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