The Mafia Have Feelings Too (ManXman) {BDSM}

Chapter 22 - Missing

Vincent's pov
Saturday 26th June 2021
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I don't know what is wrong with Lorenzo. He's been avoiding me whenever he can it's it's starting to get annoying. We're all stuck in the mansion together while me and Leonardo make a plan to take down Andrea Bianchi which means Lorenzo bumps into me a lot. His parents are here too, but Matteo's parents decided to go back to Italy for a while so it's not crowded.

Enzo and Gio's papà, Stefano, is a piece of work. He's incredibly homophobic and keeps making snide comments about Damian in Italian that I've had to tell him off for. He doesn't respect me as his Cappo but I'm working on it. His wife, Martina, is lovely and tells Stefano to stop but he's a classic arrogant Italian man. Martina loves Damian and gets him to help her cook which only pisses off Stefano more.

Recently I've had a lot of work to do. I've got to regain control over the whole mafia which is going okay but a few people have tried to steal from me. They were quickly sorted out though. Now I've also got to make a plan with Leonardo to get Alessandra back. Giovanni is back at home now so he got me the layout of the Bianchi mansion by hacking into his cctv. I was very impressed by his skills which is another reason why he's my second in command.

I also have been getting grief from my ma, she called to call me horrible names for causing the murder of Antonio and then told me she's had a funeral for him in Italy. The bastard doesn't deserve a funeral but I understand that she is grieving for him. She did love him after all.

I hear a knock at my office door and I tell them to come in, my fingers still typing an email to Leonardo as I take a drag of the cigarette in my other hand.

"Hey," Damian says as he comes into my office in only a pair of low riding sweatpants. My eyes stay trained on his happy trail and very visible v line which makes him smirk but it falls when he smells the smoke. "Why are you smoking?"

"I smoke when I am stressed," I say as I force myself to look away from his sexy chest before I get horny.

"Put it out, that's bad for your health," he says and I use it one last time before I put it out in the ashtray that holds three other cigarettes.

"Sorry, I am just very stressed about Andrea Bianchi," I say and Damian sighs.

"You're overworking yourself, you should have woken me up when you came down to work so I could de-stress you," He says as he walks over to kiss my cheek.

"You were so peaceful, I did not want to disturb you," I say and he smiles.

"I would wake up anytime if it meant I could see you," he says and kisses my lips. I hold onto his arms and kiss him passionately. He pulls back with a grimace and I frown. "I can taste the smoke."

"Sorry, I have to get back to work anyways," I say but he pulls my chair back so there is room for him to stand between me and my desk. He rests his butt on the wooden surface and gives me a knowing look.

"You have to take a break," he tells me. I look up to him and move my chair closer so I can slowly kiss over his bulge. He lets out a breathy moan as I feel his dick get harder under the fabric. I intend to make this last so I move my lips slowly and purposefully across him. I kiss up to his happy trail and he contracts his abs as I lick across his skin and keep eye contact.