Belonging To Master Kenwood (MxM story) {BDSM}

~Chapter 26~

🦋Author Note🦋
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~Still James' Point Of View~

After leaving Vincent to nap, I headed back to my office. Once seated again, I read over the documents I had collected from Amira earlier from the office. I knew it needed to be done sooner than later. I started reading over my company's pending requirements needed in order to maintain swift on-going development. It was boring nonetheless, but I wanted to get it over with now.

While reading over the statements and requests, I found myself thinking about Peter. I was still infuriated with what Vincent had told me. I'm not one to judge someone for their preferences or kinks, but even a sadist or extremist would stop their scene at the call of their safeword. I couldn't believe my Vincent took on so much trauma and anguish from that unstable being. And to have to come to term with having to cross paths with him again privately, it made my blood boil. I never thought I would have to figure out a way to request Vincent's custody papers from him. The thought of keeping myself from snapping his neck with my bare hands when I come across him again, seemed impossible. But I knew it had to be done. For the sake of my Vince.

After getting halfway through my work, I initially stopped to take a break. The sound of my stomach began to become too distracting. It was all the more unbearable knowing I didn't finish grocery shopping before leaving abruptly. But I don't regret it. Vincent's safety was jeopardized by that prick Antonio and I wasn't going to keep him in that tense and uncomfortable environment.

"I'll just order something and have it delivered." I thought to myself.

I picked up my phone and made a call to a nice Italian restaurant. Upon answering, the owner greeted me personally on the phone.

"Ahh James, it such a joy to see your caller ID appear on my phone. It's been awhile since you've called." He said with a welcoming hearty laugh.

I chucked a bit. The owner of the restaurant was more than familiar with me. He was actually the one I began working for when I started taking assignments on people. He was an infamous mafia boss back then. He went by "The Big Boss." His appearance was justice for his name itself. Only those he deemed trust worthy met with him one on one and seen his face. But now,he was a jolly dough-belly family restaurant man. He quit his reign of criminal life when he met his now wife and had twin girls. Having a family made him feel obligated to provide them with his full attention and love.After he quit the criminal lifestyle,I gained the title to my father's company. Even though he cut me off from receiving 'hits' on people, I didn't mind. I had better things lined up for me by then, and still to this day I tend to check in on him from time to time.

"Good evening Mr.Romano. Yeah it's been awhile. I been consumed with work and my new sub I recently brought into my life." I said with a smile.

"Ouuuu a new sub in your life Eh? You have to be sure to treat them to my restaurant soon." He responded with an encouraging playful command. I couldn't help but smile.

"That's kinda why I was calling. I wanted to order take out from you and have it delivered. Something occurred earlier that prevented me from my grocery shopping." I admitted.

"Oh why sure go ahead, what'll like?" He asked while shuffling around. I could tell he was probably patting his pockets down looking for a pen like he always did.

"I'll take my usual and an order your shrimp Alfredo." I said contently. I hope Vincent would love the Alfredo. Everything that Mr.Romano made was 5 stars in my book, but I hoped Vincent would still like it.