Kinn follows every story that features Porsche. It isn't a conscious decision. He just finds that stories with Porsche are... interesting, in a way that other stories aren't.
At first, it's simple stories about first meetings. Light romances about Porsche bumbling his way through his job. Stories about some of the catastrophic mistakes that even Kinn has witnessed with his own eyes. But mixed with romance.
There is one about Porsche finding comfort in Pete's arms after Kinn chokes him in front of the second family. There is another fade-to-black smut about Arm and Porsche in the pool when Arm is helping Porsche train. There is even one about Porsche's first day, when he'd gotten in a fight with Big that ends with Porsche shoved against a wall as Big kisses him till Porsche can't breathe.
At some point, Kinn comes to the conclusion that maybe stories with Porsche are Kinn's favorite.
Right up until the moment Kinn leans over, on the pier, and tastes Porsche's lips for himself.
Because, now, even though Kinn can't stop reading every story with Porsche in it, he can't help but hate every single person who gets to kiss and touch Porsche in them. Everyone who gets to drags Porsche into secluded corners of the mansion. Everyone who gets to hear Porsche's moans of ecstasy.
Kinn can't help but hate it.
For the first time, Kinn seriously considers shutting down that damn website.
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The Mansion of Men
FanfictionThe mafia men need a place to blow off steam. And it's not the kind of place you might imagine. It's not a bar. It's not a brothel. It's not a gym. It's a website where they get to read anonymous fanfics about their co workers and bosses fucking ea...
