JAYCE BECKETT After dragging Renato all the way here from the bar, one question kept haunting me: why was I even doing this? Why did his pain ignite my anger? And more disturbingly, why did his silence enrage me?I was seething, furious with myself for letting my emotions get the better of me. Why had I snapped at him? What did I care if he was hurt? Renato Marino was the last person I'd go out of my way to help, so why did his pain seem to matter?Renato was far from a good man, he'd earned whatever happened to him, and probably worse.A deep, guttural grunt rumbled through the backseat, the kind that could be mistaken for a wounded animal. I'd heard sounds like that before, on hunting trips with my father at our summer house, the same desperate, pained noises those animals made. Renato's sounds weren't much different.My mind screamed at me to glance back, to check on him, but I refused. I kept my eyes fixed on the road, unwilling to face those deep stab wounds again. The sight
JAYCE BECKETT "Help him to that room," the feminine voice instructed again. I might have been losing my mind, because I could've sworn I'd heard that voice just a few days ago. But I couldn't quite place it. I had been undercover for so long, I had barely interacted with any women recently. I could count the number of women I had been around in the past few weeks on one hand."Wrap your arm around my neck," I told Renato, and he complied, his grip sloppy but understandable given his condition. "Who knew even a tiger could act like a kitten when he's on death's door," I muttered, grunting as I supported Renato's weight with my waist.Renato, to my surprise, didn’t argue. He wrapped his arms around my neck, groaned, and laid pressed against me. I wrapped my arms around his waist and hoisted him into position. Standing straight, with a full grown ass Renato using me for support, I made sure he was balanced on his feet. I took careful steps so he wouldn't fall over.“There you all ar
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
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 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
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 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 “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
RENATO MARINO The drive was in total silence, the only sound you could possibly hear was the soft hum of Nikola's car. My breathing was shallow, and my heartbeat felt almost nonexistent. I shifted in my seat, a low grunt escaping as discomfort set in. My wounds throbbed, but I resisted the urge to scratch them. I raised my hand to my hair, flexing my fingers as I raked them through the strands."Fucking do something about your hair, it's disgusting!" Jayce's words echoed in my mind, and I let out a dry, humorless huff. As I recalled his comment, I couldn't help but think about the state of my hair. This morning, staring at my reflection, I'd noticed the tangled mess staring back at me. The once-white color had dulled, overgrown with roots and now more of a reddish hue. I wondered why I'd chosen white in the first place. It had seemed like a bold statement then, but now it just looked like a mess. "Talk about making a wrong choice," I thought to myself, shaking my head.“Another
JAYCE BECKETT A throbbing sensation consumed me at first, but as I began to register my surroundings, I became aware of a cool cloth on my forehead, the gentle softness of sheets beneath me, and the warmth of a blanket covering me. I slowly forced my eyes open to see that I was in my room.The last thing I remembered was rushing home after a frantic exit from Renato's Villa, feeling like my life was falling apart. I'd walked into my living room to find Cole hunched over his laptop, typing away furiously as he told me something about applying for a marriage license. But I'd been too overwhelmed to respond, and the next thing I knew, I was slumping to the floor, blacking out completely. Cole must have carried me to my room."That fucker." I groaned, rubbing my eyes.BEEP.BEEP.The jarring sound of my alarm blaring ripped through the air, prompting a harsh grunt from me. I lifted my hand, first removing the damp cloth from my forehead, and then reaching for the annoying alarm on the
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 f
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