GIOVANNI
After waiting for another thirty minutes in my car, waiting for Adrian’s call and I didn’t get any, I decided to go look for him at that lousy bar he worked at.
"That little fucker!" I cursed angrily, gripping the wheel a little too tight.
I had no idea why I was so mad that Adrian didn’t call me as I had ordered him to. My brows dipped. Was I truly fixated on the fed’s son already? Had he grabbed so much of my attention before I knew it?
"That’s a lame joke." I scoffed, chuckling angrily as I took the route that led to the bar.
"That little shit is not my type."
I kept repeating the words in my head, as if it would become real if I keep saying it.
Honestly, Adrian wasn’t my type. I loved my men rough, tall and build. Nothing about.
Adrian fascinated me... Or maybe it did.
"Fuck!" I groaned out, slamming my hands on the steering wheel. I shouldn’t be like this, not when I just killed a man that was literally like a father to me, for seven fucking years.
My eyes landed on Tony’s phone on my seat and I bit down hard on my inner cheek. I knew I should call my father, to report back to him that I had carried out the task just fine, but I couldn’t.
I couldn’t bring myself to announce Tony’s dead just like that. That poor man didn’t deserve such from us, and I hope both me and my father would rot in hell for that.
"I really need to get laid tonight." I groaned when I pulled over at the parking lot of the bar, stepped out of the car and locked the door.
Walking through the door, and into the crowded bar. I walked straight over to the bar, because in my defense, that was where Adrian should be right now.
I stood at the bar as music pulsed around me. My heart was throbbing a little too hard,
pounding in my ears and drowning the music out.
Why the hell did I come here?
I didn’t know if the reason why I drove myself here like a maniac was because I was so mad Adrian hadn’t followed the simple order I had gave him. Or that wasn’t the case.
Maybe I was here because I felt the need to see him, to be in his presence because my cock seemed to have like him. Just a little.
My cock has type.
"Mr. Marino!"
Someone called out my name from behind, I craned my neck to see it wasn’t Adrian but the bar owner. Matt.
"Why are you here?" He asked, smiling a little as if we were acquittance. "You don’t come here on a T..."
"Where’s he?" I asked, cutting his off whatever shit he was trying to say.
For a man, Matt was too lousy and I would have loved to rip his mouth. Well, I couldn’t do it because, hey, we have feds everywhere spying on us.
"Oh, Adrian?" Matt said, sighing as he took a seat. "He doesn’t work today."
Curious, I asked. "What do you mean he doesn’t work today?" Because I had his file and it said Adrian work everyday at the bar.
"He took a day off... No, I gave him a day off." Matt corrected himself after stolen a
glance at me and saw the anger radiating off me.
"Why did you give him a day off? Is he sick or anything?" I scoffed, realizing that little bastard had enough time to call me but he didn’t.
I sure as hell going to kill him after I was done with his nosy father.
"After what happened yesterday..." Matt was still saying before I took a step forward, stepping on his toes.
"Ouuu... Ahhhh!" He groaned out in pain and I just rolled my eyes at him, he should be thankful that was all I could do to him.
"What happened yesterday? Tell me." I demanded, taking a step back.
Matt sucked in a sharp breath before groaning. "After what the thug did that resorted to you taking care of them, Ihad to tell him to stay home for today to relax."
"Why do I feel like you don’t want him here anymore?" I said, gritted my teeth at the thought of Adrian getting fired because I beat some bastard that had been abusing him.
Matt cursed under his breath. "Adrian is one of my best workers here, why would I fire someone like him?"
"You better don’t." I hissed, pocketing my hands. "And the next time I heard those bastards are still making his life hard here, I will make sure that day would be the last day
you get to open this bar."
"Chill, man. I already told them never to do such a thing to Adrian again." Matt groaned out.
"Good for you."
With one last look at the bar, I walked away from the bar area. The door was opened for me, and I walked out of the bar.
The moment the October air hit me and a chill settled over my agitated flesh, I calmed down a bit more than I was a few minutes ago.
My ears still thumped with the music annoying me to no end. I would have to find a more pleasing sound to drown it down...Probably Adrian’s voice.
"Not again with this shit!" I yelled once 1 was inside the car and shut the door. If I was like this because I had found the boy a little too attractive and I hadn’t fucked him yet. I better fuck that little bastard and get him off
my system.
The drive to his apartment was in total hush, only the sound of my heart racing angrily in my chest was the only sound I could hear.
I took me just a few minutes before I pulled over across the street of his apartment.
Somehow, staring at his apartment from up here did something nasty to me.
I was about to pull out my phone to put a call across to him but I shook my head, decided not to. "If he can’t call me why should i?"
I hissed, grabbed the button and I was about to open the door when I saw a car pulled over in front of Adrian’s apartment.
"Just where the fuck is he coming from?" I sneered, watching closely as Adrian stepped out of the can, looking so fucking sexy in those pants.
It I had thought tight pants looked good on him, then it was nothing compared to this not so baggy pants he had on. Plus the red shirt, made me want to shove my head under his shirt and mark him everywhere.
"Get it together, little demon." I cursed "Get it together, little demon.". I cursed angrily, squeezing my cock through my pants. The idiot always chose the wrong moment to get hard.
I was about to step out of the car when I saw another boy, stepping out of the car and snuggled into Adrian like he was going to die if he didn’t.
"Please don’t tell me this little shit left me to go after another boy?" I scoffed angrily, watching the both of them walking over into Adrian’s apartment, hand in hand.
What the fuck? Just what the fuck is going to happen in there?
"Is Adrian going to fuck him?" I groaned, feeling my cock soften at once. "That bastard, I sure as fuck going to kill him for doing this to me."