Felix POV: His mouth felt hot against the side of my neck with his teeth scraping just enough to sting, tongue dragging slow over the marks he was already leaving. My back pressed against the cold hallway wall.“Mhmm… fuck…”The sound slipped out, before I could stop it. He paused for half a second, then his lips found a soft spot right under my ear and sucked hard. One hand sliding down, gripping my ass through my trousers and squeezing until I gasped. The other hand, already working on my belt.“Not… here,” I said between panting breaths. “I don’t wanna get fucked in the hallway…”He did not answer with words. He just lifted me like I weighed nothing. My legs instinctively wrapped around his waist. The hard line of his dick pressed up against my butt through the thin layers of clothes, thick and already leaking.He quickly opened and closed his apartment door. I could already feel my boxers soaked in precum. He sat on the bed, making me face him. The faint shadow couldn't hi

Felix POV: "Hello.""Felix." His voice was clipped, the way it always was when he wanted something and expected no argument. "Dinner. Tonight. Six o'clock.""I just got—""Six.Don't make me ask twice."And that was the last thing he said before the line went dead.I stood there, phone still pressed to my ear, listening to nothing. My hand tightened around it without me telling it to, with my knuckles going pale, until I finally lowered it. I just stared at the blank screen like it owed me an explanation.Six o'clock. And when my father said six, he meant six. Not 6:05. Not "on my way." Six, or the silence at that table would be its own kind of punishment.I glanced at the time.4:12pmBarely enough time to shower off Renato's cologne and throw on something that didn't scream ‘’I just crawled out of my neighbor's bed” and made the drive. Forty minutes if traffic behaved. I didn't have room to be late and I definitely didn't have room to think too hard about anything that had happene

Renato's POV:I caught him on instinct more than intention, one arm hooking under his shoulders before his skull could meet the floor, and for a second I just stood there with him slack against me, blood on his knuckles staining my sleeve, that ridiculous grin still ghosting at the corner of his mouth even unconscious.So my kitten had teeths, and a temper. And absolutely no sense of self-preservation.I looked down at the men scattered across my floor and decided none of it was urgent enough to interrupt what I was currently holding."Clean this up," I told the manager, without looking away from Felix's face. "Whatever they want to say happened, let them say it. Just get them out before he wakes up.""And the one who's not moving?""Ambulance, if he needs it. Quietly." I adjusted my grip, pulling Felix more securely against me. "I'll deal with the rest of it tomorrow."Nobody argued with me. Nobody ever did.I carried him out through the side entrance, past the valet who had my car

Felix POV:The city looked different at night when you were trying to disappear from it.I moved through backstreets instead of main roads, hood up, bag slung low across one shoulder. Every sense stayed tuned to the kind of alertness that had kept me breathing through worse nights than this. No car. Cars left records. I had called a cab from a burner number three blocks from my apartment and had it drop me two blocks short of the docks. The rest of the distance I covered on foot, past shuttered storefronts and alleys that smelled like rust and last week’s rain.The air changed the closer I got to the water. Salt first, then diesel, then something colder underneath both. The specific stillness that came with places nobody wanted to be caught lingering in after dark. Warehouses lined the waterfront, most of them dark, a few with lights still burning behind windows too grime streaked to see through. Dock 14 sat at the far end, past a chain link fence with a gap someone had clearly cut th

Felix POV:Sunlight hit my face like an insult.I groaned, cracking one eye open just enough to confirm the world had, in fact, progressed into daytime without asking my permission first. The laptop screen had gone dark somewhere in the hours I'd apparently fallen asleep sitting up, my neck stiff from the angle I'd left it at, my back aching from a chair that had clearly never been designed for actual human comfort.‘Looks like I've got a lot to do.’I dragged myself upright, rubbing at my eyes, and pulled the laptop closer to check the code I'd left running overnight. Still processing. Still nowhere near confirming what I already suspected in my gut. I closed the lid without pushing it further, deciding my brain needed something other than tracker signatures before it would function properly again.I went to shower first. Standing under water hot enough to actually wake me up, I let my mind wander over everything that had piled up in the last seventy two hours from the bar, the dock