All Chapters of Break Me Apart (MxM): Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

JAYCE BECKETT I was completely bewildered by the sudden turn of events, my back crashing against the door before I could even process what was happening. Renato's arms enveloped me, holding me in a vice-like grip, pressing me against the door so firmly like I was going to vanish into the air if he should let go of me.A minute ticked by, and Renato didn't budge, didn't say a word. He just stood there, his face buried in the crook of my neck, his warm breath sending shivers down my spine. Is he still mad at me? Is that why he wouldn't look me in the eyes, or say something to me at all?Was this the moment I should grovel and apologize for my actions? I mean, he'd never treated me poorly, not really. Maybe once, a long time ago, but that was before we'd grown closer. Perhaps I should just swallow my pride and make amends. Or should I just wait for him to make the next move?Or should I just..."Hey," I said, whispering the word before I could change my mind again and forget about ap

JAYCE BECKETT My fist clenched so tightly my knuckles turned white, while my knees bounced frantically under the table as I gazed out the window, my eyes fixed on the driveway with an almost desperate hope that the familiar blue Nissan would appear. It had been over two agonizing hours since I'd called Sage to meet me at this local brunch café, and it had been more than an hour since I'd arrived, but Sage was still a no-show. The minutes ticked by like hours, each one stretching out like an eternity. Maybe he didn't want to meet me. Maybe he was embarrassed to be seen with someone like me now. Perhaps the entire department had heard about my suspension, and he didn't want to be associated with a guy like me; a guy who'd lost his credibility."Maybe I should just leave," I muttered, my knees bouncing wildly as I glanced at my wristwatch for what felt like the hundredth time. I let out a frustrated puff of air. "Maybe I shouldn't have listened to Renato. Maybe I shouldn't have come

JAYCE BECKETT "Is this it?" I muttered to myself, pulling over in front of the imposing structure, my eyes darting back and forth between the address Renato had sent me and the building's facade. My hand gripped the steering wheel with a white-knuckled intensity, as if holding on for dear life. My heart was racing with anticipation, and a hint of trepidation crept into my mind. It felt like I was invading a place I shouldn't be. Even though Renato himself invited me here.The imposing structure loomed before me, its industrial facade seeming to stretch on forever. The factory building, with its cold, grey walls and narrow windows, exuded an aura of foreboding, as if warning potential intruders to turn back while they still could. This was the heart of Renato's operation, a place where loyalty was tested and secrets were kept. I felt a shiver run down my spine as I stepped out of the car, kept staring at the building for about five minutes before I decided to go in.Their was no p

JAYCE BECKETT There were times that you don't have to be strong and just cry when things get too much. That was the time I was in now. It felt like my world was going to end and as Renato held me close to his chest, hugging me tightly, all I could do was let go and break down in his arms.It was too much for me to take in. Renato didn't say anything, he didn't even stop me from crying because heaven knew that was exactly what I needed at the moment. He held me still, pressing soft kisses to the side of my face as he rubbed circles on my lower back."Have you calmed down now?" He asked after a while, my tears had already drenched his shirt. But he didn't seemed to mind at all."Yeah..." I swallowed back a sob, nodding my head and my forehead gently bobbed against his hard chest.Renato held my face, pulling me back a little so he could see my face. "Can we go see her now?""Yes." I nodded, sniffing as he wiped my tears with his big thumbs.Even though I didn't want to go in there and

JAYCE BECKETT I didn’t sleep.Not really. I must’ve passed out at some point, because when I blinked open my eyes, the light was already spilling through the curtains and I was lying on my side—still in my clothes from the previous day, still laying on his chest. Renato's arm was wrapped around me like a safety belt, like I was something fragile, something he needed to hold in place before I shattered completely.But I already had.I didn’t cry again. There were no more tears left.I was dry inside. Hollow. Just a body curled up in another body, pretending I hadn’t met that lady the previous evening. Pretending I hadn’t heard it. Pretending I hadn’t died a little in that hotel room, standing there while Grace told me what might’ve happened to my sister.Might. That word had never hurt me before.But now it tasted like blood in my mouth.Renato shifted behind me, and I felt his breath against the back of my neck."Morning," he said softly.I didn’t answer.He didn’t push. Just sighe