Boris X Theo Novels & Stories

But I didn’t. I grabbed my purse, stepped out, and walked in. The scent hit me first…citrus, aged wood, something smoky. Then the sound of laughter, glasses clinking, low conversations overlapping. It was alive in here, pulsing, normal. A sharp contrast to the storm in my chest. “Rissa.” I turned. Theo was already standing, tall and impossibly composed in dark jeans and a crisp shirt with the sleeves rolled up. He smiled when he saw me—not rushed, not predatory. Just… easy.

“Or is our fearless leader wearing you out already?” Riley chuckled from the gaming console nearby. “Leave her alone, Jax. She’s the reason we don’t sound like shit anymore.” The bassist was easygoing, quick with jokes, and had taken Nova under his wing during rehearsals. Their light banter helped ease the knot in her stomach. Theo, however, remained brooding in the corner, earbuds in, scrolling through his phone. Every so often, his eyes flicked toward her with clear disdain. Nova tried to ignore it, focusing instead on the easy camaraderie with Jax and Riley.

“I don’t want to.” “That’s why you should.” I glared at him. He waited patiently, looking annoyingly calm. Finally I sighed and opened the notification. The picture loaded. Breathing suddenly felt harder. Theo stood in the center, smiling. Not a fake smile or a polite one. It was a real smile that reached his eyes. The kind I had not seen in weeks. Several Super Team players stood around him. One immediately caught my attention. Dark hair, confident grin, arm slung casually across Theo’s shoulders. Benito. The guy from the streams and interviews who seemed to appear next to Theo in every recent picture.

I felt the bed getting soaked underneath me as slick practically poured from my hole. My dick painfully hard as it throbbed. A glanced over at Theo to see him staring right at my cock. His pupils were dilated as his focus was zoomed right in on my throbbing twitching cock. Xavier paused before he climbed on the bed when he noticed Theo staring at it as well. Neither of us wanting to push him we both let him be, letting him make the first move when he's ready. Xavier begun to climb on the bed.

I continue to move in and out of him as we both ride out our high. I collapse on top of him, my face going into his neck as I lay there trying to catch my breath. I can feel both of our chest rapidly rising and falling. I pepper kisses to his neck. we both freeze when we receive a link. "Damn it! You guys are so fucking dead! I can't believe what the fuck just happened!" He said then Theo looked at me terrified. I looked at him unsure of what was going on. He actually sounded angry. The door banged open moments later and there stood a very angry looking Xavier.

I arch a brow looking over my shoulder at Xavier and whisper, “Is there any way we can make him suffer just a little longer?” Xavier shakes his head impatiently, takes the pillow off me, and covers Theo’s face. Theo is too far gone to put up much of a fight; I lean over him, listening to his chest as he slowly dies; his heart thuds once, twice, silence, once more, then he is gone. Xavier placed the pillow back where it was before we entered the room and laced his fingers through mine. “Theo’s dead.” I chuckle, “Yep, I still think it's a shame we couldn't let him suffer a little longer.”

His face was expressionless and judging from his appearance, he's a very rich man. "Hello Richard" he said in a deep Baritone voice. "Where the heck did you put my friends?" I replied sharply "Your friends are in safe hands" he said "I came to make an offer" he said again with his eyes fixed on me "Who the hell are you?" "People call me Faceless, but to you, I'm boss" he replied and I scoffed " So? What the hell do you want from me?" " I'm the owner of an organization called PARADISE" he said

The next morning, Theo entered Alessandro's office, clutching an envelope in his hands. "C-capo," he greeted Theo, his voice trembling slightly. Theo was known as Don's trusted right-hand man for good reason. He was fearless, skilled in combat and weaponry, and highly intelligent. However, in that moment, it was clear that he was scared to be in Alessandro's presence. He avoided making eye contact, and his hand trembled as he handed over the envelope to his Don. These actions were clear evidence of his fear. And his fear was not unfounded.

I ask, and the man points a beefy to a door at the opposite end. Walking across the lobby, I end up outside the open door, Xander slumped in a chair, his back facing me. Knocking, I startle him, as he twists to find me at the door. “Theo?’ He asks, his gaze meeting mine, and I have to stop my jaw from dropping to the floor. He looks like shit. Dark bags hang underneath his lashes. His hair coated in grease as it sticks out crazily. The whites of his eyes are bloodshot, and his cheeks slightly gaunt.

"I won't say for now. But just once you dare to confirm to Rose what kind of marriage I mean. Don't blame me if I make your story continue with a much more complicated conflict." Xelle pursed his lips, poking Theo's ribs with a deep pressure. Taking a twisting position, he pulled the arm that was tied at his neckline, then slammed the large body onto the floor. "Shit!" cursed Theo, feeling the hard impact on his shoulders and back. He tried to back away, keeping his guard up as Xelle stepped over him. "What facts do you know?" That fierce look never ceased to pierce the bruised adonis face before him, as if to tear away the perfectly sculpted union of skin and flesh.