Chasing The Monster The Secret Agent's Mafia Mate Book Two

Killian stood there at the entrance until Mike disappeared. He clenched his hand and put it in the pocket of his coat. Burying it deep, as if he didn’t want to look at the place Mike had touched him with his lips. It was starting to get cold, the morning chill penetrating through his body, and Killian took a deep breath before he went inside. He took the elevator to his apartment, not turning on the lights. Killian didn’t need to as he knew his place by heart. He opened the door and hesitated before turning on the lights in there and after a while, he closed the door and leaned against it. Killian eventually turned the lights on, took off his jacket and headed towards the kitchen. “Whisky or vodka? “He said, opening the liquor cabinet. “Isn’t it a bit early for that. “ The voice came from his living room. “It’s a bit too late if you ask me. “ Killian said as he picked up a bottle of wine and glanced around for a crystal glass. “You’ re just getting old.”Killian said and Gar

“Hey boss, it’s me. “ Mike said and the man greeted in return form the other side of the line. “Agent Scott, it’s been a while. How is the investigation going? I received the report, you’ve gotten quite close to them quickly. Good job. I heard Paris and all that. “His boss was always saying ten things in one sentence. It was good, they didn’t have much time for idle chit- chat. “Thank you, Sir. Yes. “Mike said, “ How did you know? About France, I mean, I don’t remember reporting… “Mike asked, although he knew the Bureau had eyes everywhere. Literally. “Flynn told me. ““Flynn…Right. “Mike said, remembering what Jesse had told him. A few weeks ago Jesse had said he had heard Richard and Flynn talk about him. But then Flynn had called him, saying Mike should never trust Jesse. It was a mind - game, the kind of game people rarely got out of alive, unfortunately. The only question was- who was lying. “What do you have for me?” Mike asked, hearing some rustling on the other side o

He led Killian to the bedroom. The lights in the room were off and the window was facing a dark corner of the street, so everything was enveloped in darkness besides the light the few ads from the outside were reflecting. They were standing opposite each other. Killian was silent as Mike lifted his hand and buried it deep in Killian’ s hair. Then Mike leaned in and kissed him very slowly. His lips moved lower reaching the neckline of Killian’s shirt. “Can I?” Mike asked, whispering against his mate’s skin and Killian looked surprised, but then he nodded. Mike took Killian’s shirt off slowly , then threw the cloth away and ran his hand very slowly over Killian’s shoulders, over his collarbone, then lower to his stomach. He had thought of this for so long he had forgotten when it had all started. Most likely the moment he met Killian. He’d wanted him since then. He felt Killian shiver as he kept running his fingers lower until they reached Killian’s waistline. Mike kissed his ne

After the shower Mike shaved and got dressed. He changed his shirt twice and finally went with a plain black one. He had a coffee. Then another. The weather was bad and it was going to rain. Mike was trying not to check his phone. And he didn't. Eventually one of the guys called and said he’d pick him up because he was passing by. During the ride the guy must have spoken to Mike and most likely Mike had replied. Maybe they had listened to some music, maybe they hadn't. He had no idea. Because all of that was just background noice. He arrived at the manor and Jesse greeted him at the entrance. He was as livery as ever. They were informed they would be guarding an event tonight at one of the manors. The guys finished what they had for the morning and before he knw it, it was late afternoon. They went for lunch. Jesse sat next to him at the table, talking about everything and nothing. He was halfway telling Mike a story when he realized Jesse was asking him a question. “Uh, yeah.

Flynn He was pacing around the spacious library. Waiting. Because Richard always made him wait. As if I am some punk he’s hired to clean after his deals. He scoffed but had no choice except to wait. Flynn went over to the window and took a look around the huge backyard. Two dogs the size of wolves were running around, playing. The manor was one of the most beautiful Flynn had ever seen. Something he thought he would never have, but fate was proving him wrong. Flynn had joined the Secret Service at a young age, just like anyone in this job. The reason was simple- climbing the ranks was extremely difficult. One needed time unless they fucked their superiors. Perhaps that was one of the reasons he hated Killian so much. Another was that the guy was always looking at him in such a suspicious way, Flynn could swear Killian knew Flynn was a double agent. “That fucker, “ Flynn thought bitterly, “He’s never done anything important besides being a fuck toy to Richard. Yet, he’s the o