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บททั้งหมดของ Break Me Apart (MxM): บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

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011. Don't you dare

JAYCE BECKETT I slammed my fist into the wall, the crunch of my knuckles against the hard wall a stark release for the fury brewing inside me. "What the fuck is wrong with me?" I hissed angrily, my voice hoarse with frustration, as I clenched my fist, the pain radiating up my arm a welcome distraction. "Why did I have to go and act like a damned fool?" I half-yelled, my words tumbling out in a torrent of self-loathing. "Why did I have to get all squirrely and suspicious? Why did I freak out and haul ass like my pants were on fire?" I paced back and forth, my feet pounding the floor in time with my racing heart. My mind replayed the scene, each detail etched in my memory like a bad tattoo. I cringed, reliving the embarrassment and anger. I spun around, my fist flying toward the wall again, but this time I caught myself, my arm trembling with restrained fury. I took a deep breath, the air shuddering into my lungs, and let it out slowly, trying to calm the storm raging inside m
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012. Homophobic bastard

RENATO MARINO I still couldn't fathom what had driven me to do that. What transpired between Jayce and me was never part of my plan. My initial intention was simply to show him the way to the restroom, despite suspecting it was his only excuse to justify why he entered into the office. I should have turned back and left, but instead, I decided to take a leak. Messing with him was never on my agenda.The situation took a turn when I unzipped my pants, and his backside was facing me. For a fleeting moment, I could have sworn Jayce was Aspen. I've had hallucinations before, but what happened in that restroom was stark reality. My mind wasn't playing tricks on me; I simply wished Jayce was Aspen.Grief washed over me like a tidal wave. I missed Aspen terribly, the ache in my chest still raw. I would have given anything, paid any price, to bring him back to life. But that didn't change the fact that Jayce was different from Aspen. While they shared similarities in their blonde hair an
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013. New identity

JAYCE BECKETT As soon as I slid into the driver's seat of Renato's car, he barked out an order. "Turn on the music." I grumbled under my breath, "Yes, boss," and pressed the button to fill the car with the smooth, sultry sounds of a classic Italian song.My gaze drifted to the rearview mirror, where I watched Renato's fingers tap an agitated rhythm on his thigh as he stared out the window. His face was a mask of fury, his eyes blazing with a fire that made my gut twist with unease. I wondered what had sparked his anger. Shouldn't I be the one seething with rage?Renato's actions in the bathroom still had my mind reeling. He'd sneaked up on me, his presence a cold, calculated reminder that he could do as he pleased, whenever he pleased. And to drive the point home, he'd had some guy go down on him right in the open, in front of me, a twisted display of power and control that had left me feeling raw and exposed.It fucking pissed me off.Renato's bark cut through the air, making me
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014. You don't have to fall for him

RENATO MARINO Irritation, uncertainty, rage, frustration.So much fucking anger weighed down on my chest making it hard to breathe. I was angry at myself for slipping up and allowing my emotions to get involved with the fucking rat I was trying to tame.I was pissed off at Jayce too because why in the hell did he have to look so much like Aspen, confusing the shit out of me? But above all else, I was furious with my act. I was over pretending to be someone I wasn't.I wasn't who I was presenting myself to be in front of Jayce. I wasn't nice, nor was I clueless. Nothing ever goes behind my back and I wouldn't know.I wasn't the person I pretended to be in front of Jayce. I wasn't the naive, clueless Renato Marino who welcomed anyone into my inner gang just because they'd taken a bullet for me. That wasn't me - not the calculating, ruthless leader who'd stop at nothing to protect my empire.I was a master manipulator, always in control, with eyes and ears everywhere. Nothing slipped pa
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015. Can I kiss you?

JAYCE BECKETT Gillian Owens.I had never wanted to remember that name again. The mere mention of it made my blood run cold. I never wanted to recall the face behind that monstrous name, the face that haunted my every waking moment for years. I never wanted to relive the incident that shattered my life, that stole my parents lives, and my sister's sanity. It had taken me ten long, arduous years to forget, to push the memories deep into the recesses of my mind. But it only took one fake ID to unleash the horrors, to bring the memories flooding back like a tsunami.The drive back home was a blur, my vision obscured by tears that streamed down my face like rain. I drove on autopilot, my heart heavy with grief, as the images assaulted me. Imagine if my sister, clutching her tattered dress, her eyes wide with terror as she tried to jump down from the crossover bridge, trying to take her own life because of what Gillian Owens did to her. Something she could never live with.The sound o
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016. You can just kill him

RENATO MARINO I'm not going to think about it.I'm not going to fucking think about it.But I am thinking about it.I was in a challenging yoga pose, my arms trembling with fatigue. My palm was planted firmly on the cold floor, supporting my weight as I balanced on one hand. My legs were stretched out in opposite directions, one of them bent at an awkward angle, with my hand grasping my ankle, pulling it towards my head. My other arm was stretched out to the side, providing balance and stability.I was attempting to master the "One-Legged King Pigeon Pose", a complex yoga pose that required strength, flexibility, and focus. Yoga was one of my go-to activities to clear my mind and unwind, but tonight, it wasn't working its magic. The memories of what I had witnessed a few hours ago lingered, refusing to be pushed aside.Rage simmered beneath my skin as I recalled Jayce's words: "I'm fucking straight." What a blatant lie. My mind seethed with resentment, my organs twisting in angu
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017. Is she trustworthy?

JAYCE BECKETT After Cole left the previous night, I was left alone with my thoughts, and sleep proved elusive.I spent hours poring over the open files of the Marino family, devouring every detail of their crime records. It wasn't until the early hours of the morning that exhaustion finally claimed me.I hadn't set an alarm, seeing no need to rush into the day. So, when my phone shattered the silence, blaring loudly in the early morning hours, I was taken aback."Cole, I swear, if you're the one blowing up my phone with these calls, I'm going to murder you," I grumbled, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. I lazily reached for my phone on the nightstand, my hand closing around it just as the ringing stopped. I let out a sigh of relief, thinking the interruption was over.But my reprieve was short-lived. The phone sprang to life again, shrill ringing piercing the air. I didn't bother checking the caller ID; I already knew it had to be Cole. He was my only friend, and I couldn't think of
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018. Patience has limits

RENATO MARINO "Use him to get rid of Aspen. And if he becomes a problem as well, kill him before he becomes a liability." Chocolate's words echoed relentlessly in my mind, repeating over and over, and invading my every thought. I couldn't shake the feeling that Chocolate was right. Aspen had always been a problem for me, a constant thorn in my side. I couldn't stop thinking about him, about our last encounter, and it was messing with my head. But I couldn't afford to let it consume me. I couldn't afford to be weak. As the leader of my crew, I had hundreds of men relying on me. I also had a multitude of enemies, including those who sought to destroy my family's legacy. They were all waiting for a moment of weakness, a chance to strike. If Jayce could help me forget about Aspen and stay focused on business, maybe I really did need him. Maybe I had to use him to my advantage. He wanted evidence? I'd give it to him, just to give him a reason to stick around a little longer. N
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019. You never listen

JAYCE BECKETT Getting a hard-on inside Renato's car, parked in the underground garage of a mafia-infested mansion in Vineyard Hills, probably wasn't the smartest idea.The fading scent of Renato Marino lingered in the car, messing with my head. It wrapped around my throat, and my cock was caught in its grip. I shouldn't be getting turned on while on a mission, but my cock seemed to have a mind of its own. I couldn't blame it, though - the lack of sex had been really screwing with both of our heads."Stay in the car and wait here for me. Don't even think of getting out of the car. Be a good boy and follow my orders." That was all Renato said to me before disappearing into that scary-looking mansion about three hours ago. There has been no sign of him since, and I haven't received any signal that might indicate what's going on inside.I wanted to go inside, hoping to gather some information. However, Renato's earlier warning to stay in the car seemed personal, as if he was trying to
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020. You can have it all

RENATO MARINO "Sasha..." I said into the phone, gazing out the window and glaring at the black SUV that Sasha had been ushered into. "Why didn't you tell me you had a pending dispute that you hadn't resolved yet with him?" I paced back and forth in the empty room, tugging at my hair and yanking it angrily as I waited for my brother's response."Why did you attend the Sit-Down without letting me know?" My brother's angry yell boomed through the phone.Fuck!Is that all he was concerned about?"What?" I scoffed, clenching my teeth. "Do you really think I'm here because I wanted to?"I never wanted to be a part of the commission. Ever."You've always wanted what's mine, Renato. You've always had your eyes on it," my brother snapped, and I felt my shoulders sag. I moved the phone closer to my face to make sure I was indeed talking to my brother. My eyebrows drew together in confusion when I confirmed that it was, in fact, my brother on the other end of the line.How can he talk to me l
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