Drunk In Love (mafia series#1)

st. That's why I live, and by living, I mean partying and satisfying my need for cock

I accept being the son that makes them regret their life choices like a gold medal. Should

up with a new headline like, "The iconic NBA player hits it off with the finest model in town." Well, I can't lie about

ng to do with me, and that doesn't bother me in the slightest. It's an honour not to have their attention focused

oper? It's all in their heads, trying to smile for the camera like the trained robots t

the next CEO of the oil company. My father doesn't even acknowledge me as fit for t

ll I care about is me not wanting to be in the same atmosphere as them for less than two seconds. And then you'd question why I keep getting wasted on a

asted with about 15 naked girls on top of me. He'd yell and throw a tantrum, reminding me of the

y birth. He thinks I killed her, and maybe I did do it. She died for my sake, risked her life in exchange for mine. Death glad

with one of his many mistresses and had kids with her. Now the bitch thi

in my own home. And oh! Did I mention how

und is to let him know how much of a

new hookups and to drink more booze. I wouldn't mind taking back one or two chicks with me to the penthouse. It's been silently eerie as of

on my sofa, turned on the TV, and switched to the next channel to watch my co

de. My neighbors downstairs could be bloodsucking cannibals for all I care. It'

rtable position, I munch on some granol

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I am make my way up to the closet to drape myself in something casual . Doesn

er on court . He got replaced with t

ad he died happy , at least . I don't know what happened to those girls but I am sure they sustained so

l, of course, he has to . It is tradition, plus who is the Party being held for? Our fucken new member wh

raph as his son was a huge fan of mine . Young lad has good eyes . I scribble my signature on the little paper, leaving a little no

me, urging me towards the group of guys . "Welcome, Matt!" Tom sits me down on one of the

made a bet on it. " I shake my head with a sigh . That is definitely

seeing each other almost everyday, wasn't much of a hassle when we always attended the same school. Tom is a good friend . I might go as far as considering him, my brother . I acknowledge

e was filled with the stench of sweat, alcohol and sex . Two guys were having sex in one of the bathroom cubicles, the other guy was tak

inda used to it by now. Everyone has their preferences and I am in no place to ridicule someone for wanting a dick up their ass. It is n

"Gimme my money now Tommy", he falls back into a fit

ge a bit, looking between them incredulously. "Y'all would fucken bet on an

He told me you'd have seven gins today backing it up with some bullshit about his intuition. I knew I shouldn't have trusted that idiot". He pouts up at me with literal

ced out with impatience laced in his voice. I nod in agreement, watching as the people downstairs

faint music in the background. That is the new guy? Way to

and wide his chest is. His half bare chest is covered in ink for the entire world to witness . A very large grin on his lips, devoid of any emotion. Faked and forced, but s

elled and scruff from the barely evident beard outline covering his face . He looks like someone out of a Mafia movie-like you know, those ones with the suits,

like that to a casual meeting? Why does he look so professional? "Strawberry milkshake," he mouths through the sudden loud bass from the

d go for a fucken milkshake instead of a strong scotch. I mean, he was dressed like it and he looked like the type to go fo

k the silence since everyone was being awkwardly tense , "You sure do have

re beautiful . His jaw looks so sharp . How is his hair so shiny and slick...? Held in a bun , the bun was so perfectly low , I hadn't noticed it until he turned sideways. How long is his hair? Is it long past his should

e or how bright his latte brown eyes are. Shit, I stared for far too long , and he

have ever laid eyes on. The only thing is that, it isn't. It's the man sitting next to me with a glass of milkshake at h

was the first one I've ever seen?

this, so I came right after," he smiles widely . I nodded in

e looks like someone who would wear the skins of his victims after killing them and save them out of their misery at the same time. Even though he has on a

I nervous about?! He is just there!! He returns back to his phone, and the entire tab

shest member, Andres!! And cheers to good luck on the court. " Tom claps as he raises his beverage up in the ai

upied on his phone . The fucken celebrant . "Andres..." I call .

ng with ours, pursing his lips in a curt almost embarrassed smile

emselves in conversations while Tom g

for the night. One lady catches my eye from across the room . Dres

he wants me . I got myself a bootycall after all... this night could

games... what the hell? "See you on court, Andres.." I tap his shoulder before leaving, not waiting to hear what he has t

nndressing me with her eyes. She manages to come up with a conclusion as she waves her fr

rylic nails . I avoid her question like a fucken plague . There is no way I'm an

didn't seem to care either . She pro

ctual fuck?? Normally, it is up for attention the moment we start kissing . What the hell is happen

and licks my earlobe . I cringe in disgust, she should get her sa

h an annoyed "Okay whatever" in that stupidly cringe voice . Must have been her voice that stop

o someone's hard chest as I was fixing my

d bumped into, my eyes widening in shock . Had he been here the entire time? Had he heard me a

and to my horror, I find little Mathew bulging out of my pants . What in the voodoo shit is this?? Why is Little Mathew moving? He didn't do that with the blo

fine ." I stare at him suspiciously, wondering what he was doi

n there." he raises the thoroughly burnt cigarette but

ays between us, I just had a little problem with this guy down here . Can you keep it to yourself?

with hopeful eyes in t

s . He chuckles!!!! How big is his? What bullshit. I hold very big pride

lazer buttons are a tad bit close to popping off his

n?" He grins down at my still bulging hard-on as if he was hinting at something . S

hand is grabbed before I could step any further, taking me by surprise . I turn to look at him, tugging at my caged

dest now . My ears and cheeks burn from how close he was. Too close . I step back from him. I have seen too many

t a cab." I wriggle my arm from his hold, managing to make my way through the exit and hailed a cab to the penthouse bec

exhausted to worry about taking a shower, which could be put off until the next

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