HUNTED のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 5

MATTEOThe familiar smell of disinfectant vanished the instant I stepped through the revolving doors at the hospital's entrance.I pulled my jacket tighter to keep out the chill of the evening breeze.I headed toward my car thinking of my bedridden twin sister, Sofia.She had looked the same today, just like she always had for the past three years.She had lain in the bed in the VIP room, pale and unmoving, in coma.Sofia was still trapped somewhere between life and death while the machines around her helped her to breathe.I had sat beside her bed for an hour, talking about nothing genuinely important. The weather has been the conversation starter, swiftly followed by a book I had started to read about two nights ago. She never answered. She hadn't answered in three years and I missed her so much it ached physically.But I was glad that at least she was safe here, away from him—our father.She was safe from the monstrosity of that house and the venom that dripped from every word o

MATTEO {Two Weeks Ago}The bass from the high dimension speakers hit me the moment I stepped in.Around me, the lights flashed different colours: red, blue, violet—then again.The air was heavy with the smell of sweat, perfume, cologne and alcohol.I adjusted the large cap of the black hoodie which I wore low on my head.The gay bar was crowded, dark and loud in a way that made me feel safe.Faces blurred together on the dance floor with no one looking too closely.I liked it like this, no one recognizing me in different clothes and a different posture.This was another version of me.The wig I had on itched badly as the colored contacts caused my eyes to water. But my disguise was necessary. I could not risk anyone recognizing me, Vittorio Leone's disappointment of a son, in a place such as this.I didn't want to be the useless son here, just another stranger looking for a drink.Maybe a hard fuck too.I made my way to the counter where my order for a drink was answered quickly.I

ALESSANDRO The shock on Matteo's face when his eyes met mine was just exquisite.His eyes widened in recognition before he froze at the doorway of the chapel.It was satisfying to see the color drain from his cheeks underneath the soft lighting.My gaze raked over him shamelessly.There was that same lean body I had mapped with my mouth in a suit.And I would recognise those luscious lips I had bruised with kisses anywhere. He looked edible in that suit.The thought of stripping it off him later, at home, made my blood to surge.His lips parted and I heard his breath catch even from where I stood at the altar. Perfect.This was the exact reaction I had been expecting since the day began.It was my own payback for what he had done to me that night, two weeks ago.I could still remember every detail. I could still feel the way his tight hole had clenched around my cock perfectly.It had undoubtedly been as if he was made for my cock and my cock alone. Every moan he had made was bra