LOGINFernando’s POVThe chaos of the night before had faded into pale sunlight stretching across buildings and streets still waking up. Cars rolled lazily through intersections while pedestrians hurried with coffee cups in hand, trying to begin normal lives completely unaware of the violence and madness hidden beneath this town’s calm appearance.Meanwhile, I was standing in front of a roadside flower shop trying to decide whether Ashley would prefer white lilies or pink roses.Life was ridiculous sometimes.The old woman running the flower stand smiled warmly at me as she adjusted a bucket of sunflowers near the entrance.“You look troubled,” she said knowingly.I smirked faintly.“Do I?”“You’ve been staring at those flowers for almost ten minutes" she replied. I glanced back at the bouquets. Honestly, I barely cared about the flowers themselves. I only needed an excuse to visit the hospital again.My men stationed outside had informed me earlier this morning that Henry and Kim were st
Michael’s POVThe doorbell kept ringing again and again and Theo looked one second away from committing actual murder.I was still half bent over the bed trying to steady my breathing while Theo slowly pulled his cock out from me with visible reluctance, muttering something deeply threatening beneath his breath.The sudden emptiness made me exhale shakily and Theo immediately noticed.His eyes darkened.“Don’t make that sound,” he warned.I blinked innocently.“What sound?”“That disappointed sound.”“I don’t know what you’re talking about" I said.Theo stared at me like he absolutely did not believe me then the doorbell rang again.Theo closed his eyes briefly.“I hate whoever is outside" he said then picked up his trousers. A laugh escaped me before I could stop it.Theo paused halfway through pulling on his pants before looking at me with the most exhausted expression imaginable.“You're coming with me” he said.I laughed again, softer this time.The warmth lingering between us st
Michael’s POVTheo filled my senses completely.His warmth, his voice, the steady pressure of his body against mine.Every slow movement between us made my breathing more uneven, my fingers tightening helplessly against his shoulders while the room remained wrapped in dim golden light and tangled sheets.And yet, Fernando still lingered in the back of my mind.I hated myself for it.Theo was the one touching me carefully, kissing me like I mattered, looking at me like I was something precious instead of broken.I kissed Theo deeply again, drawing another shaky breath from me while his hand slid slowly along my waist.Theo made a surprised sound against my mouth before immediately kissing me back with the same intensity.I couldn't bear to keep on staring at his face as he's fucking me and I'm thinking of Fernando. I used the distraction to shift beneath him, breaking the position between us awkwardly.Theo blinked as I turned around instead, moving onto my hands while trying to regai
Michael’s POVTheo’s eyes never left mine, not for a second.The condom wrapper had already been discarded somewhere on the bed, forgotten amongst tangled sheets while the warm light from the bedside lamp cast soft shadows across his face.Theo leaned down slowly and kissed me again, deep and warm, like he was trying to calm every nervous thought running through my head.My hands slid up his shoulders while his body settled carefully between my legs again.“You’re thinking too much,” Theo murmured softly against my mouth.“You say that every five minutes.”“Because it keeps being true.”I huffed out a weak laugh despite myself and Theo smiled faintly before kissing the corner of my mouth.“You still okay?”I nodded slowly.“Yes.”But nervous didn’t even begin to describe what I was feeling.It had been so long since I had let someone this close to me, so long since I had allowed myself to be vulnerable in this way.And Theo somehow made it impossible to completely retreat into my own
Michael’s POVTheo kissed me like he had no intention of stopping.Every time I thought I had finally adjusted to the overwhelming warmth between us, he somehow managed to make everything feel even more intense.His mouth moved against mine with dangerous patience while his hands explored my body like he was trying to memorize every reaction I gave him and unfortunately, I was reacting to everything.My fingers curled tightly into the sheets beneath me as Theo kissed down my jaw again, his breath warm against my skin.“You’re still tense,” he murmured softly.“That’s because you keep looking at me like that" I replied. Theo smiled faintly against my throat.“Like what?”“Like you’re planning something.”“I am planning something.”The confidence in his voice sent another wave of heat through me.I exhaled shakily while Theo kissed lower, taking his time in a way that made my entire body feel restless.His hands slid slowly along my waist before one disappeared toward the bedside drawe
Michael’s POVMy entire body felt overheated, every breath came out uneven, every thought inside my head had dissolved into complete chaos and Theo looked entirely too pleased about that.I was still bent slightly against the dining table, gripping the edge tightly while Theo slowly straightened behind me again, his hands sliding firmly along my waist.The smug satisfaction radiating from him was almost unbearable.I turned my head slightly, breathing hard as his whiped the saliva on his mouth with the back of his hand.“You taste divine” he said.The confidence in his voice sent another wave of heat through me.Theo turned me around slowly after that, his hands careful but firm as he guided me back against the edge of the table. His eyes moved over my face, studying every reaction like he was trying to memorize me.The intensity of his stare alone nearly ruined what little composure I had left.“You look beautiful like this,” he murmured softly.Flustered warmth immediately crawled u
Fernando’s POV Dominique and I stood in the middle of the foyer, shoulders squared despite the faint bruises that shadowed his jawline. The swelling along the ridge of his cheekbone looked worse in the daylight, yet it only seemed to highlight the strength in his features. For the first time I
Michael’s POV I didn’t even know when I had moved. One moment, Fernando was reaching out toward Henry, his voice dripping with authority, heavy with that subtle menace only he could wield, as he spoke about teaching the boy how to shoot a damn gun, and the next, I was there. Standing directly in
Fernando’s POV I have lived through nights of gunfire. I have walked into ambushes where my heart pounded against my ribs as bullets rained down. I have sat across the table from men who would slit my throat if I dared to blink. But this quiet evening at the dining table with Henry chewing on hi
Fernando’s POV I hated the way lies sat heavy on my tongue. They tasted like metal, sharp and bitter, but I had mastered the art of speaking them so smoothly that even the cleverest man in the world swallowed them as truth. It was one of the things I had picked up from my father while I watched







