All Chapters of Break Me Apart (MxM): Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

JAYCE BECKETT As I stood in front of my front door, I let out a monumental sigh of relief, the weight of the world seemingly lifting off my shoulders. I fumbled for the key, my phone still clamped to my ear like a lifeline. "Yes, I'll be back to the hospital soon," I muttered into the phone, my eyes scanning the war-torn landscape of my living room. The furniture was overturned, cushions were shredded, and debris littered the floor; it looked like a tornado had ripped through the space. How could I have forgotten what had happened just before I got called to the hospital?"I'll just grab a few of his essentials; clothes, toys, books... you don't have to come help me, Renato." I reassured him, my voice laced with exhaustion. Apart from the fact that I needed him to stay with Curtis at the hospital before I came back, I couldn't have Renato here. He'd be bound to wonder why my apartment looked like this, and I was afraid I wouldn't have a plausible explanation, because telling him

JAYCE BECKETT Cole's chest heaved as he panted heavily, his breaths coming in ragged gasps. I feared he was on the brink of a panic attack, his eyes bloodshot and rimmed with red, veins bulging from his forehead like they were about to burst. He grasped his hair with both hands, his fingers knotted in the strands as he stared down at my phone on the floor, his gaze fixed on it with an unnerving intensity. The screen was cracked, but Renato's name still glared at us in bold letters, a taunting presence that seemed to fuel Cole's fury.If only I had left his name as it was before, I thought, regret gnawing at me like a festering wound. But it was too late now. Cole already knew the truth."Renato Marino," Cole whispered the name again, his voice barely audible, his eyes never leaving my phone until the call dropped and the screen went blank. Then, his gaze shifted to me, and I saw the rage in his eyes give way to hatred, a cold, calculated malevolence that made my skin crawl."You

JAYCE BECKETT The car stopped, and I stepped out into the cool night air, the floodlights illuminating the driveway. I opened the door to the backseat, and Curtis stirred awake, his eyes meeting mine in the dim light. "It's okay, buddy. You can go back to sleep," I whispered, my voice soft and gentle as I carefully lifted him out of the car seat. He wrapped his little arms around my neck, his grip tight as he snuggled into me. "Uncle, why can't we go home?" Curtis asked, his voice husky with sleep. I knew I owed him an explanation for suddenly changing his environment, but I just didn't know how to explain it to him. I sighed, trying to come up with a convincing answer. "Because I don't want you to be lonely," I said finally, my voice barely above a whisper. It wasn't exactly a lie. Curtis was often alone at home, and I spent little time with him. Cole used to stay with him on nights when I wouldn't be coming home. But now, with the situation both Cole and I we

JAYCE BECKETT Renato wasn't making any sense, not even in the slightest. I must have lost my grip on understanding and reading between the lines since I got tangled up in his nonsense, because everything he had been saying made absolute no sense. I'd understand if he hated Cole due to his possessive nature and not wanting to share me with anyone else. But what I didn't understand was why he was talking as if Cole had been his enemy long before he got to know me. How could that be? I could swear Cole hadn't led any operations against the Marinos in the past; that would've made sense if he had raided them before and that's how he got on Renato's bad side. Everything Renato said felt personal, like what went down between them had nothing to do with business. "I don't want to lose to him again. Not you, Jayce. I'll really kill him this time if he tries any funny business with what's mine." Those words felt like he'd lost something or someone to Cole before, and the only person

RENATO MARINO I rested on my heels, my nails digging into his waist as I grabbed onto him for support and shimmied down to his cock. Fuck, he’d shoved it into my mouth without an ounce of hesitation. Although Jayce wasn’t the longest I’d ever seen, but he sure as fuck was the thickest.He stuffed my mouth full of his cock, my nose buried deep in his public region, the soft scratch of his groomed hair against the side of my face and my jaw sending electric jolt through my body.I knew he was angry, so I braced for his rage, his dismissal, for his indifference… I made him this way after all.Maybe I shouldn't have told him, but I really wanted him to be aware of the wolves surrounding him. Jayce would be in greater danger if he continued to blindly stay close to them without knowing who they are. And I would be the one to suffer the loss if anything should happen to him.He was fighting himself, fighting to force himself to believe it was all lies – that everything I said was nothing