The Gangster's Baby Boy 2 [INDEFINITIVE HIATUS]

Chapter 001

Sergey was heavily drunk and was brought into his bedroom by none other then Misha who carried him all the way and even laid him gently on the bed. He grabbed the black blanket and covered his boss with it, however that's when his wrist was grabbed Sergey who slowly opened his eyes and glanced up at the man he adores, and smirked.

"You look hot from up here"

Misha was stunned and speechless.

"Do you mind letting my wrist go sir?"

Sergey whimpered like a puppy before gently releasing Misha's wrist. Misha was about to completely cover him when Sergey wrapped his arm around his neck and pulled him down causing for their distance to shorten.

Misha was uncomfortable in this position, but couldn't release himself since Sergey had him locked.

"I want to have sex. Let's have sex Misha"

Surprisingly enough Misha wasn't surprised to hear that since he has been forced into such things by Sergey ever since he started working for him. It bothered him, but what is he supposed to do? If that's your boss, you can't do anything.

"Sir your actions are inappropriate"

"Then punish me"

Sergey slowly lifted his hand up, touched Misha's hard and muscular chest before gently and seductively moving his finger down. Across his stomach and was almost touching Misha's crotch when Misha grabbed his wrist to stop him.

"Like I said it's not appropriate. Let go"

"Misha"

Sergey whispered his name and before Misha could say anything or open his mouth Sergey lifted himself up and pressed his lips against Misha's, which shocked the living soul out of Misha.

Misha froze up and Sergey realized that and immediately slided his tongue in his mouth and played. His hand lowered down and grabbed his crotch, but that's when Misha bit onto Sergey's lips which hurt him and he was pushed off. He took this chance to wrap his boss in the black blanket, turn the lights off and bolt out of the room.

The door was slammed.

Misha now felt safe.

• • •

Erik stepped out from the police station and walked towards the bus stop.

A hand grabbed his shoulder and he turned around.

"Oh motorcycle guy!"

He smiled as he noticed Misha standing behind him with a bright smile.

"What are you doing here?"

Misha pointed at the bus sign.

"I'm taking the bus"

"Why? Where is your motorcycle?"

"I wanted a little thing painted on it so I took it to a friend of mine. Now I'm going to pick it up"