Se connecterTHEOMy name is Theo. It wasn't Ciro. I played hockey and I was damn near good at it. And I loved one man, and him alone, Hunter.Jeremy had filled me in, explained all that needed to be, from my fucking useless stepfather, to my uncle who had groomed me, to the deadbeat homophobic mother I had, to the banshee of a wife I'd married to piss her off, to my godlike abilities on the ice. Even now watching videos and clips of me playing, Hunter alongside me, our chemistry was raw, evident. It was funny how no one knew we were in love, well except for Jeremy who I'm sure would have missed me if I ever forgot who he was.Jeremy was detailed in his explanation but I felt no connection whatsoever. My memories were fragmented, I could picture some moments and scenes yet nothing felt intimate except for the one person I would meet in about three minutes.Cerci was awfully silent in the car, he'd shift every now and then but he'd not say a thing, not with Zenya in the car watching him like a fuck
HUNTERMy heart beat rapidly, sweat breaking out on my temples as I darted my eyes around, walking a few steps into the grand mansion before us, on the left at the top of the stairs stood a man, deadly looming, a menacing smirk on his lips, his eyes remained glued to that of Atlas and I felt anger spike in my insides, my wolf snarling low"Come on baby… don't act all coy, you missed me didn't you" the man, Mikhail I guess, spoke, descending slowly from the steps, I felt a snarl curl on my lips, why was he here, why was Theo here, was he playing house, suddenly he found some rich Spanish bastard and would ignore me"I… fuck… I need to be with you, alone" Atlas stuttered to the man, his eyes had dropped to mine for only a minute before shifting his gaze away from me again"And who is this… if I may ask" Mikhail inquired, still not sounding all too interested in me"Friend… now tell me, will you fucking come with me or will I ask questions" Atlas glared at the man who, from an awfully sc
CIRO (THEO)I paced around the garage, a frown locked on my face. I'd snuck out, boarded the flight, and almost ran a car over here. I was delayed outside for an hour. I didn't know what was going on, and it was fucking killing me. My eyes moved back to meet with Ren, and he was also looking like he had warned me this would happen."I'm going for a bloody walk. The minute they grant access to visitors, call me." I blurted out angrily. Ren nodded along with the other guys, they took the cue that I didn't want anyone else following me and probably looked way more tense than I had expected."It's just a day walk, it won't get me far. I need to clear my head." I repeated simply to clarify before hustling away. My head was a mess. I was never this disoriented. Everything irritated me, pissed me the fuck off.I walked further. Guards were everywhere. Soldatos, guns in every hand, they weren't even trying to be sneaky about it. I stopped in my tracks. My gaze locked with a dark pair. He was
HUNTERI pumped my brakes, stiffening in my seat, the phone pressed to my ear."Atlas?" I asked in a low whisper. I hadn't spoken to him in a while... in years. I'd kept tabs on him for a while, he managed to evade me but was fine. I got the message to get the bratva soldatos off him. But getting a call from him out of nowhere suddenly."I asked a fucking question here. The only reason I let Theo be with you was because I believed he was better off that way, and now you are letting him go off to be with... some man?" Atlas questioned, the anger bleeding through his tone was evident."I don't know what you mean, Hunter. Theo's family didn't make it public yet but... Atlas, Theo is dead." I whispered into the phone, my hands damn near shaking, waiting for him to be as shattered as I had been when I'd heard those very words. It didn't come. No anger. No wrath."Is this some shitty lie? I get it. I should never have let you be with him. What the hell was I thinking? And now you've fucked
HUNTERI'm buzzing with adrenaline, the need to kill, the hungry taste of blood as I stood by the entrance, hands crossed over my chest. I watched each bratva pakhan from across the world shift uneasily in their seats, passing hardened stares at one another.Some were allies. Some were not. And today, I was counting on the fact they'd rip each other apart.I felt an arm shove at me, yanking me backwards out of the council hall. The massive room currently housing twenty-two pakhans who were all itching and restless."What the fuck did you do?" Jeremy screamed, looking rancid, having equally dark circles and bloodshot eyes as I did as well. He looked a mess, barely holding on his weight, his rough hand running through his hair for the millionth time today."Where's Zenya?" I asked, tasting the word and trying to feign ignorance as I spoke."Where's Zenya?" Jeremy asked, the words holding a snicker of irritation to it."I don't know why you pulled this shit, calling a council meeting? Wi
CIROI rolled in bed. Angry, irritated, and full of suspicion. Cerci had in fact not returned home last night. I couldn't sleep either, with that annoying voice still in my head. I just didn't know enough. I wasn't certain if I had an affair or not. If Cerci always stayed out as he'd been doing frequently, then it made sense. I got bored easily.But what made no sense was how I could get into an affair and keep it going without Cerci or any of his men knowing. That part was definitely too good to be true.I could hear the honking and screeching of tires. I shot out of bed, poking my head out to see Cerci and his convoy return home. For the third time, I felt irritation surge up in me. I didn't want him back yet. He had lied about returning. I needed to be alone. I kicked back beneath the duvet, switching off the lights to lie in my pretense sleep, even when I knew there had been a camera in the room.Soon, the door swung open and the thudding of his feet drew closer to me."Si, si, s
HUNTERI felt like roadkill.Each time I moved, I felt that unpleasant sting in my ass. He really had almost pounded the life out of me, for fuck’s sake. We’d gone at it four whole times, and each time he filled up my ass, stretching me wider, filling me with his fucking load more times than I cou
THEO’S POVEach time I parted my eyes, I saw Hunter and Jamal locking eyes, flirting, being touchy. It all grated down on my fucking nerves. They’d gone out as soon as we settled into the rooms, and it’s been a few minutes since they returned, both drunk, yet having conversations like they’d been b
THEOWe almost lost. Almost… so damn close. We’d scored just one goal about three minutes left in the game. It had been a miracle. We played like shit, however based on our luck we’d ended the game with one goal against one goal of the Saints.Which was why we all sat in the locker room, looking sh
THEO.Sudden disgust pooled in my belly as soon as I recalled all that had happened last night. I groaned, rubbing my palms over my face, my heart slamming hard, my head throbbing heavily. Fuck. I felt like roadkill. I’d never drunk that much. I always wanted to stay in shape for hockey games and a







