The Gangster's Baby Boy 2 [INDEFINITIVE HIATUS]

Chapter 018

In the evening Erik returned home feeling completely wrecked and drained from energy. He hanged his coat beside the door, slapped on some slippers and lazily walked directly towards the sofa where he laid himself like a wasted noodle. His eyes were closed, his nose sneaking in the smell of vanilla from the candle in front of him and since the living room only depended on the lamp across from him to light the entire room. It still was slightly bright but Erik was more relaxed this way. From the events earlier, he needed the rest.

However as soon as he fell into wonderland he heard sirens which blasted into his ears and the screams people filled his mind completely until he shot his eyes open and for a few seconds couldn't breath. He brushed his hair with his fingers before getting up from the sofa and heading into his kitchen.

He opened the fridge and realized how he's been eating out a lot recently and ever since the incident with Misha, he hasn't been grocery shopping. He pulled out a bottle of cold water, cut a lemon and threw in the glass a few ice cubes.

Cold lemon water was a good way to calm some nerves, great for weight loss and extremely beneficial in summer.

Erik returned to the sofa and after sitting back down and turning the TV on, he noticed how his phone screen lit up. He reached his hand out, picked it up from the glass table in front of him then leaned himself backwards comfortably.

He received a document from Katrina.

Brief summary; she told the team about the inspection and everyone agreed to do it. They'll be taking the day off, but will still prepare for the inspection.

After reading the document she send which he mostly skipped because some of it was quite unnecessary to read so as soon as he finished, he placed his phone beside him and enjoyed the programme bring shown on his large TV.

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"So, how was it Mishka?"

Sergey whispered into Misha's ear before licking the corner of his mouth which was stained with Misha's cum.

Misha couldn't speak, he was busy breathing heavily and covering his eyes from the bastard in front of him who shamelessly and easily had full control over him.

His chest was moving up and down in a rather slow motion, he's been messed with for over an hour or two and Sergey still didn't seem to be done with him.

"You're so delicious Mishka. Don't you wanna taste me?"

"You've had your fun. Release me, you bastard"

Sergey hated being rejected by Misha, the man he deeply desired just wouldn't accept him. No matter what Sergey would give Misha, he wouldn't accept it. No matter what Sergey did for him, he wouldn't enjoy nor like it. He's always emotionless and cold towards him, which he absolutely despised. He was able to have fun with Misha because he knows that he holds something dearly to Misha on the palms of his hands and knew he could destroy it in a matter of minutes so he couldn't refuse, but other then that he's colder than Elsa.

Is it being stubborn or loyal?

He couldn't figure it out but no matter which was it is, he was pissed out about it.

After staring down at the heavy breathing man underneath him, he uncuffed him from the bed then got up from him and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Today, I blew the building up. But that cockroach survived, how surprising"

Misha's ears weren't functioning, he was able to hear some of what Sergey was saying but the rest he completely missed. He honestly didn't even care. He was still burning up, the drug given to him by Sergey and the harassment he's been receiving was overwhelming and stressful. Escaping or fighting was out of question. His men may not be as strong or as skilled as Misha but in the condition that Misha was in and the fact that Sergey has the power to erase Vladimir and Aiden in a matter of just a second stressed Misha completely out and simply put he just couldn't afford being careless. He can't escape. There's no way. He may be able to refuse the stupid gifts and money, but the sex was something Sergey cared mostly about and would do absolutely anything to have his way with Misha's body.

Just like two hours ago.

Sergey, without having any consideration for Misha's health, slipped a drug into his iced water and made sure that Misha drank it. Not even a minute passed and Misha felt the symptoms and Sergey absolutely wrecked him with blowjobs, filthy touches and overwhelming amount of dirty kisses, which disgusted Misha on a completely different level.

Although he didn't do anything further then that it was still enough to completely disgust Misha and make him hate the man sitting on the edge of the bed even more.

"Want to eat something?"

"Go to hell"

Was what Misha whispered before letting his tired eyes close and his head slightly turned to the side which indicated that Misha has fallen asleep.

Sergey remained quiet and in the same position but this time he picked his bathrobe from the ground, put it on and released a long and loud sigh. He messed up his hairstyle with his fingers out of frustration before pulling his phone out and texting his men downstairs who were guarding the doors.

He reminded them to check the surveillance cameras from every corner of his mansion before shoving his phone back into his bathrobe pocket and getting up from the bed and walk straight to the door without looking back.

He grabbed the doorknob, however he felt like something was behind him. To make sure he wasn't tripping he simply turned around to check for himself and didn't see anything out of ordinary other then the sleeping man on the bed so he faced the door again and from out of the blue was harshly kicked in the abdomen which resulted in him falling backwards on his entire backside before hearing the closing door again and the only light in the room, which was the lamp on the nightstand, be turned off.

Sergey turned his head and spotted a tall and dark figure standing above him.

He widened his eyes.

Что за хрень?
(What the fuck?)

To be Continued...

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