All Chapters of Save Me, Mister: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

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CHAPTER 111: Not be disgraced!

*JAMIN* Mister became really committed to getting me good pictures. No matter how many times I complained, he still tried to get it right. He kept lifting the phone, ordering me to turn a little to the left, to lift my chin, to stop squinting against the sun. I grumbled that one shot made my forehead look huge, that another cut off the top of my head, that in the third I looked like a lost child standing in front of the Colosseum. He continued taking more…sometimesbending in an angle to make me taller, I almost laughed. Well…I am tall. His expression stayed serious the entire time, as if getting a proper photo of me was a task he had decided to complete perfectly. I didn’t understand why it mattered so much to him, but the focus on something so small made my chest feel strangely warm. Eventually he stepped closer, standing just behind my shoulder, and asked in a low voice, “Do you still not like any of them?” I scrolled through the ne

CHAPTER 112: What he’s missing

*JAMIN* Mister had been on the phone for almost twenty minutes, speaking rapid, fluent Italian while he stood near the windows of the suite. I lay on my side on the big bed, cheek resting against my hand, and simply watched him. I had no idea what he was saying but the way the language moved in his mouth made him look unfairly cool and hot at the same time. He looked hot on a norm but right now, it felt like he had gotten ten…no a hundred times more attractive.That wasn’t fair at all. The low, confident rhythm of it, the small sharp gestures he made with his free hand, the way his expression stayed focused and cold… Oh I could watch him speak Italian all day and not get tired of it. “…il contratto deve essere firmato entro la fine della settimana. Non accetto ulteriori ritardi. Se non sono disposti a muoversi, troverò un altro partner. Chiariamo questo punto immediatamente…” He glanced in my direction and I looked away too fast, pretending I had b

CHAPTER 113: Seduction 101

*JAMIN* The private estate sat on rolling green land just outside the city, the kind of place that felt removed from everything ordinary. Wooden pathways wound between white fences, paddocks stretched out under the late-morning sun, and the air smelled nice and warm. Somewhere in the distance, I could hear the soft nicker of horses and the occasional low voice of stable staff. There were also shooting ranges and private cabins further out, but we had come for horseback riding.And I was very excited. Mister and I walked side by side along the wooden path that overlooked the paddocks. He spoke in a calm, almost offhand way about the history of several champion racehorses that had once trained on grounds like these…bloodlines, famous races, the particular strengths of certain sires. I listened with real interest. It was strange and quietly comforting to hear him talk about something he clearly liked that had nothing to do with work or fuc

CHAPTER 114: That Violence

*JAMIN* “Jamin!” Mister’s shout cut through the air a second before I heard the thunder of hooves closing in behind me. Anna was still running flat-out, reins useless in my clenched fists, the ground a terrifying blur of sand and grass. Then strong arms locked around my waist like iron and ripped me clean out of the saddle. We hit the ground hard. The impact drove the air from my lungs, but I landed squarely on top of him. His body took the full force of the fall. For several heartbeats neither of us moved. My pulse slammed so violently I could feel it in my tongue. Mister’s chest heaved beneath me. When I finally managed to lift my head I saw him wince, a brief flash of pain crossing his face before it disappeared. His hands came up at once, cupping my face, thumbs sweeping over my cheeks as his eyes raked over every inch of me with raw, unfiltered worry. “Are you okay?” I nodded, still too shaken to form words. He

CHAPTER 115: Like a lion

*JAMIN* Since we got back to the suite, Mister hadn’t left my body. He took me against the wall, the couch, the bed... Every time I thought he was done, his hands found me again. Now he had me pressed against the floor-to-ceiling window. Cool glass kissed my back while the warm night air of Rome glowed far below. Mister held both of my thighs securely, keeping me open and lifted as he thrust up into me in deep, steady strokes. The position left me completely exposed to the dark sky and the distant city lights. Anyone looking up from the right angle might have seen the outline of us, but the thought that used to make me panic now only sent another rush of heat through my stomach. I had somehow grown from “we shouldn’t do this here” to feeling unbearably turned on with getting fucked against the window. I used to be a good boy, very prim and proper. Now, I was getting so corrupted. Mister kissed me hard, swallowing the broken sounds I

CHAPTER 116: Incompetent first son

The call came just after midnight. Julius Madrigal stood by the window of his dimly lit study, phone pressed to his ear, listening to the low, careful voice of the man he paid to watch the family mansion. The report was brief and precise: Daphne Gordon had arrived that afternoon, spent nearly an hour alone with Sir Luca, and left looking composed. No raised voices, no obvious conflict. Just a private conversation between his father and the woman the old man still intended to bind to Leonardo. Julius’s fingers curled into a fist around the phone. So the marriage alliance was still alive. He had hoped…naively, that Leonardo’s continued refusal to even meet with Daphne would eventually force their father to abandon the idea. Yet the spy’s words proved otherwise. The old man had not given up. He was still maneuvering, still trying to force the second-richest family in the country into Leonardo’s orbit. Julius ended the call without an

CHAPTER 117: This light

MILAN, ITALY.*JAMIN* I woke slowly, feeling properly rested. A long yawn stretched my jaw as I arched my back against the soft mattress, arms reaching above my head. “Are you trying to seduce me?” That low voice made me freeze. My eyes snapped open. Mister stood in front of the full-length mirror across the room, fingers working a dark tie into a neat knot. The mirror reflected the bed…and me, completely naked, the duvet had somehow slipped down and was barely covering my private areas. Heat flooded my face as I grabbed the covers and yanked them up to my chest. Mister’s reflection showed a small, amused chuckle. He finished the tie, swung his jacket on, then turned toward me. He nodded at the low table near the window where covered trays waited. “Have some breakfast. Lunch and dinner will be brought up to you later. I’ll be back late.” He walked over, leaned down, and pressed a brief, warm kiss to my temple before straightening.

CHAPTER 118: Say cheese

*JAMIN* I woke up already looking forward to the day. True to his word, Mister had cleared his schedule. We started at the Duomo. Standing in the open square in front of it, I had to tilt my head all the way back just to take in the sheer size of the cathedral. Every inch of the façade seemed covered in pale marble statues and spires that looked sharp enough to cut the sky. I must have taken twenty pictures before we even went inside. Mister waited patiently, hands in his pockets, while I moved from angle to angle like an overexcited tourist. The building was just too beautiful to rush. The rooftop was even better. We rode the elevator up and stepped out onto the terraces among a forest of marble peaks. The wind was stronger up there and smelled clean. All of Milan spread out below us in a hazy, sunlit patchwork. I kept pulling Mister toward different viewpoints, pointing at distant landmarks I couldn’t name, laughing whenever the breeze tried to

CHAPTER 119: Affecting me too much

*JAMIN* Now that I think about it, I really knew so little about Mister. At this point, there was almost nothing he didn’t know about me…my past, my fears, the ugly details I had never told anyone else. Yet everything I knew about him still felt surface-level. Most of it had been from online articles: third son, born from a mistress, rose higher than anyone expected. That couldn’t have been easy. Had he grown up with his mother or his father? What kind of childhood did he have? I wanted to know all of it…all about him. I hesitated, then asked carefully, “What’s… your mother like?” Mister’s expression didn’t change at first. Then he answered in a flat, almost bored voice that somehow made the words more vicious. “My mother was the scum of the earth and I’m glad she’s dead.” My mouth fell open. Whatever answer I had expected, it definitely wasn’t that. He glanced at me, eyes hard. “What? You think I’m going to make excuses like you do or giv

CHAPTER 120: Call me by my name

*JAMIN* Free from him? I swallowed the sudden thick lump in my throat. I should want that, right?Any normal person in my situation would. He had held me against my will at the beginning when he “kind of” saved me from the loan sharks. He had taken apart every boundary I had. I was at his mercy…always needed his permission for anything and everything. Logic said I should want freedom more than anything. But right now I couldn’t even imagine it.The thought felt dreadful…like stepping off a cliff into nothing. How was I supposed to tell the man who had kept me captive that I no longer wanted to be free from him? I didn’t know how to answer, so I simply turned onto my side and faced away. The silence stretched. I felt a quiet relief when he didn’t push. After a while his voice came again, lower this time. “Your nightmares… you don’t get them anymore?” “I… they’re not as frequent when I’m with you.” “What do you mean?” I stared at the dark

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