Babysitting The Mafia’s Heir.Chapter 19: everything’s gonna be alright .Jesse gets his first real taste of what it's like to be wrapped up in Wallace’s world one day while he's waiting to pick Ian up from school.He's standing with the parents, waiting outside for the last bell of the day when he gets that tingly feeling of being watched. The warm sensation of eyes on the back of his head. He turns his head to try and meet eyes with someone, and he finds it in the group of three men. They're parked across the street in a black Jeep, one with his window rolled down, one leaning against the same door and one on his phone standing at the back of the car. They look away when Jesse meets eyes with them, the two at the front seemingly dropping into a casual looking conversation. It could be nothing, something entirely innocent, but Jesse’s gut tells him it's not, and he's always followed his gut. When he turns away, it's not long until he feels eyes on him again, and he tries not to
Babysitting The Mafia’s Heir.Chapter 20: affirmative . "You really care about him, don't you?"He takes a breath and concedes to what he's been trying to fight since the first time he stepped into this house. It's too late to turn back now. "I care about all of you." Jesse can see that his answer takes Ivanov off guard, the surprise there for a half a second before it's masked back into something cool. But Jesse saw it, and he wonders if he's really been that much of an asshole that it wasn't obvious until this point. He swallows the thick, not unpleasant lump that's appeared in his throat as Ivanov steps forward, Jesse’s eyes falling to his lips for a second before darting back up. His blood is rushing behind his ears, his heartbeat almost deafening. But Ivanov’s voice breaks through it as their chests brush together."Even me?" He asks as he reaches up with a gentle hand and skims the pad of his thumb along Jesse’s cheek. Jesse’s hands have somehow managed to make their own w
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