Dante's POV“Come on,” I coaxed him, trying to get his mind off the money. He was suspicious, but he couldn't prove it.I did have those clauses, and there was a fixed amount that was updated with the economic situation to match the times.I had it updated just so I could send money into Christopher’s account.He could keep searching, but I knew him well enough to make sure I cleared all my paper trail, so there was no way he would find anything that could or would incriminate me.I found him too smart to underestimate, though, so I made a mental note to send a text to Reine to make sure everything looked real when he went looking.I knew he wanted to make money to be on the same level with me and to be able to do stuff for me the way I did for him, so I understood that.He wouldn’t take the money without working for it, though, so I let him work.He was doing a great job, too. Our books have never been as perfect as they are now, so it was a win-win situation if you really looked at
Christopher's POVI laid on the bed, staring at him typing on his laptop. I knew I was being lazy, but like, I also didn't want to work.I just wanted to lay around. Plus, all my paperwork was up to date, so I didn't have to worry about all that.I had all the books up to date, so if I spent a day being lazy, it didn't matter, as long as I did my work well and submitted it when it was needed and didn’t make any mistakes that cost the company, I would be fine.Right?It didn't even matter anyway. I was fucking the boss, and for today, I would take my fucking-the-boss privilege and use it.Did it make me a little disgusting? Maybe, but honestly, I didn't care.There were a lot of things I just didn't care about.I don't know, ever since I got turned, I've gotten perspective, and now I just don't really care too much anymore.It was nice.I mean, not feeling shame for skipping work because I was fucking the boss.Before, I would be paranoid about what everyone was saying, and I would wor
Dante's POV“Get your boulder of an arm off me,” he mumbled, raising my arm that was resting on his face.I grinned but kept it there as a joke, and that seemed to piss him off.“What if I don't want to?” I asked, causing even more struggle.“Well, I'm forcing it off,” he said, pushing my arm off.I pretended to let go and then pulled him back close again so he was pressed deeper against me.“What are you going to do now?” I whispered in his ear, getting on his nerves.He gave me an annoyed look but didn't say anything. I knew this little shit well enough to know that his silence wasn't compliance. He was planning something else, and I was right.A few seconds later, he started to climb my body and I mean this in a literal sense. He snuggled up my body, climbing on me, and I couldn't do much about it.He did it until he successfully made himself cling onto me like I was an attachment of him.I didn't hate it but held onto him, enjoying the feel of his body on mine.“I can't win, can I
Christopher's POVA surprise? The only surprise I wanted right now was a bed and some lube. Hell, I don't even need the lube that much.I could do with just the bed or maybe not even the bed.I could just get fucked in an alley.That was just how much need I needed it. It was driving me insane.We got into the Uber he’d ordered. I didn’t know where we were going and couldn’t even bring myself to care.As the driver drove us there, I couldn’t help but fiddle with my fingers. I had so much pent-up need and frustration and nowhere to put them.He reached for my hand and linked his fingers with mine, holding them in place. He lifted my hand that was interlocked with his and brought them to his lips, looking at me with complete and pure adoration.I couldn’t help but smile sheepishly at him. I felt very melty inside of me, and he knew the effect he had on me because he just continued to act like normal while I had to scramble to figure out how to act like a normal adult.The cab pulled in
Dante's POV“What’s wrong? Don’t you want to please me anymore?” I asked him as his tongue darted out to lick my thumb tracing his lips.I smiled smugly, pushing my thumb into his lips and they parted for me. I pressed down on his jaw and his mouth opened even wider.His tongue darted on my thumb and then, while looking at me, he finally took my thumb into his mouth, properly sucking on it while maintaining eye contact with me.I watched him suck that thumb while staring me down, and with every stroke of his tongue, I smiled as he stared at me with deep desire.God, this man drives me. I fitted my index finger with my thumb and he lapped on it hungrily, not caring that we were out in an open street.It was not very busy, but I could still notice some people passing on the street and I knew they could see us.That somehow made it even better.“Come on,” I said, pulling him close and pulling my fingers from his mouth and grabbing his hair.This new cut made his hair even easier to grab.
Christopher's POV This was exhilarating the way Dante handled the whole situation. Now we were sitting right beside the dining old man. Dante had ordered another drink, and the old man was giving us a look that could kill. We'd not only badly bruised his ego, but we'd also annoyed him to the extent of leaving one restaurant and then followed him to another. I could only imagine just how much rage he was suppressing. It was absolutely hilarious, and I was trying my best not to fall over laughing at him. "Sunshine, what do you want to eat for dinner?" Dante whispered in my ear loud enough for the man to hear. I smiled and mused like I was trying to figure out what to say. I bit my lips and leaned in to whisper again, loud enough for the old fart to hear. "I don't know. I'm pretty hungry. Why don't you feed me that big cock of yours?" I asked in a sultry tone. That seemed to piss off the old man because he finally stood up in anger and pulled out his phone. He calle