JAYCE BECKETT Getting a hard-on inside Renato's car, parked in the underground garage of a mafia-infested mansion in Vineyard Hills, probably wasn't the smartest idea.The fading scent of Renato Marino lingered in the car, messing with my head. It wrapped around my throat, and my cock was caught in its grip. I shouldn't be getting turned on while on a mission, but my cock seemed to have a mind of its own. I couldn't blame it, though - the lack of sex had been really screwing with both of our heads."Stay in the car and wait here for me. Don't even think of getting out of the car. Be a good boy and follow my orders." That was all Renato said to me before disappearing into that scary-looking mansion about three hours ago. There has been no sign of him since, and I haven't received any signal that might indicate what's going on inside.I wanted to go inside, hoping to gather some information. However, Renato's earlier warning to stay in the car seemed personal, as if he was trying to
RENATO MARINO "Sasha..." I said into the phone, gazing out the window and glaring at the black SUV that Sasha had been ushered into. "Why didn't you tell me you had a pending dispute that you hadn't resolved yet with him?" I paced back and forth in the empty room, tugging at my hair and yanking it angrily as I waited for my brother's response."Why did you attend the Sit-Down without letting me know?" My brother's angry yell boomed through the phone.Fuck!Is that all he was concerned about?"What?" I scoffed, clenching my teeth. "Do you really think I'm here because I wanted to?"I never wanted to be a part of the commission. Ever."You've always wanted what's mine, Renato. You've always had your eyes on it," my brother snapped, and I felt my shoulders sag. I moved the phone closer to my face to make sure I was indeed talking to my brother. My eyebrows drew together in confusion when I confirmed that it was, in fact, my brother on the other end of the line.How can he talk to me l
JAYCE BECKETT I knew I had messed up the moment Renato caught me inside that building. I had expected him to lash out, maybe even use violence to punish me for disobeying him. But he didn't do anything. Instead, he had barely managed to get me out of that building before the man in charge approached us to talk to Renato.Later, Renato joined me in the car and ordered me to take the passenger seat. He didn't utter a word to me as he drove us away from the building. I wasn't curious about what the man had said to him, or if the man had seen me walking out of the house. All I wanted was to hear Renato's voice, even if it was angry and stern.What was his problem, anyway? If he was so angry with me, why couldn't he just yell at me and get it over with? What was he so upset about?"Boss," I said finally, breaking the silence. My eyes drifted to his bloody shirt, and I felt a pang of concern. "You're bleeding a lot."Renato's response was a nonchalant shrug, his eyes never leaving the ro
JAYCE BECKETT An hour later, the car came to a halt in front of a high-rise building, and Renato killed the engine, turning to face me.Fortunately, he had gotten his wound treated, in the backseat of his car about thirty minutes ago, and he had changed into a clean shirt. I wondered how his car could housed a lot of things like that. I guessed he had always been prepared for a day like today where he would need an emergency medical support and a change of clothes.Renato reached forward, smoothing out the wrinkle between my eyebrows as I arched my eyebrows at him."Do you have anyone at home waiting for you?" He asked in that gentle voice that betrayed how criminal like he was looking earlier with blood seeping from his hand, soaking his shirt.Renato still looked somewhat dangerous now which his white hair stained with blood, but he looked much more presentable than he was earlier when I found him in that room."Why...?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. "Why do you ask?"I searched his
RENATO MARINO There was no other explanation for this; I had lost my fucking mind. When my eyes landed on the lingerie displayed on the mannequin, all I wanted to do in that moment was drag Jayce to a corner and put it on him.The red bra would look fucking sexy on his athletic build, and I couldn't help but imagine his nipples poking out of the delicate holes at the front. And the panties? Fuck!The lace panties were another story altogether - the mere thought of them sent shivers down my spine. All I wanted was to see his arousal straining against the see through fabric of the panties. I pictured Jayce on his knees between my legs, clad only in the lingerie I had carefully selected for him. His eyes would lock onto mine, burning with lust and desire, his cheeks flushed with passion. I would gently insert a finger into his mouth, and he would gratefully suck on it, as if savoring his best meal.But my finger wouldn't be enough, because Jayce would be my slut. My bad, fucking slu
JAYCE BECKETT My heart was pounding hard against my chest, my ears twitched nervously, and my eyes darted back and forth between my phone and the front door as my thumbs flew across the keyboard at an incredible speed. I had no idea that the flash drive I found carelessly discarded on the carpet floor of Renato's car the previous day contained files that could serve as crucial evidence to take him down. However, I was stuck, unsure what was inside those large files or how to access them before sending them to Chief Strand. The files were heavily encrypted with codes that someone like me couldn't possibly crack. I bit down hard on my bottom lip, counting down the seconds until the files finished transferring to my phone, anxiously aware that Renato could walk out the door and catch me at any moment."Fuck! Please..." I whispered, my breathing ragged as I shifted my gaze from my phone to the front door for what felt like the hundredth time that morning. My breath caught in my throa
RENATO MARINO After exchanging one last look with Salvio, a look that conveyed my urgent need for vigilance and ensured nothing went awry, I entered the room with my nephews, closing the door behind me. My hand instinctively patted my pocket for my gun, and a sigh of relief escaped my lips when I realized it wasn't there. I had given it to Jayce, which meant he was safe – at least, that was some comfort. I had enough on my mind that morning, and I didn't need to worry about him too. Not today."Where's Nikola?" I asked as soon as I settled into my seat on the couch, snagging a cigarette from Marcelo in the process. I just couldn't shake off the craving for a smoke; without one, I might actually lose my grip on sanity. My nephews were in danger, and my asshole brother wouldn't lift a finger to help his own sons.Giovanni grumbled as he moved away from the window, covering his nose in distaste as I puffed out smoke. "Niko's still at the hospital; he'll join us later.""Is his husba
JAYCE BECKETT As soon as Renato left with his nephews, I received a text from Chief Strand, requesting a meeting with him later. The message was brief, with no details or context, which sparked my curiosity. Was it related to the files I had sent? Had he discovered something? Was my mission already over? The uncertainty of the meeting gnawed at me, leaving my mind uneasy."Keep your eyes open," Salvio barked, his voice low and urgent. "There's an order from the boss for us to stay on our toes, nothing must go wrong."I rolled my eyes as the underlings quickly took their positions, their movements almost robotic. Were they seriously that intimidated by Salvio? "You!" he barked, his voice sharp and commanding. I looked up, and his gaze locked onto mine, his eyes straining with an intensity that made me feel uneasy. I pointed a finger at my chest, questioning. "Me?""Yes, Jake," he said, his voice firm, crunching his nose in a way that seemed almost... disapproving. "Come with me."
RENATO MARINO Lying around and healing? Not exactly my style. I'd rather get to work on the task that slimy Sasha had dumped on me. The clock was ticking – the new Don would be chosen soon, and I needed to move quickly.I slipped out of bed and padded silently around the guest room. I'd held onto the hope that Jayce would still be here when I woke up, but he was long gone. "That bastard," I muttered, wincing as I clutched my side. The guest room was spotless, and I couldn't help but notice the tidiness. The cleaner wouldn't have arrived this early, and Chocolate usually avoided morning visits to spare me the embarrassment of being seen naked. That left only one person – Jayce. "So, he cleaned up before ditching an injured guy? Classy move," I said with a mix of annoyance and sarcasm.If I'd known he'd bail as soon as he realized I was playing him, I wouldn't have said his name. And honestly, I wasn't even trying to play him in the first place.What I saw wasn't a lie. At first, a
JAYCE BECKETT I was still desperately trying to dull the throbbing pain in my butt, but it seemed like an impossible task.Every twitch, every shift, every beat of my heart sent a fresh of agony through my butt. I can't remember how long this had been going on for. Whoever Aspen was, he was one strong bastard! I didn't think I could keep going, but each time, that bastard would groan and grunt, grumbling how Aspen was so strong enough to take him in for two days straight without stopping.Somehow, I was starting to doubt if Renato was only trying to convince himself that I was Aspen. Or maybe he already knew who I was and was doing this to punish me for impersonating his lover.I was literally dying. I hadn't exactly seen where people died from having too much sex but I was convinced I was going to become the first victim.I could feel Renato trembling against me, and just when I thought he had finally reached his limit and was going to cum, he pulled out of me. Making my eyes widen
JAYCE BECKETT I was still desperately trying to dull the throbbing pain in my butt, but it seemed like an impossible task.Every twitch, every shift, every beat of my heart sent a fresh of agony through my butt. I can't remember how long this had been going on for. Whoever Aspen was, he was one strong bastard! I didn't think I could keep going, but each time, that bastard would groan and grunt, grumbling how Aspen was so strong enough to take him in for two days straight without stopping.Somehow, I was starting to doubt if Renato was only trying to convince himself that I was Aspen. Or maybe he already knew who I was and was doing this to punish me for impersonating his lover.I was literally dying. I hadn't exactly seen where people died from having too much sex but I was convinced I was going to become the first victim.I could feel Renato trembling against me, and just when I thought he had finally reached his limit and was going to cum, he pulled out of me. Making my eyes widen
JAYCE BECKETT “Are you ready for me? Because I need you badly, baby.” Renato murmured, giving my hole one last lick before coming up for breath.We had long moved from the table to the bed, and I must admit this bed was a little small for the two of us.But that made it even more thrilling. I loved the way Renato pressed against me like there was no other space for him but to invade my space.I removed my two fingers from my hole and tucked my hands behind my knees to keep me raised and folded in half, ass lifted in offering. I hadn't exactly loved the idea when Rebato asked me to fuck my hole while he suck my ass. But the moment my two big fingers slipped past the first ring and Renato's tongue followed, I felt like I had been stuffed full inside.“Fuck me. Now. And don’t stop,” I paused to breathe, staring at him with my teary eyes. “even if I beg you to, don't stop.”Renato lowered over me, the width of his body keeping me open, allowing my hands to roam free. He gripped the wide
JAYCE BECKETT It took nothing at all. No effort for Renato to say, “Baby. You are my heart.” I knew I shouldn't feel hurt, but it stung to realize Renato thought he was standing here with someone named Aspen, not me. I was the one pretending to be the person his heart longed for, yet the truth made everything feel hollow and bitter. The thought of Renato touching me, kissing me, wanting me, but seeing someone else's face in his mind and whispering another name made my stomach turn. It was a twisted, toxic dynamic, and yet, I couldn't help but crave it anyway. The disconnect between reality and his perception made my feelings for him even more complicated, tangled in a web of desire and resentment.I couldn't quite put my finger on what I was feeling inside. It wasn't like I had romantic feelings for Renato or wanted a relationship with him. We didn't share any meaningful connection that would warrant this level of emotional investment. Yet, hearing him bare his heart to someone
JAYCE BECKETT "What?" I choked on a laugh, staring incredulously at him. Was it really the medication that was causing him to act this way, or was Renato just messing with me? The look on his face was so sincere, so full of longing, that I couldn't help but wonder what was going on in that head of his. I searched his eyes for any sign of joking or teasing, but all I saw was a deep, almost desperate yearning. It was unnerving, to say the least."I'm serious. Otherwise, I'm not taking that thing." He shrugged, a faint, almost-wry smile playing on the corner of his mouth. The smile didn't quite reach his eyes, but it softened the intensity of his gaze, making me wonder what was really going on behind that mask of seriousness."Fine," I breathed out, shaking my head at the absurdity of arguing with someone who was clearly not at their best. "It's my fault for waiting around. I should have just left you and gone home." I turned to grab the pills from the table, but before I could even
JAYCE BECKETT I rolled my eyes. Renato was different than I expected him to be when he was asleep and defenceless. There was a gentle, cute side that I never would have expected. If Renato was any other man, he would be perfect for me."What the fuck am I saying?" I chuckled, shaking my head as I watched him sleep. Chocolate came in here about three hours ago, telling me to prepare myself and I still didn't know what that meant.She said that was the doctor's words and she was the one who asked her to give me that package."I don't get it," I sighed, brushing a strand of his silver turned red hair off his face. "Do you seem to have strong sexual urge whenever you're sick? Everyone is acting weird."I made to stand up, to go check my phone for time because it seemed to be about time Renato take his pills.The doctor said to feed him the pills every two hours, and I must admit, it was damn hard to feed a sleeping man. "I can't believe I fed you medicine through my mouth." I chuckled
RENATO MARINO "Let him go!" Gianna screamed, her voice piercing the air as she writhed in agony on the floor. "I beg of you, just let him go! I'll never do it again, I swear! So please, let go of him. Don't kill him."I stood frozen, my hands wrapped tightly around my brother's throat, his eyes wide with fear. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and his skin was deathly pale. The realization hit me like a ton of bricks – I was literally choking the life out of him. My grip seemed to be tightening of its own accord, and my brother's eyes began to bulge, his face turning a sickly shade of purple.I hated this, I hated hurting my brother, but he had crossed a line. He had used our sister for his petty revenge, despite my explicit warnings. After Father's death, we'd lost everything to his enemies. Once they'd stopped chasing us, I had thought it was time to lay low, live quietly, and never show our faces again.But my brother was consumed by vengeance. He wanted to avenge Fat
JAYCE BECKETT Just a month ago, the thought of Renato Marino meeting an untimely demise wouldn't have fazed me in the least. I wouldn't have given a damn about the damn criminal's fate. But now, as I sat here, my body present but my mind elsewhere, I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease that had taken hold of me.Time seemed to crawl by at a snail's pace as I counted down the seconds, minutes, and hours, waiting for the doctor to emerge from the room and give us an update on Renato's condition. My anxiety was evident, and I couldn't understand why I was so invested in the outcome. The silence was oppressive, and all I could think about was hearing those words, "He's fine now," But what if...? The uncertainty was eating away at me, and I couldn't shake off the feeling that my world was holding its breath, waiting for news about Renato if he was going to make it or not.Chocolate's reassurances echoed in my mind – this wasn't the first time Renato had teetered on the brink of de