Chapter 126 Chapter 24 of the spin-off

Chapter 126 Chapter 24 of the spin-off
Axel Cornell

I feel like killing them just for looking at what's mine, but I restrain my murderous instinct; I can't cause a diplomatic incident in Mr. Tanaka's home.

I stand in front of the door, taking a deep breath and trying to tame my jealousy before going inside to see my man.

I slide the door open and enter the room, finding Bastião lying there with an expression somewhere between physical relief and profound embarrassment. He looks away as soon as he sees me, his cheeks tinged with a faint blush I never imagined I'd see on that hardened face.

"What happened?" I ask, arching an eyebrow.

He squeezes his eyes shut and lets out a heavy sigh.

"This is completely humiliating, darling. I don't want to talk about it."

I laugh softly, feeling a little better seeing him so full of life, and sit beside him on the futon.

"What happened? Now I'm curious."

He mutters something unintelligible, turning his face away.

"I didn't hear you, Bastião."

He takes a deep breath, looking resigned to his own misery.

"I had to piss into a bottle... the doctor held my cock to guide it into the bottle. This is pure humiliation, darling. Me, forty-four years old, needing help to piss. Fuck, this is embarrassing."

I can't contain myself. I burst out laughing, imagining the ruthless executioner of the French Mafia being handled by a Japanese doctor like a little boy.

"Darling..." I continue laughing. "How cruel of you." He huffs, visibly offended, but there's a soft gleam in his eyes.

I smile broadly and lean over him, closing the distance between our faces.

"I'm sorry, that was really funny. But, well... what can I do to make up for all that suffering?"

I run my hand over his cheek, feeling that his skin is warmer now. His right arm, the only one he can move, slides around my waist with a possessiveness that makes my blood boil.

"Kiss me..." he whispers, his voice husky and vibrant. "That would be a pretty good reward."

"You don't even have to ask."

I claim his mouth with all the hunger that's been building inside me. The kiss begins urgently, a collision between two souls that have finally found each other. I devour his lips, sliding my tongue into his mouth and exploring every corner with ravenous hunger.

I'm ecstatic when Bastião returns the kiss with the same intensity, his tongue intertwining with mine in a hot, wet dance.

His hand moves up to the back of my neck, his fingers threading through my hair to deepen the contact, pulling my head closer until there's no space left between us.

I feel his teeth graze my lower lip before he sucks it hard, drawing a low moan from my throat before I can stop it. It's an explicit, raw kiss, filled with the sounds of sucking and complete surrender.

When air becomes scarce, we separate only enough to breathe, but I don't move away. I kiss his chin, feeling the roughness of his stubble, but Bastião pulls me back.

He cups my face with his large hand and seals our lips together again, this time in a calmer, slower, deeper kiss.

We savor each other's taste, feeling our tongues brush together without any hurry, as if we're sealing a pact that, from now on, there will be no more running away.

We separate when we run out of breath, and I lie down beside him, wrapping an arm around his waist and slowly kissing his neck. I feel the warmth of his skin beneath my lips, and he lets out a heavy sigh, almost a moan.

"Darling, don't do that..." he murmurs, his voice faltering.

I smile slightly against his skin because I know exactly why. It feels so good to know I'm not the only one desperate to have him completely; that the desire burning through me is consuming him too.

He wraps his good arm around my waist, pulling me closer with possessive strength, and slips his hand beneath my shirt. The touch of his calloused palm against my skin sends shivers across every inch of my body as he rhythmically caresses my ribs.

"You know, I've been thinking..." he begins, his voice turning more serious.

I simply listen, focused on the sound of his breathing and the warmth of his embrace.

"We're both insecure about a lot of things. It would be better if, whenever one of us is bothered by something, we sit down and talk about it. Like you said before, everything would've been resolved if we'd talked sooner. So we can do that to avoid any problems in the future."

I smile, feeling immense relief that he's on the same page as me, and kiss his neck one last time before looking into his eyes.

"Good idea. I love that idea, Bastião. And yes, it'll help us a lot. We're a couple now, and talking about whatever is bothering us will save us from a lot of misunderstandings."

He nods, looking more relaxed, and I run my hand over his cheek in a slow caress, simply enjoying this moment together.