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Chapter: Chapter 2 Diego's POVI shut the door behind me. The clicking of my heels recedes as I pause in front of the mirror. The thrill of the previous night was still alive in my chest. The way they looked at me, admiring me and craving me. It was a gay club, but there were still men who had eyes for a pretty lady like me. Unbeknownst to them, I was a man, hiding under the pretense of a lady—a crossdresser and proud of it.I pull off my blonde wig and let the fake lashes fall off my eyelids. As the fake strands fall away, I'm left with my natural auburn hair, wild from the hours of dancing. I let my hand slid into my hair, feeling its crispy nature on my smooth palm. I place the blonde wig back to its place on my head, admiring my looks as I stared into the mirror.There was something exhilarating about last night. Some of the men looked like they could tear me apart, and then, there was him. I close my eyes, the memory of him hitting me like a whirlwind.The man that sat near the bar in a place that
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Chapter: Chapter 1Vincent's POV There, near the bar, a tall man caught my attention. His body was a bit muscular. I could picture myself leaning in on him, feeling the burn of my skin against his, tasting the sharp sting of his kiss. I imagined stepping in, closing the space between us, while my hand ran along the back of his neck.I shook my head slightly to clear the thoughts, but it was just one of the many that settled in my mind. The club was alive with rhythm, the neon light flickering and casting shadows of the men who swayed their bodies to the music. A gay club where there was no shame in the air, only freedom, self-expression, and desire.I leaned back in my chair, half listening to the music. Another figure caught my attention. I watched his cherry lips part as he gulped down the whiskey. He had an unrefined smile and a mischievous grin on his face as he laughed heartily with the group of men surrounding him.He moved to the dance floor, shrugging his jacket off his shoulders and letting it
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