To Kiss My Enemy のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 91 - チャプター 100

Wade took the gun, feeling the cold metal through his skin. He nodded at Vincenzo, who returned his nod. Another bat swung and knocked down two men who tried to shoot them. "Damnit! Nik!? What the fuck are you doing here?" Wade was surprised to see Nicholas Harrington holding a bat, dressed in a dark blue suit, hair sleeked back with gel as if he were attending a meeting."Who the fuck is he? How did he enter?" Bennett looked irritated. He had found himself another gun and fired at them. Wade pulled Nicholas behind a machine. "Sorry," Nicholas flashed a tracking device. "Damn you, you followed me. Why?!""Your father's orders," Nicholas replied. He pulled a gun out and fired it, gunning down a man who tried to sneakily attack them. "Him? Why? What's going on?" Wade eyed him suspiciously. He delivered bullets to the goons who were shooting at them from above. "You'll know soon," Nicholas replied. "How the hell you can use a fucking gun? You're so fucking cool," Wade said excited

Wade coughed, his vision turning blurrier and blurrier. He could hear Bennett laughing, his lips moving, saying something, but it wasn’t clear. His eyes drifted to a metal bar lying on the ground not far away.He strained, reached out, and his fingers wrapped around the cool metal surface. Then he swung it haphazardly at Bennett. The pressure on his neck was released, and Wade sucked in air, gasping. Making use of the momentum, he rolled over and slammed the bar down on Bennett. Bennett lodged kicks and punches into his stomach, knocking the air out of his lungs.He ignored the pain, anger fueling his hatred. How dare this bastard call his mother names?! Even if she wasn’t clean, she was a damn good mother who cared and fucking loved him like any other mother in the world. He slammed the bar down, again and again, lost in his anger and thoughts.Anger coursed through his veins, fueling his adrenaline as he raised the bar and brought it down on Bennett. All the words Bennett had said a

"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

"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

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.