Previously on After Hours:
“Marco.”
“We've got a lead on Il Consiglio di Sangue. It might just be the break we need to finally crack open this case and even manage to get Il Clan Moretti Della Morte.”
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"Elena, who is this young man?"
"We have yet to identify him."
"Did you even try?"
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“Who the fuck are you”
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"Dolcezza, there will be an initiation next week,"
“I want to be there.”
'I can't wait to fuck that pretty little face of his,'
Theron smiled shyly. "I-if you insist."
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Theron smiled shyly. "I-if you insist." An initiation meant that Theron would be on the front line of the organization, stuck with the nasty old bastard Giovanni. "Dolcezza, you are so cute," Giovanni cooed. Theron internally shivered at the stupid nicknames the older man kept calling him. "Είσαι βρώμικος μπάσταρδος," he muttered under his breath.
“I’ll pick you up on the day,” Giovanni’s wrinkled face scrunched up in a smile. Theron rolled his eyes under his dark sunglasses, fed up with the man.
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Theron's pov:
Leaving Giovanni behind was the best fucking thing I’ve done; the old fart was getting on my nerves.
The moment I got as far away from Giovanni as I could, I discarded my glasses and cane. For now, I’m on a break, so I no longer have to pretend to be blind. I made my way to Biblioteca Nazionale di Napoli, eager for a reprieve from my act.
The library was a sanctuary, a place where I could think and plan without the suffocating presence of Giovanni. I needed to gather information about the initiation and the key players in Il Consiglio di Sangue. As I browsed through the shelves, my mind raced with possibilities.
Suddenly, my phone buzzed. It was a message from an unknown number: "Meet me at the usual spot. I have information on the initiation." My heart skipped a beat. This could be the breakthrough I needed.
I quickly made my way to the agreed location, a secluded café where I often met my informant, Luca. As I entered, I spotted him in the corner, nervously glancing around. I slid into the seat opposite him.
"Luca, what do you have for me?" I asked, leaning in.
"Theron, this initiation is big. They’re bringing in new members and solidifying alliances. You need to be careful. But I found out something interesting—there’s a power struggle within the clan. If you can exploit it, you might just gain their trust."
I nodded, absorbing the information. "Who’s involved in this power struggle?"
"One of the key figures is a man named Vittorio. He’s ambitious and has a lot of influence. If you can get close to him, it might give you the leverage you need, but please watch out for Alessandro Moretti; he'll be there as well ."
I thanked Luca and left the café, my mind already formulating a plan. Getting close to Vittorio would be risky, but it was my best shot at infiltrating the clan and taking them down from the inside. The initiation was my entry point, and I had to make it count. That fool Giovanni thinks I'll be his fuck-toy, it'll be easy to fuck him over.
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After Hours [BxB]
RomanceTheron Callias, a master of deception, navigates a perilous world by pretending to be blind, charming his way into the pockets of wealthy, lecherous men. His latest con catches the attention of Alessandro Moretti, a ruthless mafia leader with a tast...