Semua Bab To Kiss My Enemy : Bab 101 - Bab 110

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

Wade moaned as Vincenzo rolled his nipple between his fingers. Their mouths crashed against one another, fighting for dominance and control. Vincenzo pulled out a knife. "Don't move,"Wade's heart skipped and his stomach fluttered in anticipation at what Vincenzo was going to do to him. "I know you like it when I strip you out of your clothes with a knife, baby," Vincenzo smirked. With a few moves, he cut off the clothes off Wade. Wade's cock was already hard and dripping with precum from the kiss earlier. "Look at you, fucking hard and needy. Do you want my cock, baby, in that tight ass of yours?" "Yes," Wade breathed. "Then you're gonna ride me," Vincenzo flipped their position so that he was now below Wade. Wade ripped his shirt off, kissing Vincenzo's lips hungrily. Without wasting a second, he pulled Vincenzo's pants off, trailing kisses over his perfect body and tattoos. Vincenzo grabbed some lube and poured it on his cock. He let Wade slather it over his length, rubbing i

"I'm quitting," Wade suddenly announced, throwing his colleagues into shock."What?!""Why?!""But you were the best youngest chief here!""Wade, did something happen at home?" Jenna asked worriedly."Yes and no. My dad has stage three cancer.""Oh my! That's serious," Jenna exclaimed."Yeah. We made up. Besides, I have other reasons for quitting.""I see. I respect your decision, man. All the best," Mark patted his arm."What reasons?""Personal," Wade refused to tell them.He returned to the penthouse early to pack up a few of his things. With the salary and savings he had, he was going to find himself a new place to stay. He didn't want Vincenzo to worry too much about him. He noticed that Vincenzo had been on edge.He had also been busy these days. He had to attend a meeting with other dons. Wade knew why Vincenzo was working hard and running back and forth. It was so that he could gain more power to protect him.Wade stashed his backpack filled with his stuff into his car. He cou

“Where’s Vincenzo?” Salvatore casually asked, sitting in his grand, luxurious house.“Boss, he’s at his penthouse. Staying with that cop. I heard the cop has retired,” Josh said.“Retired? Does he think that by quitting his job he can be with my son? A leopard can never change its spots. He made Vincenzo break the taboo,” Salvatore spat.“What should we do, boss?”A malicious smile spread across Salvatore’s face as he beckoned Josh over.---Vincenzo respected Wade’s space. He didn’t order his guards to follow behind Wade too closely.Having more free time on his hands, Wade decided to learn how to cook. He walked into a supermarket, found an empty cart, and began dumping foodstuffs into it.He was about to pick up a bottle of wine when he noticed something in the mirror at the corner of the supermarket.A gun!He quickly jumped back and bent down as bullets pierced through the air.“Damn! Salvatore really wants to kill me!” Wade’s back hit the shelf, causing the bottles on it to ratt

The six dons watched the father and son's squabbling. Some with interest, some bored. While some were enraged that Vincenzo brought a man, a cop, one of the dons looked amused. "I don't want to waste time and play games with you, father," Vincenzo spat the word father with so much hatred like venom dripping from his tongue. He pulled out a folder and tossed it across the table. Papers and photos spilled out of it, scattering across the table. Don Ricci gasped. And another don, Vitale, turned ghastly pale. The veins in Salvatore's forehead twitched as he stared at the table, the documents and photos that spilled out across. The evidence of the unspeakable things he'd done and buried many years ago. The dons and their bosses exchanged glances, tension thick in the air. Don Ricci gripped his cane so hard, his knuckles turning white. "Salvatore, you!" He picked up a photo and slammed it firmly in front of Salvatore. Salvatore growled at Vincenzo. "You piece of shit! How dare you b