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A love only I understand....

作者: Purpleink
last update 公開日: 2025-12-09 23:33:09

But I refused to be like them. I refused to be a robotic human. I approached Marco who was the only one I could talk to at least. "We should form an alliance," I insisted. "We can protect each other…it would be better than dying alone." I tried my possible best to convince him.

Marco, though reluctant, finally agreed after days of pestering.

And like my plan, we survived because we were protecting each other's backs, ensuring we both made it through the violence. We survived for a few more yea
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  • Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary    Understanding!

    Zayn let out a long, frustrated sigh. Then he walked toward me, his movements fluid despite the heavy coat. He stopped in front of the booth, refusing to meet my eyes. "I’m going to search you for your car keys, sir," he said, his voice polite and professional and that cut deeper than any insult. "Please remain still."I didn't move. I couldn't. Seeing him there, smelling that faint citrus perfume under the club's musk, made me feel a sudden, jarring sobriety. I watched him as his hands moved over my suit, his fingers grazing my ribs, searching for the key. When he finally found it, he reached out a hand to help me up."Let’s go sir," he murmured and Eve helped hold the door, but she patted my back as we walked past. He led me through the back exit, his grip on my arm firm and steady. When we got to my car, he helped me into the passenger seat and then walked around to the driver's side.The drive was silent for several minutes. The only sound was the hum of the tires on the wet pave

  • Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary    Broken heart!

    I swirled the ice in my glass as the bass of Elysium thrummed through the floorboards, vibrating in my teeth. I was four…maybe five whiskeys deep, and everything was starting to look unfocused.I was not one to easily get drunk, but today I wondered why the liquor was extra harsh on my throat.I felt like a fool. A massive, well-dressed, pathetic fool. I’d spent my entire life building a reputation as a man of steel, a Giordano who didn't flinch at blood or bankruptcy, and here I was, drowning my sorrows in a dark corner of a club because a red-headed dancer had looked through me and reduced me to nothing but a transaction. "You look like someone just shot your favorite dog, Rocco. Or maybe your heart."I didn't have to look up to know it was Eve. I could smell her expensive, smoky perfume over the scent of the whiskey. I heard the click of her heels as she stopped beside my booth, her shadow falling over the table."Go away, I'm not in the mood," I growled, my voice sounding rough.

  • Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary    Fruitless!

    The morning sun was too bright, reflecting off the polished hood of my SUV with a cheerful intensity that didn't match the heavy thrum of my heart. I’d spent two hours in front of the mirror, a pathetic amount of time for a man like me. I was wearing the navy blue matte cotton shirt Lorenzo had suggested, the sleeves rolled up to just below my elbows. Lorenzo said it'd make me look reliable. I’d even used a hint of woodsy, expensive cologne, hoping it would impress Zayn and stopped at a gourmet shop to buy a bag of snacks for Orion, a little thank you for the cookie he gave me the last time. I wanted to see the kid's face light up. I also wanted to see Zayn's eyes soften.I felt like a different person. I was even humming as I kept checking if my hair was perfect.But the moment Zayn stepped out of that crumbling apartment building with Orion, my smile grew bigger.I jumped out of the car, a greeting already on my tongue, but it died the second I saw his face. Zayn looked... guarde

  • Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary    Crush!

    I stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror in my bedroom, a half-empty glass of vintage Barolo in one hand and a crisp, white linen shirt draped over my other arm. And I was fucking blushing. Me, a man whose name was whispered with fear in the darkest corners of the city, was standing in his penthouse and grinning like a goddamn teenager after his first school dance with his hot crush.I didn't even go to a normal high school so I don't know how accurate that example is.I took a slow, heavy sip of the wine, the liquid coating my tongue, but my mind was miles away, back in that cramped, dimly lit apartment. I could still feel Zayn's throat around my cock. And shit! That sexy look in his eyes whenever he'd look up at me.Every moment with Zayn felt like an act of power. He knew exactly what he was doing, every movement deliberate, every breath calculated to drive me to the edge of insanity. "Get it together, Rocco," I muttered, but the smile wouldn't fade.I turned back to the

  • Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary    Taste of him!

    He chuckles as he looks at me. “Fucking cute!” He bites my earlobes then sucks on it as he keeps fucking my fist. But I wasn't kidding. Yeah sure! I should find it disgusting having a guy's dick in my mouth. Probably me from last week will punch the me now that's considering it.You know what? Fuck it!I turned him over on the couch and he gasped surprised. “Rocco…”I spread his legs as I settled in-between, staring at his lengthened cock.“Hell…what are you doing?” He panics.“You're so fucking beautiful. Even your cock is beautiful.” I breathe as I look up to meet his eyes and he's blushing hard. His ears and neck a red mess.“Rocco you…”“Didn't you ask if I wanted to suck your dick?” I grabbed his length and he gasped.“I was fucking joking!” He cried out. “It's obvious you've never been with a man before so I don't expect you to…“I want to suck your dick.” I say, still stroking him as he tries to stifle his moans, my hand wrapping around the base of his cock. “What should I d

  • Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary    I want to taste you!

    I grabbed his hair, pulling him closer as he let out a moan in my mouth. Fuck! How can he be so sexy.He tasted like the strawberry ice cream and everything I craved for. I groaned into his mouth too, my hand finding the back of his neck, pulling him closer until there was no air left between us. My brain was a fog of want, every instinct screaming at me to possess him. I leaned in closer, rocking my crotch against him still kneeling between my knees. Zayn pulled back just an inch, his lips wet and swollen, he looked down at my lap, a wicked, knowing grin spreading across his face. "Already? Hard from just a kiss?”I felt the heat of a blush crawling up my neck. I was fucking throbbing hard from nothing more than a few seconds of his mouth against mine. I was a grown man, and he had me reduced to a trembling mess with a single look.I was stunned when Zayn reached down, his small hand closing around the hard length of me through my trousers. I gasped, my head snapping back against

  • Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary    Become the monster!

    Father started handling business as we watched the performance. He sat at a velvet draped table in the center of the VIP section, his presence drawing every nervous eye in the room. I stood at his right, my legs aching, but my mind still stuck in that dark cell where Dante laid broken, wondering ho

  • Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary    Monster that eats his children!

    The screaming in this household every now and then was not the worst part of living here.Not the blood also, we were used to blood. It was the sound of our own voice that had slowly been silenced due to years of pain. On one of the days, as usual a kid was dragged into the house. He was a six-year

  • Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary    Tough!

    "It’s really going to be a bloodbath," I muttered. "I hope your Angel has insurance, because Rocco doesn't just get angry, he levels buildings. If he finds out he was lusting after a man, he’ll burn this club to the ground just to wash the memory from his brain."Eve just leaned back, blowing a per

  • Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary    Angel

    The past few days had felt like wearing a suit made of glass with one wrong move and the whole thing would shatter.Living with Liam was... quiet. We woke together, we shared meals, I watched him heal, the bruises on his skin fading slowly but surely.It was like a fever dream that I didn't want to

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