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23. Forced him to eat

Author: Zui Gui Lang
last update publish date: 2026-07-16 16:41:17

The mansion was plainly decorated, lacking warmth and comfort. It looked like any ordinary rich man's home; paintings, expensive wooden furniture, a foyer large enough to hold a party, and a chandelier made of glass hanging near the spiral staircase that was carpeted in red.

"Lovely. We can settle in. Go find a cook. Make sure it isn't a killer with a penchant for knives and blood," Dante rubbed his palms together.

"Yes, sir."

Matthias was at a loss, glancing around, not knowing what to do. It
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    It hadn't calmed down, not even when Dante spent over an hour in the bathroom. He looked down at his cock, cursing under his breath.He kept on thinking about Matthias. The way he held some sort of silent control over him. All Matthias had to do was touch him, and Dante's brain short-circuited.He didn't even have to put in much effort. Or was that counted as effort on Matthias' part? Fuck if he knew.Dante went to bed with a raging hard-on. He couldn't stay in bed all day, and he definitely couldn't stay in his room. Because that would mean that whatever Matthias did did get to him.Not to mention that it wasn't time for bed. Cursing once more, Dante changed his clothes and went downstairs. He came across Sydney as he was about to leave the house."Mister De Santis. Where are you going? Did you have fun?" Sydney asked.There was a twinkle in her eyes."What?" He looked at Sydney, who seemed to have an evil smile on her lips, like she knew what happened."My master prefers men to wome

  • To Crave My Mafia Captor    26. Bitten and sucked

    The last record of Antonio in Matthias' company was that he worked as a manager in the sales department before he mysteriously took a vacation and never came back. Today was the last day. No result. No nothing.This thing... whatever it was had now turned into a game of cat and mouse. Matthias realized that he needed to make himself useful to Dante, provide him with value so that he couldn't kill him.But he was still injured. The wound in his leg would take some time to heal. Matthias was at a great disadvantage. Would Dante be easily subdued by him? No. Definitely not.Dante returned from wherever he had been outside, unbuttoning his jacket. He loosened his tie before he turned his head, eyes connecting with Matthias. Matthias smiled.Dante was expressionless. He ignored Matthias and headed for the kitchen. Matthias had noticed that Dante seemed to be drinking more, like he was troubled.Why was he troubled?He followed him into the kitchen, leaning against the counter."What do you

  • To Crave My Mafia Captor    25. come and go as I please

    Dante frowned slightly. He was here first as he couldn't sleep and was searching for wine.Sneering, Dante poured wine into a glass and swirled it. "This is my house. I come and go as I please. Even if I follow you around, I have every right to.""Sick bastard. I heard the De Santis brothers are a bunch of psychopaths in Italy, running the N'drangheta, slaughtering and killing innocents. Your elder brother, Gianpaolo, killed a pregnant woman carrying his child," Matthias remarked.Dante felt as if the air had been punched out of his lungs.H-how the fuck did Matthias know that? That was the confidential news Pietro had passed to him hours ago.Matthias turned around to leave when Dante slid off the island, turned him around, and slammed him into the counter behind him, his hand wrapping around Matthias' neck. There was a dangerous glint in his blue eyes.How did Matthias know that? That incident had been wiped off the face of the earth!"How did you know that? Who told you?!" Dante hi

  • To Crave My Mafia Captor    24. Fucking monster

    Matthias was sure that Dante had blushed. Though it was hard to tell because his skin was tanned, it was still there. And Dante had bit down on his bottom lip as he bandaged Matthias up.Matthias shook those memories away and went to find Dante.Jim followed him annoyingly."Dante," Matthias found him in the living room on his phone.Dante looked up from his phone as Matthias approached him, limping slightly."What do you want? Found Antonio?"Matthias sneered. "Tell your guards to stop following me. You already have them patrolling the mansion from outside. It's impossible for me or Hamilton and Sydney to escape.""I have to take extra measures. I don't trust you," Dante calmly said."And neither do I. You either call back your damned guards or I'm not finding Antonio," Matthias demanded."Are you threatening me, Matthias?""I am. I don't give a fuck about your identity. Kill me if you dare. Only a coward would touch a woman and an old man," Matthias hissed.Dante tossed his phone to

  • To Crave My Mafia Captor    23. Forced him to eat

    The mansion was plainly decorated, lacking warmth and comfort. It looked like any ordinary rich man's home; paintings, expensive wooden furniture, a foyer large enough to hold a party, and a chandelier made of glass hanging near the spiral staircase that was carpeted in red."Lovely. We can settle in. Go find a cook. Make sure it isn't a killer with a penchant for knives and blood," Dante rubbed his palms together."Yes, sir."Matthias was at a loss, glancing around, not knowing what to do. It wasn't an everyday occurrence that he got kidnapped by the Mafia and forced to live with them.After the doctor checked him over and stitched his thigh, Matthias opened a laptop that was handed to him. He demanded to know whether Drake was safe or not."See for yourself," Dante flashed his phone at him. It was footage of Drake managing to escape the hospital. Seeing that, Matthias let out a breath of relief.One of the guards, Jim, watched over Matthias from behind as he worked on the laptop.Ma

  • To Crave My Mafia Captor    22. Depends on my mood

    Realizing what he said, Dante cleared his throat and put on a haughty expression."I'm not gay, Matthias. How else am I supposed to pour this over your wound? I don't want a dead CEO linked to me. I don't care if you die here but, at least, don't get the police thinking I'm the one who caused your death.""I can do it myself.""Fine. Take it then." He tossed the antiseptic and syringe to Matthias. Wincing, Matthias caught the items and started to pull his pants down.Dante turned away to avoid getting caught ogling another man. What was wrong with him anyway? He wasn't one to ogle men. Fuck, he didn't even ogle women either. He got bored. And he was getting bored even more recently.It was hard for Matthias to move. He had never been shot like this and made to run. The movement worsened his injury, and he felt as if a knife had ripped out his tendons.Biting his lip, he slowly uncapped the bottle and started to pour it over his wound. A drop of antiseptic burned his flesh, and he quic

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