Wade tried to fight the feelings, the way his stomach tightened, the desire coursing through his veins as Vincenzo made love to his neck, shoulder and collarbone, but it didn't help as Wade found himself shaking with desire, desire to be touched by him. His teeth grazed lightly over his skin, leaving a dull pain but a sweet sensation. Vincenzo never knew that he would enjoy Wade's neck tremendously to this point. "Oh, Wade. Don't you know how sweet you are?" Vincenzo whispered huskily in his ears. Wade shivered, out of breath to protest. He squeezed his eyes shut. Fuck, why was he feeling this strange thing with Vincenzo? He shouldn't be enjoying it, yet his body was betraying him, replying to Vincenzo's moves. His hand slipped underneath Wade's shirt where he found his nipples. Wade's eyes widened. "No, Vincenzo, wait! What are you trying to do-" A moan tore from Wade's lips, an unwanted one. Vincenzo smirked darkly, his fingers rolling and squeezing Wade's pink nipple. "You l
What was going on? Vincenzo wasn't here yet he kept thinking about him, especially the way he touched him earlier."Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Wade cursed and puffed out angry air. He wanted to punch himself to get the ridiculous thought out of his head. "Are you okay?" Alvin glanced at him questioningly. The man seated in front of him him was acting strange and muttering some words to himself. "What? No, yeah, I'm fine," Wade shook it off with a smile. "Uh, so, um.. back to the question. What's your relationship with Edward Mattson? Why were the two of you in contact? You do know who he is, right?" "The billionaire businessman who deals with technology and weapons," To be honest, Alvin didn't know if he should be saying this or not, but Vincenzo didn't tell him to lie. So he answered as honestly as he could. When it comes to weapons and businessman being spotted with a top Mafia member, Wade could guess how Edward Mattson got his extra pocket money from. "I've seen him that night. He ap
"That's a good question," Vincenzo smiled at him. "You're gonna regret this," Wade smiled back at him, the corners of his lips curved."Then let's play a game instead of accompanying me. If you can win, you can go. But if you lose, you'll have to stay. Sounds fair?" Wade was still furious over the kiss and groping during breakfast. So this time he was determine to be winner and get the fuck out of this fucked up place. He couldn't wait to rub his victory in Vincenzo's shitty face. "Fine," he agreed. "What type of game? Truth or dare? Snooker? Race? Who pulls the gun and shoots the other dead first?""Those games are too lame," Vincenzo said."How about this? I'll set the rules," Wade suggested slyly. If he lets Vincenzo set it, he knew that Vincenzo would make things hard and play tricks. This time, he will make sure he has the upper hand. "So what do you say? Sounds fair?" Wade's lips spreaded into a smile."Fair enough," Vincenzo resist the urge to kiss that fucking dimple off h
Wade almost fell into temptation, gazing into Vincenzo's eyes, being so close to him that it felt like he was getting burnt by his body temperature, but he managed to keep it in control. If something like this happens again, he doesn't think he can hold it together. His gaze somehow kept on circling on Vincenzo's lips. No, he was a bloodthirsty psychotic murderer. He killed many cops and people. Ha hates cops. Wade told himself. One day, he would put him behind bars and never see him again. He shouldn't be LIKE this. Wade knew what fucking thing he was feeling for that bastard. Wade has never questioned his sexuality before. Growing up, he found himself attracted to all the pretty girls and dudes in school, hanging around them and playing around. It was all casual flings between them. Could it really be that he liked... liked men? Wade hired an Uber and returned to the station, limping. Mark who has been looking and calling for him non stop ran to him the moment he spotted him. "
"Must be the work of some criminal. Look at the multiple bullet holes in his body. Someone must have been real angry with him," Mark shook his head. The docks have been cordoned off with police swarming the area. The manager and the workers were taken into custody and interrogated. "Well, you found him. Good job," the old police chief, Hampton came up behind and patted him on the shoulder."Yeah, thanks," Wade watched as the forensics and police covered the scene. Even though he found what his father demanded, the killer was still on the loose. Wade still didn't feel at ease or satisfied as if something was wrong. He wonder what his father will do after the secret behind Edward Mattson was revealed. That afternoon, Wade went back to the house. He rang the doorbell.The butler greeted him warmly, smiling brightly, his grey hair reflecting under the sunlight."Where's my dad?" "In the study room. He's been quiet the whole day. Let me prepare some food for you. You haven't been back
Wade's senses were suddenly filled with a familiar scent of sandalwood and earthly perfume. He looked up and saw him again. Jesus, why the fuck is he hallucinating about Vincenzo over and over again? What has been wrong with him recently? Okay, so yeah, Vincenzo was sexy. He kinda admitted that he was attracted to him, but only because he was mysterious to him and he was just trying to do his fucking job. However, the man in front of him wasn't a figment of his hallucination. Vincenzo looked at Wade who had been staring at him continuously. He sniffed the alcohol from Wade's breath and frowned, catching a glimpse at the line of whiskey bottles near him. "You're drunk," Vincenzo said. "Hahaha. My imagination is talking to me. Oh god," Wade laughed. It was an oddly pleasant sound to Vincenzo's ears. Vincenzo reached down and pinched Wade's chin, forcing him to look in his eyes. "You think I'm your imagination?" Vincenzo raised an eyebrow, studying him. Wade's cheeks were flushed
Wade's stomach tensed, gasping and whimpering lightly. Vincenzo had never expected that he would actually fuck the cop who wanted to put him behind bars. He inserted a fourth finger into Wade's tight hole, applying pressure on his prostate, caressing it lightly before he pulled out. He repeated the motion over and over again, until Wade became impatient. "Please..." Wade's voice was low and needy. His head was foggy and all he could think about was the pleasure, that oddly pleasant feeling.However, Vincenzo had other ideas. He wanted to hear him beg, to see him break under him and admit that he liked it when he fucked him. He smirked, watching in amusement as the cop was reduced to nothing but a desperate needy man. "You're really fucking tight. Haven't done it in a while, huh?" He didn't want Wade to cum so fast so he pulled his fingers out of his hole, inserting them at the entrance only, watching Wade's back muscle tensed. Wade's hole clenched around his fingers desperately. H
Sunlight poured into the room, assaulting him from above. "What the fuck?" Wade groaned and wiped the sleep out of his eyes. Where in the world was he? He looked around the place, sat up and proceeded to get off the unknown bed. A sudden full pain shot through his body and Wade hissed. "Fuck, this..." He found his ass sore and when he looked between his thighs, he had the shock of his life!"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! What the..." Wade couldn't stop cursing. He sprang off the bed and rushed to a mirror. There were teeth marks trailing along his inner thighs. All over his body, neck, shoulders and even his back, it was littered with hickies and marks, evidence of last night's wildness. Suddenly the events from yesterday came rushing back to his head. How he took Vincenzo's cock into his mouth and how he begged him to fuck him. Wade really wanted to punch a hole in the ground and hide his head. He actually kissed and fucked Vincenzo Luciano?! Damnit! How could he do such a thing?! He just fu
All of them were slutty horny messages with photos. There were even voice notes attached. Wade didn't dare play them in front of the others. His voice would definitely make his cock drip and his skin flushed. He would listen to them later when no one was around. Vincenzo: Come home quickly so you can milk my cock. Mmm... Look who's missing you. A dick photo was attached. Vincenzo: I was thinking of getting some piercings. Which ones do you like? On my nipples? Various photos of all types of piercings were sent to Wade. Vincenzo: I'm going to tattoo your name all over my body, baby. Vincenzo: I jerked off this morning thinking about you. A photo of his hand wrapped around his cock dripping with precum came into view. Vincenzo was literally tempting him, forcing him to return to the house. Wade: Fuck you, Vincenzo. I can't be horny at work. You're making me distracted.Vincenzo: That's the purpose, baby. I don't want you to miss me too much.Wade: Exactly who's missing who?A s
Henry frowned slightly. Wade chewed the insides of his cheeks. He never felt so nervous like this before. Time seemed to move slowly, every second that ticked by seemed like it was moving towards a bomb explosion. "As long as he treats you well," Henry replied after what seemed like a millennium. Wade let out a breath he didn't even know he was holding. "He's not the one who took part in Mom's demise, right?" "Yeah. Dominic Luciano and Bennett are dead,""Then that's good," Henry replied.Many minutes later, Vincenzo stood before Henry. His tattoos stood out amongst them, carrying a dark and dangerous aura. His large muscular frame made Henry look small and weak. Wade had to clear his throat so that Henry would stop staring at Vincenzo. "Not bad," Henry remarked as he shook hands with Vincenzo.Nice to meet you, Mr. Harrington. I'm Vincenzo, Wade's boyfriend," birthday Vincenzo said it so naturally.Nice to meet you too. Tell me more about yourself,"Dad!" Wade looked annoyed. Hen
"Kids. They grow up, discover the world out there, and... Change. They found themselves, their happiness,"Wade being gay meant that the family's business would have no heir. Heirs. That was what Henry wanted. He wanted to have grandkids. He wanted to teach all his life skills, knowledge and experience to someone. Unfortunately, the Gods weren't on his side. He experienced the loss of his wife. Therefore he was afraid to lose another loved one again. Hence he was strict and stern with Wade. He wanted to train him as the next heir to the Harrington empire. But that only destroyed whatever relationship the father and son had."Happiness..." Henry muttered."Master, forgive me for saying this. Everyone has a different form of happiness. Yours is fulfilling what your father entrusted to you and your wife's, he is living his dream. You did everything for the family and business, neglecting yourself and your
At the highest floor of the penthouse, near the pool, Vincenzo lay in a deckchair. He had made his boyfriend lie with him in that crowded space. Vincenzo kissed Wade on the lips, nibbling lightly."Your father...""I know," Vincenzo said.It was with him that Wade felt complete and whole. Without him, he would always feel like a part of him was missing. Perhaps Vincenzo was that missing part."He'll definitely do something. You broke the taboo," Wade said, looking worried."Worried about me? Hmm... This is all worth it," Vincenzo replied.Wade shook his head. He should have known better than to express his concern. Vincenzo would have something to brag about."I should really punch your arrogance off your face," Wade said.
"Hey, chief! Look who's back after a two-week-long vacation! Never thought you were the one who takes them, though," Mark said, slapping him on the shoulder. "I really needed a break. Nik has been bothering me like hell," Wade groaned. "So, what's the situation? I heard they caught a criminal from the Luciano family." "Alvin Martinez. The feds took him away." What does the FBI want with him? Wade wondered. How was he going to get him out? He could pay a visit to the FBI office under the guise of seeing his old classmate. Other than that, he couldn't think of any way to get Alvin out. At night, Wade crept into the prison. He stood looking at the cameras above their heads. Behind him, Lorenzo, the man Vincenzo had assigned to him, was typing on a device. He looked up and nodded to Wade. They walked deeper into the prison and found Alvin sitting there, leaning against the wall. "Alvin," Wade called in a hushed whisper. "It's dangerous here. What's up?" Alvin went over to th
"Stay away from my son," the middle-aged man warned. Finally, it dawned on Wade. He had seen this man's face in the files before. Salvatore Luciano. Vincenzo's father. "I would like to. But he wouldn't," Wade replied. He dared to talk back, though he feared for his life. He had heard things about him. "Then I will make him." "You're not respecting his choices. Is that how you treat your sons? Like what happened to Dominic?" Wade understood that Dominic, too, had craved his father's approval. But he had ventured off the path and become a bloodthirsty devil, consumed by thoughts of revenge. Salvatore's gaze darkened. He walked toward Wade. Every brain cell in Wade screamed at him to run and go along. But Wade refused. "Dominic is Dominic. Vincenzo is Vincenzo. Don't mix them up, cop," he spat, disdain and contempt written across his dark pupils. Wade shivered. He felt an invisible noose tighten around his neck. "Leave him. Or I'll make you." "And if I don't?" Wade questi
They stayed at the penthouse for a few days. Wade turned on the TV and watched the news."The feds have determined that the body belongs to the ex-chief, Bennett," the newscaster spoke. "A war between two gangs. One gang led by Dominic Luciano..."They had discovered the connections between Bennett and Dominic Luciano, throwing the entire city into panic and confusion. How they found out about that deep, dark secret was indeed a mystery. It was like someone had dug it out painstakingly and delivered it to the world on a platter."You have an insider in the feds?" Wade was surprised."Mmm..." Vincenzo nodded."God, you're letting me know your deep and dark secrets. Not afraid I'll tell on you?" Wade said."Would you?" Vincenzo pulled him onto his lap. Wade almost stumbled and lost his footing had it not been for Vincenzo steadying him by the waist. Their posit
"No, wait," Wade lowered his gun as he noticed that they were gunning down and hacking Dominic's people.Vincenzo stiffened. He glared at a middle-aged man with partially grey hair."What the fuck are you still doing here? The feds are on their way! Get the fuck out of here," the middle-aged man looked angry. Then he looked at Wade, disdain reflected in his pupils. Wade felt a little uncomfortable to be asserted by those eyes. He knew very well what type of person the man was. A killer.Somehow, Vincenzo obeyed the man without putting up a fight. He walked over, interlocking his fingers with Wade's, pulling him along. The middle-aged man scowled.The sound of sirens in the background was loud as they made their way to a car stashed near the bushes. Marcello was in the car."Where's Alvin?""Alvin... He... He went to distract the
Dominic had called the feds and cops. He wasn’t afraid of getting caught because he had connections with them. No wonder. Seeing his face twisting into rage, Dominic laughed."Perhaps you should think before you leap," a gun pressed against Dominic's head from behind, a cold voice resonating in the tense atmosphere.Dominic laughed, unfazed. "Alvin Martinez. How glad I am to meet you. I’ve heard things about you.""Shut it. Drop your weapon," Alvin ordered."Alvin! Where the hell did you come from? We were all so worried!" Marcello was surprised. Apparently, Marcello hadn’t stayed in his hiding place and had followed them upstairs."It’s no use. They’re on their way!" Dominic laughed even more as Alvin pressed the gun into his head."Your grandmother would be pleased," Dominic grinned. "Her grandson is so good! She’s too old to play with, perhaps the king of hell would like a taste of her."For a second there, Alvin wavered. "Touch her and—""And die? Hahaha, I’m already in your hands