LIAM There was a very uncomfortable silence, for a minute or two before they all started laughing, as if I had just cracked a joke of a lifetime. “Did you hear that, boys? He wants to buy our protection.” There was another defeating laughter. Did Daniel know these kinds of things happen? I wondered, facing my assailants with determination.“Tell me your price,” I growled desperately. The attention was back again on me. “You need money and I need protection.” I added with certainty catching their interest. “How much do you have?” The boss asked seriously,“Two hundred bills. “ I replied immediately.“Okay,” he accepted instantly, making me wary. The bastard didn't laugh, negotiate or kick me, surprisingly. “Does that mean you accept?” I must have jinxed it. He slapped me hard. “Never make me repeat myself, now pay up.” He scolded grimly.I traced my palm over my bruised cheek. “I will pay, but you have to guarantee my safety.” I held my ground, aggravating him more. “From you as w
DANIEL My agitation only grew with time. When it got the better of me, I locked my office in a hurry, headed to the parking lot. I will have to wait until Monday to confront Liam. My phone blasted with Chris's name on the screen. I let it go straight to voicemail. I knew he would be pissed, but I would rather do the explaining face to face. My thoughts drifted back to Liam as I sped through the highway. I sincerely want the best for him, but I am not sure to what extent. I'm jeopardizing everything I believe in, just because I am interested in him. I would have talked to him before I left, but I didn't trust my emotions around him. Not when I am this agitated. My only hope is that those bastards don't end up double-crossing him. Because it would force me to react, and I am not sure whether it would be good for anyone. I took a right turn and spotted an empty parking spot, which I hurriedly occupied. I sighted Chris the moment I got into the bar. He was seated by the counter, glan
LIAM It has been two weeks since I stopped tiptoeing around the prison scared. It has also been two weeks since the last time Daniel sought me out.He has been avoiding me and I figured it's because I joined the crew, instead of waiting for him like I had promised I would.It's irritating. I can't just march into his office, and demand to have a talk. Many are the days I have contemplated doing exactly that, but I know it would be jeopardizing the both of us. So, I have been patient, hoping he will get over whatever hurt ego issues he has going on and hear my side of the story. But he hasn't. And I am worried that perhaps he has lost interest in me. It's not a delightful feeling. Long gone, are the sneaky tender stolen gazes. Now, whenever our eyes meet, he quickly averts.My days are now spent with the crew, playing my part. I wasn't thrilled when I found out that my protection included spending all my time outside the cell with them. But it was the only way they could guarantee m
DANIELOne might think that I am used to the chaos and mess that comes with my title as a warden, but don't be fooled.The kind of sh*t that goes around in prison is quite unpredictable. Take for instance now, it's just a few minutes past 4 am, and I am in my car heading to work. Apparently, I had three murders on my hands and no one knows anything. From what I understand, it started with a fire.Three hours later and my phone is blowing up crazily. My superiors are demanding answers I don't have. And it doesn't help that I have a certain inmate to avoid. I have four guys interviewing the inmates on the matter and Gianna, Kane, and I are working on an incident report. We need to have a convincing argument on why no one saw anything, or things will become really ugly for all of us. They might send in audits, and nothing good comes from such visits. But at the same time, three bodies cannot be ignored. I have three families to sadden with the breaking news, and I can't find a logical
LIAMMy mood can only be described as fabulous, ever since I cornered him a week ago and cleared our misunderstanding. Things have gotten more interesting…. Winks, deliberate lip bites, and naughty smirks seem to be our signature mode of communication. My days have got better than I hoped, all thanks to Daniel. Dad commented on my optimism the last time he visited. You are glowing, his words.Thinking back at our previous encounter, I can't seem to stop smiling. The simple caresses on my back felt euphoric as I buried my nose in his chest, inhaling his intoxicating scent. My attachment to Daniel has escalated quickly, which scares me greatly. I'm still cautious, but I can't deny that the warden arouses something deeper in me than Spencer ever did.Matthew banged his hand on the wall, startling me in the process. I slightly frowned in concern, but he just shook his head and as I was about to question it. I let him be. Just then, our cells opened, signifying it's time for dinner. I
DANIEL “F*ck!” I turned sharply, cursing loudly. I didn't move, though.How could I have not seen it? All this while it has been staring right at me, but I was a dumbass for not seeing it. Liam is still hung up on Spencer.I had said 'f*ck' it and went after my deepest desires. I would have devoured his lips sooner, but I needed his consent. Also, I wanted to let him know that he had a choice; that he would always have one. When I halted in my movements, it was to search for any sign of discomfort on his face. I am still fighting to level my breathing before I face him. He leaned closer and bumped his head on my back as he wrapped his hands on my waist. “Why did you stop me?” His shaky voice sounded pained, with a hint of desperation.He tightened his hold on me as he rubbed his face up and down, back and forth on my back. “ Talk to me, please. I don't understand…” he trailed off.I turned to face him without saying a word deliberately. I lifted my hand and ran my fingers through
LIAMI can't quite remember ever being so happy and cared for. This might sound strange since I am stuck in prison and all, but being with Daniel has changed my life. I am smiling more and each day feels better than the last. It's not all roses and shit since we have to lie low and only operate behind closed doors, but it's something new. Something great, something I want to hold on to for as long as I can. My mind drifted back to the day I finally got to taste those amazing lips. I wanted to do more than kissing but my warden didn't think I was in any position to receive the kind of intimacy I was craving.As much as I disliked it, I had to admit my body needed time to heal. He had however promised to make it up to me and I have been eagerly waiting for him to deliver. We have met quite a few times in his office but it never goes beyond simple kisses to my disappointment. " Liam," a familiar voice startled me out of my reverie, making me turn fast, almost losing my footing. "Hi
DANIELI can feel my rock-hard c*ck straining in my pants. It's not helping that my sweet s*xy boy is grinding wantonly on my budge. It's making it ten times harder to reign in my desires. I attempted to pry his hands from my body, but he growled in displeasure.“ Give me more!” He stated, boldly, dropping tiny kisses on my bare chest. My soldier seemed to love our boy's thinking. It began leaking…Before I could overthink it, I stood with Liam in my arms and laid him slowly on the bed. I kicked my boots off and Without tearing my eyes from his beautiful face, went on and removed his pants. Once he was completely naked in my arms and squirming under my gaze, I spread his legs and ogled him openly. “Aren't you going to do anything?” He whined gasping harshly, chasing my lips in the process, but I pushed him on his back. “After this," I grabbed his c*ck as I peered at him, loving how impatient he was getting. I winked determinedly, dropping a kiss on his navel. He let out a delightf