로그인Matthias felt lighter after having Dante in the car, right beside him. They dumped the stolen car in another empty parking lot before walking a few blocks away. Then only did Matthias call an Uber to take him back to his hotel.Dante followed Matthias into the hotel, wondering what he was up to.Why did he let himself get controlled by Matthias? He could kill the guy anytime now. Dante had a weapon while Matthias had nothing. Still, he didn't."What do you mean by a pet?" Dante spoke up when the silence became unbearable."Obey me for one day, Dante," Matthias said, motioning for him to step into the room.Dante narrowed his eyes. He knew what entering a hotel room with somebody meant.What Matthias was asking of him sounded like a bad decision."No," Dante said."No?""You're trying to use me and fuck me. I told you before, I'm not into men.""Is it?" Matthias gave him an innocent look."It is," Dante snapped."I wasn't thinking of that."Dante blinked. "Really?""I meant," Matthias
Let me go," Dante said. But it was said rather weakly."I refuse to." Matthias bit Dante's ear. A gasp tore from Dante's lips and he shuddered, his fingers digging into the wood. What the... What the fuck was this feeling? It hurt, but there was another feeling that Dante couldn't explain.Matthias sucked in a breath, taking in Dante's scent. He smelt like citrus and something masculine that was distinctively Dante's.Matthias dragged his tongue over Dante's ear, biting his lobe before shoving his tongue in. Dante squirmed as the sensation was starting to overwhelm him.Dante may be strong and muscular, but he was forgetting that Matthias was stronger.While Dante was agile as he used knives and guns, Matthias trained in strength and had built up his muscles. Plus, he was taller.Dante couldn't shove Matthias away. He didn't know why, but it was like his body had betrayed him. Maybe it already did. With his right hand, Matthias dragged his fingers up Dante's hip, drawing circles.Dant
Matthias came here acting on his emotions, those strong bitter ones that kept rising in his chest the more he looked at those photos.The whole building was in a lockdown because someone had died. His gaze dropped to the knife in the open trunk."Mister Whittaker, what a pleasure," Dante said.Somehow, Matthias didn't like it when he called him by his surname. He preferred it when Dante said his name, maybe because he couldn't stop thinking about him moaning it that night."Hey, you two," a voice called out.Dante swiftly slipped his knife behind him just as an officer approached.Here was Matthias' chance. He could use this as an advantage against Dante, since he knew that Dante was more likely to ignore him and walk off. The young officer approached them cautiously, eyes shifting between them, suspicion written across his face.Dante stepped near the car, blocking the trunk from view as he plastered on a huge friendly smile.Of course, the scene here looked suspicious. There's a car
Fuck.Sofia was dead. Blood seeped out of the hole in her head, her eyes open with fear written all over them.The wailing of police cars and a dark shadow moving from the window opposite this room pulled his attention away from the body.Dante ran to the window to see someone closing the curtain in the opposite room. The spa building was connected to a hotel. One would have to cross the mini garden below or the bridge that linked the two buildings together.Cursing, Dante pulled his phone out to give instructions to his men.The person was running through the hallways of the hotel, escaping. The building might be connected, but the exits were limited."Tatum, get men to block every entrance at the hotel and the spa. Now!" Dante barked while fixing his comms into his ear for better communication."Yes, signore."He reached the bridge, running across it and looking around. There were more than one assassin. What did they want, taking out Sofia?Someone had called the cops. The sirens n
"Matthias?" Taylor called his name again."Um, yeah, yeah.""What are you saying yeah for? Yeah, you want him?""What, no!" Matthias cleared his throat as Taylor laughed."It sucks when you found out I was gay," he grumbled.Taylor had never failed to show him countless men that she thought would be his type. Eventually, she wanted him to settle down and come out, to be brave and open. To tell everyone that he was gay. But Matthias refused. He couldn't.The company was filled with old employees who were baby boomers. People during that time weren't as accepting and tolerant as the new generation today."Your friend is really cute. I mean, look at him. See those? Wowie."His phone chimed. More photos from Taylor. Matthias' mouth fell open at the shots taken. They were taken from afar, at sneaky angles, but under the orange sunlight, it made Dante look... more gorgeous.Like an angel out of heaven. No, not an angel. He looked ethereal. Maybe Matthias was exaggerating when he thought of
Dante was losing his mind. He was becoming restless, and it was for no reason. Three days had passed since Matthias fucked his throat raw, blackmailed him, made him leave Freda's mansion, and then... just dumped him by the side of the road.Just fucking like that. Matthias had taken his gun away too, drove off, and never returned.He had never been humiliated to the point where he wanted to kill someone or drive his fist into the wall.He was forced to recall his men from Matthias' mansion because Matthias had those photos and videos. He warned Matthias to delete them now that he had done what he told him to do, but Matthias refused. Matthias seemed like he wanted to humiliate him more. That motherfucker.They communicated via text now, never speaking face to face. Matthias had given Dante the information he came for—the one on Antonio. His working experience, résumé, life, background, whatever the company knew of him. Even his bank account.He knew what it meant. Matthias wanted him







