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The Man Who Remembers
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22.04.2026 22:26:15
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The Don's Dirty Obsession The Morning After the Fall
"We're not done, Ceddy. You start tomorrow…as my kept boy."Cedric jerked awake, falcone’s low voice still echoing in his skull like a brand. His body ached in all the wrong places, a dull throb between his legs and faint fingerprints on his hips that sent unwelcome heat crawling up his neck. He grabbed his phone off the nightstand. Marcus had already texted twice. Demanding. Impatient.He typed back quickly. “Fine. Twenty minutes.”Cedric dragged on yesterday’s hoodie and jeans, wincing as the fabric brushed over the marks. Last night had really happened. Falcone bending him over that desk, making him come apart while he moaned like he needed it more than air. And now he had to sit across from Marcus pretending he was still the loyal informant.The greasy diner smelled of burnt coffee and old grease. Marcus was already waiting in the back booth, arms crossed tight, jaw locked like he was chewing on something bitter. Cedric slid into the seat opposite him.“You look like shit,” Marcus
The Don's Dirty Obsession The Devil's Proposition
“You came into my club wearing a fucking wire, Cedric.”The words slammed into him the second the heavy door clicked shut. Falcone’s voice stayed low and controlled, but it cut sharper than any shout. The soundproofed office swallowed everything, dark wood, thick leather, the air heavy with expensive cologne. Cedric’s back hit the wall hard.“Shut the hell up,” Cedric snapped, even though falcone hadn’t asked a question yet. His heart hammered so loud he could barely hear himself. “You don’t know shit about…”“I know about the debt,” falcone cut in smoothly, stepping closer. “Five hundred thousand now, thanks to the new management. I know your mother got fired because the collectors kept showing up at the hospital, scaring the patients. I know Ray leaves handprint bruises on Lily’s arm when you’re not around to stop him. I know you let strangers fuck your mouth in piss-stained bathroom stalls for eighty fucking bucks just to keep the lights on.”Cedric’s stomach dropped. He tried to l
The Don's Dirty Obsession The Man Who Remembers
"I said," Falcone murmured, his voice low enough that only Cedric could hear, "who sent you?" Cedric's pulse thudded against Falcone's fingers. "No one," he managed, trying to keep his voice steady. "I told you, I just needed a job." Falcone studied him like he was reading a language only he understood. "You expect me to believe that? That out of every club in this city, you happened to walk into mine?" "I filled out an application, and someone called me back. That's how jobs work," Cedric said quickly. His brain was already scrambling for lies that sounded like the truth. "You think I'd volunteer to be here if I knew it was yours?" A slow smile curved Falcone's lips. "That's what I'm trying to decide." He released Cedric's face at last, but the phantom of his touch lingered. Falcone turned to pour himself a drink, calm as if they'd been chatting about the weather. The amber liquid caught the light as he swirled it in the glass. "Do you know what the difference is between a
The Don's Dirty Obsession Fucked Up High School Reunion
Cedric stopped, then he turned around slowly.Falcone was looking at him now, really looking, his phone forgotten on the table. His expression was unreadable, but something was happening behind those eyes, some calculation, some recognition that Cedric didn't understand."Come here," Falcone said.It wasn't a request.Cedric's feet moved before his brain caught up, carrying him back to the table while he freaked out in his head. His first day on the job, and he was already fucked! What the hell possessed him to accept to such a dangerous job? What could Falcone possibly want from him?He walked back to the centre of the booth, where Falcone sat watching him with dark, knowing eyes that made Cedric feel naked.Up close, he was even more unbelievably hot. There was a faint scar on his temple, a small imperfection that somehow made him more attractive, not less. And his hands, long elegant fingers currently resting on his knee, Cedric imagined those fingers stretching out his ass from be
The Don's Dirty Obsession No Way Out
The wire itched.Cedric stood in the club's bathroom, full of black marble and gold fixtures that probably cost more than his entire existence, and stared at his reflection. The crisp white shirt they'd given him was tailored within an inch of its life, tucked into black slacks that actually fit for once. His ribs didn’t hurt as much anymore. His hair was styled back, his face had healed enough that makeup covered the worst of the bruising, and he looked hot as hell, like someone who belonged in a place like this.The wire was taped to his chest, a tiny microphone no bigger than a button, and the transmitter pack was clipped to his back beneath his shirt. Marcus's voice echoed in his head from the briefing two hours ago: “Don't take it off. Don't compromise the equipment. We need everything.”Cedric's fingers found the edge of the tape, then he ripped the wire off in one sharp motion, gasping at the sting, before dropping the whole setup into the trash and burying it deep under paper
The Don's Dirty Obsession Take It Or Leave It
"You start Monday.”Cedric blinked, dragging his attention away from the cop’s mouth, the kind of mouth that looked like it knew how to do very interesting things in bed, not focusing at all on the words being said.Brett had dropped him off at the police station twenty minutes ago with a “good luck, you’re gonna need it” that had done absolutely nothing to calm Cedric’s nerves, even after the morphine he took to chill out.He noticed the cop’s name tag and read it. Detective Marcus fucking Chen!How the hell was his high school crush now a cop?! And he had only gotten better looking! Sure he’d traded the letterman jacket for a police uniform, but he still had that same cool attitude that had made sixteen-year-old Cedric weak in the knees. The same sharp jawline, the same green eyes that could probably see right through Cedric’s bullshit. And that mouth, holy mother of fuck! He was dying to know what it would feel like wrapped around his cock.“--- listening to me?” Marcus was saying
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