ℳ𝓎 ℛ𝓊𝒾𝓃 | 𝐺𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑖𝐹𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑡ℎ

𝑬𝒑𝒊𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒖𝒆

𝐆𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕
𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐤

Being a mafia heir is fucking tough. Forget about mafia. Being a human is tough. Especially if you have this type of father.

I needed something to cool down my nerves. And club or alcohol was one of the three things that could calm me down. Already had enough drugs for today so tonight belongs to whiskey and blunts. Weed, Marijuana and some Buffalo Trace.

The bouncer winked at me but I couldn't care less. The flashing red and purple light fell on the people, bringing out their perfect features but none attracted me.

I make my way to one of the booths where Mark and Joong was waiting.

"Took you long enough" Mark says, handing me a glass and I gulp it down without hesitation.

"I have a cover business to take care of, remember?" I roll my eyes

"Where's your secretary? She's hot" Joong comments while Mark tucks a strand of hair behind his ear

"Are you talking about me?"

"I mean his business secretary, asshole"

They continue to bicker while my eyes dart over the dancing crowds. There, I saw him

My eyes fell on a dancing figure.

The club's flashing light casted a glow on his body, making him even more seductive than he already is.

With heavy steps, I walk towards him, my intentions clear but not wrong.

Soon enough, I reach him. He's even more beautiful from up close. Long, black hair fell on both sides of his forehead, sometimes bouncing as he closed his eyes and swayed his hips to the music.

I try to resist. Really. But I couldn't.

My hands found its way to his waist, pulling him flush against me.

He doesn't resist either. Instead, he leans into my touch. And it's almost like we made for each other.

The way his body curled and blended into mine, it just felt...real.

He continues to dance, instinctively rubbing his ass on my crotch.

I bite my lips and turn him around. His surprised face turned to a seductive one in a matter of seconds as he bites his lips.

I lean down and capture those plump lips. I suck on them furiously while my hand travels from his waist to all over his body.

He responds almost immediately, sucking on my lips just as hungry.

As much as I needed him, I wanted him to beg for it.

So despite my own protests, I pull away, turn around and leave, leaving him in a desperate state.

Once out of his sight, I take a picture of him and send it to Mark with a cold message. "Find him"

End of flashback
Fourth's POV

"And that's how I met you" He says while pushing a spoon full of waffles into my mouth.

"Damn..." I say, the sound muffled by the waffles.

It has been a few months since that vanilla incident. And tomorrow is our anniversary. One year of our relationship. One year of me loving him. But two years of him loving me.