Babysitting The Mafia’s Heir.Chapter 21: preparing for what? ."Shut up and kiss me already," Jesse all but growls with a tug of Ivanov’s belt, patience suddenly non-existent, and just like that, they're kissing. It's not like their first kiss, all gentle and testing each other out. This one is a little more sensual, he can feel it building into something more dense, every little slide of their lips having Jesse’s nerves waking up. Especially when he swallows the low hum he's given, locks it away in the cage of his ribs, just for him. It's good. It's so fucking good that Jesse’s head is swimming, that familiar heat in his chest before it sinks lower into his stomach and lights up like a flare. It smoulders.He goes easy as Ivanov presses into him, laying back against the table and pulling the man to crawl on top of him, welcoming the weight with a deep breath through his nose. Jesse bites at Ivanov’s lip and the resounding groan he gets goes south immediately, pooling low. His han
Babysitting the Mafia’s Heir.Chapter 1: . *Jesse* "Come on, Jess. Lets go do something fun". I whined to her. “It’s a Friday night, stop being a Debby downer.” "Im not a Debby downer. We’ve gone over this a lot of times.” She replied me with a strict tone. “I’m busy because I had so promised my boyfriend that I'll stay by his place this weekend, you know, couples stuff and everything". "Your boyfriend is an fucking asshole and you know it". She sighed rubbing her temples. “Don't call him that, Jesse". "Its the truth. What kind of boyfriend tries to kiss his girlfriend’s best friend?". I say to her. “Because he totally did that.” "Almost, actually".I shrugged. "So? The fact is that he had tried to kiss me and you should break up with him". “He was drunk, Jesse. It was at a party and besides it didn’t happen, get that?". "I get the fact that you are dumb because it’s so obvious that your so called boyfriend is gay or maybe even bisexual". "Jesse, please just drive, we’ll t
Babysitting the Mafia’s Heir.Chapter 2: .“You are sure you’ll be okay alone this night?.” Jesse asked Jessica as he pulled the car over to a stop at her apartment. She nodded softly. “Yeah. I just need a minute. Or maybe a whole day to get this over with, I guess.” “Okay sure.” Jesse breathed out a sigh of relief as he unlocked the car doors. “Please be safe, will you?.” “I’ll be inside my house with the doors locked, nothing is going to happen, Jesse, don’t worry.” Jessica said reassuring him before opening the car doors as she got out. Jesse waited for her to get into her home before he sighed resting back on the car seat.“We are totally fucked.” He muttered to himself. Jessica has witnessed her boyfriend, well now ex boyfriend, she witnessed him killing another person right there in the living room.That was enough proof to show that he was in a gang or might even be the leader of one. And now they aren’t safe. Jesse rubbed his temples out of frustration trying to think
Babysitting the Mafia’s Heir.Chapter 3: Murder Case opened . Jesse furrowed his brows, taking a step back, and readied himself to bolt into back his apartment as he wondered why the cops would come knocking on his door in the morning.One of the men, however, pulled a badge from his pocket. “I’m detective Hugh. That’s Inspector Cassidy.”Jesse swallowed thickly, wondering why the police wanted to talk to him.“There’s something we wanted to discuss with you.” Hugh said. “I don’t think I understand what this is all about.” Jesse eyed them apprehensively, still not believing them.“You are a close friend of a girl named Jessica Hal who’s in coma in the ICU unit right now on the case of attempted murder, she was found half dead in a ditch last night outside of a club that you were sighted at,” the man called Cassidy said. “We are here within reason, Mr. Jesse.” Jesse’s mind was spiraling as guilt washed over him for not checking with Jessica after he dropped her off before leaving
Babysitting the Mafia’s Heir .Chapter 4: A moral decision to make .Later that night, Joaquin comes and picks him up for a meeting, which sounds so ominous that it makes Jesse’s skin crawl. There's still a chance that the big boss man might decide he doesn't like him, and Jesse knows he wouldn't feel too bad. He's stayed clear of his brother's line of work for the last three years. Though it's not like Wallace’s ever been too keen on him being a part of it, either. He's never best pleased when Joaquin brings up anything involving work. Jesse doesn't want to know. He saw his brother come over with blood on his clothes one night and no scratches and he vowed never to ask about it. See no evil, hear no evil."My brother is gonna kick your ass," Jesse sighs as they drive through the city, scrolling through his texts. "He'll get over it," Joaquin waves off with a shake of his head, and the younger turns to look at him with a raise of eyebrows."Do you even know Wallace? Like, at all
Babysitting the Mafia’s Heir.Chapter 5: meeting the Mafia’s Heir . Joaquin fixes Jesse with a narrowed look, mocking a silent laugh before shaking his head. "No, c'mon. It's fine. It'll be fine. He loves me enough that he won't kill me."Jesse hums, patting Joaquin’s arm as he passes him around the hood of the car, climbing the steps to stand in front of large, grey double doors. "After you," he insists and doesn't miss the eye roll he gets as Joaquin lets himself in.Needless to say, the house on the outside has nothing on the inside. High ceilings and tall walls, covered in modern art and photographs of skylines. The floors are marble, the odd block coloured rug spread out here and there. And that's just the foyer alone. Two sets of black marble stairs start in the middle of the room, glass banisters, curving up to meet at the top in the shape of sideways eye. Couches and arm chairs hug the curves of the wall in the middle, styled like a waiting room, showing a fireplace right
Babysitting the Mafia’s Heir.Chapter 6: don't get us killed. "Oh, right. Yeah! Yeah, of course. I'd love to meet him. How old is he?" Jesse hears his own voice softening and he wonders if this is why Joaquin thought of him to look after his boss' kid. It's been a while since he's been able to dote on his younger siblings, but when he does, nothing makes him happier than playing with them. He's always had the biggest soft spot for children."Seventeen," Ivanov tells him with a blank face and Jesse is a little bit rattled, stunned from where he was midway to standing up. “I'm kidding," the man laughs, amusement curling at his lips. "He's six." And Jesse can hear the softness to his voice."Great age." Ivanov’s eyebrows raise in silent question as he leads him out of his office. “You know, it's when they're at their softest. They think you're the funniest and most entertaining person ever, like you know the answers to the universe."Ivanov seems to get it, going off the way his fa
Babysitting the Mafia’s Heir.Chapter 7: babysitting for the weekend. .Jesse picks him up that Friday, and he can see by the look on his face that he's pensive, clearly second guessing this."Come on," Jesse says as his brother drives them over to Ivanov’s. "It's gonna be fine. I've already had a long talk with Ivanov--" he stops at the look Wallace sends him. "I've already had a long talk with Mr. Javier, alright? I know the rules. No answering the door, put the alarm on at night, in by seven. I even made my own list. You know how serious I am about things if I bother to make a list."Wallace sighs, giving a nod, running his hand through his hair as they stop at a red light. "Just don't fuck up, Jesse. I'm your brother, but I can't be held accountable for your actions this time. Okay?"Jesse frowns, lips pushing into a sulk. "I can handle my own, thank you. It'll be fine," he repeats, this time a little more assertively. His brother just nods, not saying anything else on the matt