LOGIN~Cassius~
I swing my leg over my Harley, stepping on the pedal. The wind pounds on my face as I zip across New York City. It's a new day and I've never felt this good before. I don't know what's gotten into me. Must have been how I rode Alessio last night.I pull up in front of a shop owned by my cousin. Kai waves me over. He's the son of my father's sister, Aunt Francesca, or Frances as we call her."What's up?""You asked me to keep an eye on Jeanne. Cong~Cassius~He shows me a bullet.Maciej Kowalski's signature bullet. Gold with silver stripes and his initials, MK engraved clearly. The guy's fucking cocky to have made his name on the bullet like he wants to announce to everyone that he killed someone. "Where did you get it from?" I ask.Pulling down his jacket, Killian shows me his arm. No fucking way. There's a bandage with a red stain over his right arm. Killian... was attacked. Is this some kind of game to scare the Davenports?"I should be asking you. Did you bring home more trouble than necessary?" His fists are tight by his side, the veins throbbing at his temples.He thinks every bad thing that happens to this family or his life is because of me?"You think you got shot because of me? Self-absorbed as always, Killian. Why don't you think that it was because you fucked up somewhere, hid it from us and then came back acting like nothing ever happened? Get over yo
~Cassius~ I change the subject. I don't want to tell him about me, my faults, and how much of a failure I am. Everyone gets turned off. He would too. I don't know why I care so much but it's the truth. I care how he sees me. "What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at work?" "Dante chased me out of the office," Alessio sighs. Dante is Alessio's youngest uncle. He's about the same age as Alessio, though I'm not sure. Maybe he's younger? Never mind Alessio's family. His family is huge from what I know. How long has he been following me and why? This piques my interest. "Wanna grab a bite?" Without waiting for an answer, I pull him to a fast food chain. I look down at our hands, interlocked with fingers intertwined. I couldn't help but smile. Why does the image of our hands together feel sweet? I release Alessio's hand and step in. The bell above the door rings. The waitress greets us
~Cassius~I swing my leg over my Harley, stepping on the pedal. The wind pounds on my face as I zip across New York City. It's a new day and I've never felt this good before. I don't know what's gotten into me. Must have been how I rode Alessio last night.I pull up in front of a shop owned by my cousin. Kai waves me over. He's the son of my father's sister, Aunt Francesca, or Frances as we call her."What's up?""You asked me to keep an eye on Jeanne. Congrats. She's back on track. No suicidal thoughts so far. Your old man has hired a therapist for her to help her work through her problems," Kai beckons me over.I sit across from him under a shade. Kai got us strawberry milkshake with fruity bits — my favourite — and some croissants.Someone crosses my vision. Tyler, the bastard from high school, the one who loves to embarrass me and stuff me into lockers because of my sexuality. I knew I was gay since I was thirteen. I found me
~Cassius~After we missed the first one, Alessio brings me to attend another social event. I hold onto Alessio's arm like we're a loving couple.Alessio is always grumpy, giving me the cold shoulder. But he's smiling for the sake of socializing.Every fucking time, I have to push him to get a reaction out of him. He doesn't budge or flinch, which leaves me wondering if I'm doing the right thing. I'm so fucking confused. After what happened yesterday on the car bonnet, it's like he has a switch. One minute he's warm, the next he's cold. Why the fuck is he keeping me out?Well, at least let me have a happy six months before I party my way to freedom.I learn that Alessio has a legal business, dipping into construction and some kind of factory work—actually I'm not clear about it. So he needs to socialize and meet with some CEOs and business leaders. There are even politicians at the party.People flock to my husband like he's some deity
~Alessio~So he's learned to be a good boy and use more words than just demanding.Pushing him onto the car, my fingers unzip him and yank his pants down. They fall to his ankles. He has a beautiful fucking smooth cock, dripping with precum. Cassius turns around but I stop him."No, I want to see your face when you come.""Oh fuck," his cheeks are red. Is he blushing? He doesn't strike me as the shy type. I jerk his cock a few times, using his precum as lube. His back is pressed against the car, his legs spread out, waiting for me to take him, to ruin that tight ass.I line my cock up at his entrance. Cassius licks his lips, sucking in a breath as he looks at me expectantly. Slowly, I push my length into him, rubbing against his walls."Mmnn... Umph... Fuck," he gasps. He pulls on my necktie, bringing my face to his. Cassius kisses me with raw hunger like a beast. I push my whole length into him, relishing the feel of his tight a
~Alessio~What the fuck do I think I'm doing? I don't understand myself these recent days. It's Cassius who's throwing my schedule off. Every little thing I've seen or heard of him has me running over to keep an eye on him. It's not that I want to but I can't stop myself.He messes with my brain and makes me do things impulsively. And I don't do things on impulse.I always think and use my fucking brain. I never let my emotions, be it lust or anger, get the better of me.But I'm doing the opposite of everything I've been training myself to do. The part that scares me the most? I think I'm starting to care about him.I think maybe it's because of his blue eyes and smile that make me stop for more than a second to admire. I'm attracted to him physically. That's right. It's just lust. I'm feeling lust. Maybe it's because I don't get much time to get laid.My last relationship lasted for two years but nothing happened. We fucked and
~Alessio~"Stop pacing," He's going to make me dizzy. Giulio doesn't listen as he continues back and forth. He's in a fresh set of pink suit and sneakers. Two skull earrings dangle from his ear. Giulio dresses up like he can't live without it. Others might find him annoying or queer but I embrace
~Alessio~I didn't sign up for this. My bride-to-be tried to kill herself and her dad is in the hospital. I'm standing beside the little fucker. I can't shake off the vulnerable state he was in earlier. He's scared. Of death. Unlike me, an unfeeling monster who feels nothing. I don't think I'll min
~Cassius~I call the one person who should have been at the scene tonight."What's up?" Killian lazily drawls."Get your ass to the hospital now! Address in your messenger,""What? Cass, what did you do?" Killian
~Cassius~My lungs constrict as all sounds are drained out from my head. All I hear is the sound of gunfire.The bullet flies past Jeanne's head. Luckily, Glitter Shoes pulls the gun away from her head just as she frantically grabs it and presses the trigger.A groan. A cry of pain. The metallic ta







