Omerta Ch. 02: I See

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Chapter 2: I See.

Luca sat at the table as Rosa spoke. She was listing off some information about the family business and how their rivals were trying to gain a larger foothold in the Southport district, the Ricci’s were trying to encroach on the Wharfside Market and Giovanni, Luca’s father, didn’t like it. Naturally.

Luca also wasn’t really listening. He mainly ran the nightclub and mainly helped with backdoor liquor distribution and washing the families money through some ‘secret’ gambling parties he held. So, listening to Rosa drawl on about the Southport territory dispute was not at the top list of his priorities. Honestly neither was the family business right now. Alex was.

Since they’d hooked up, for some reason, he was all Luca thought about. It had been a few days and he wanted back into Alex. He wanted to take Alex back into his mouth, feel him grow between his lips. Savor the taste of his tightness once again. Luca wanted to-

“Luca!” His fathers voice snapped him out of his thoughts. He looked up and saw almost everyone was looking at him. Everyone was in the big meeting room in the west wing of the Moretti Estate, his uncle and aunts, older brothers, a few cousins and the families inner circle along with a few trusted officers.

“Yes sir!” Luca focused on his father’s face and voice that said:

“Are you paying attention? Did you hear me?” Giovannis deep voice asked his son impatiently.

“Uhm, no sorry sir. I was distracted. The club. There’s an event coming up. Sorry.” Luca fumbled for explanations. “Sorry,” He repeated. “what was the question?”

“It wasn’t a question.” His father said. Luca straightened up and Giovannis dark eyes pointed at his son. “I was telling you I need you to help your brother, Marco, move some guns coming in this weekend.”

“Yes sir.” He nodded.

“We need to make sure they’re taken to the storehouse immediately after they get off the boat. We can’t let Alessandro’s men get them.” Giovanni looked over to Joe, the head of security for the family, and nodded his chin at him.

“Right, so, we’ll have two decoys with heavy presence at the Blackwater Docks, but that’s not where they’re gonna be coming in.” Joe took over. “We’re actually gonna have the shipment delivered in Riverside at the Steelbridge Docks. The Hales are getting a new shipment of art and sculptures for the Gardens up in Veridian so we’ll be smuggling the guns in their shipment.” He explained the game plan and went on about it, describing the job Luca and Marco would be doing this Friday.

Yay, can’t wait. Luca thought to himself. He liked being a part of the family, helping with the operations, he just wished it could wait until he didn’t have things to do. He did actually have a club to run and Friday was a busy day for Velluto. But there was no telling Dad ‘no’.

“So everyone understand?” Gio asked the table. Everyone nodded and he dismissed them. “Not you Luca, I need to talk to you.” Everyone left and his brother Marco gave him an ‘Ooh, you’re in trouble’ look. He stuck his tongue out at his older brother and fought not to give him the finger. “Boys.” Their father warned.

“Sorry pop.” Marco said, patting his shoulder as he left. Gio patted back. Luca sat back down.

“What’s going on dad?” Luca asked.

“What’s wrong with you?” He asked.

“Nothing.” He responded. He didn’t think anything was. Other than his absentmindedness during this meeting.

“Nothing? Hm.” Gio shrugged lightly. “Nothing he says.” He rubbed his hands together, rings lightly clanking. “Nothing…he lies to his own father. He’s trying to give me a heart attack.”

“I’m not lying pop.” Luca tried to assure.

“I’m your father, I know when something is wrong. The last three days, your head, it hasn’t been here. It wasn’t at Sunday dinner, your mother, she worries and now me-” He put on that old Italian father act, rambling, trying to coax it out of him.

“Dad, I’m fine.” Luca assures his father again. “It’s just the club, lot’s going on.” His father leans over the table.

“Luca,” He started softly. He used his dad voice instead of his boss voice. “What’s going on? Don’t lie to me.” His dad had always made sure to be a father, not just the ‘head of the family’ and the ‘boss’.

“Everything’s fine dad. I’ve just been busy.” Luca didn’t think his father would like to hear about his sex-capades.

“With?” Gio asked, when Luca didn’t answer, he continued. “You know Matteo keeps very good tabs of comings and goings from the penthouse.”

“Dad.” Luca goes red.

“Look, it’s your business you’re an adult and I don’t care what you do, but when it starts to effect the family is when it becomes mine.” Giovanni explained. “Is that why you haven’t been focused the last few days?”

“Dad!” Luca was mortified. He’d given him the sex talk at fourteen, then again two years later when he came out as gay. It had been awkward both times.

“What, if you want to sleep with a twink that’s fine. I don’t care, but bayrampaşa escort bayan you need to remain focused and devoted to the family.” His father raised his hands, trying to be supportive.

“He wasn’t a twink.” Luca didn’t know what to say right now so he said that.

“I don’t know the terms, I heard it on a tv show.” His father chuckled.

“Dad, I’m focused. Friday I’ll be on game and my head will be here.” Luca promised.

“See it is.” He both warned and advised. “I’m happy to see you happy, just make sure that happy doesn’t cause issues.” Another advisory warning. It was his way of saying ‘don’t get some fling involved or let them know too much. Rumors can fly about the Moretti family, but you better not confirm them’.

To the outside world, the Moretti’s were a powerful family of trade and industry, rising to power in the early 1900’s when they moved to Northbridge after coming from Italy. Luca’s father was first generation and proud of it. He worked just as hard as Luca’s grandfather had to keep the family in power and to expand the business. In recent years they’d even started more legitimate ventures. Like Luca’s club, his brother Marco and his wife opened a restaurant, and Tony owned a few deli’s and café’s around town. They of course also operated as laundry mats to clean the families money, but hey, the businesses themselves were legit in essence.

“I’ll be fine pop.” Luca stood and went over to his fathers side, patting his shoulder. “Thanks for the advice.” He said giving him a squeeze, he squeezed back.

“Anytime son.”

“And just so you know, Tony would be considered a twink.” Luca explained so his father wouldn’t misuse the term again.

“I see.” He nodded slowly. Luca chuckled as he walked out of the room and went to go see his mother before left to go open the club.

*****

“Here, have some more potatoes.” Linda, Alex’s mother passed the bowl over to Emily, his sister.

“I’m fine mom.” She passed them James, their father, who passed them back to Linda, who put them back down in front of Emily.

“How’s work?” James asked his children.

“Fine, there’s this absolute cunt named Regina who just started.” Emily swallowed another bite of her food.

“Language.” Linda warned.

“Saved another life today.” Alex joked. Sort of, he’d administered Narcan to a junkie who was running around the street ranting about a vampire trying to suck his blood from his junk. “Guy was worried about bloodsuckers.” He had another bite.

“Is that what they call them now?” Emily smiled an insinuation.

“Emily.” Linda was annoyed at her children’s potty mouths.

“Emily please.” James agreed with his wife. Alex and his sister laughed quietly to each other.

“What about you guys?” Alex asked.

“Oh, just another day at the library really. Quiet, the way I like it.” Alex’s father was a librarian over in Old Town in the university library.

“My students don’t know how to read. They’re twenty and don’t know how to read.” Linda said with a flat voice and expression, she was a professor who taught history. “That’s not actually fair. They can read, just badly and slowly.” His mother went on. “Anyway, anything knew in your lives?” She asked her children.

“Alex met a guy.” Emily ratted.

“No I didn’t.” Alex said. Not technically the truth or a lie. He had met a guy, but not in the context Emily meant. They’d only hooked up once, though Alex hoped they would again tonight after the club. Cody and Jane would go with him. He was going to invite Emily too, but she’d decided to be a brat.

“Oh, that’s nice. I’d like some grandchildren.” James smiled at his children expectantly.

“Keep wishing.” Emily mumbled.

“Well we’ve only gone on one date.” Alex lied. The sex was great.

“Make it two, you’re not getting any younger.” Linda urged. They were both very worried that their millennial children were never going to get married and produce grandchildren for them to spoil.

“I’ll have a child when I can afford a home.” Emily stated.

“We’re doomed.” James said, taking another bite of dinner. The family laughed lightly and continued their conversation. Alex loved these moments; it almost made him regret moving out, but he loved having his own space and he’d found a steal of an apartment on Riverside.

“This was nice, but I’ve got to go. I want to relax and shower before I go out with my friends.” Alex announced, standing up. “Thanks for dinner mom.” He walked over and kissed her forehead and she reached up to hug him. “By dad, love you.” His dad responded with his mouth full and a nod.

“Where’s my invite?” Emily asked.

“It must have gotten lost in the mail, sorry byeeee.” Alex laughed as he made a quick exit and made his way out of the house and to his car. His phone dinged. It was a notification from Nightfling.

Luca: Hey cutie, still wanting to come over tonight?

Lifesaver: You bet. When do you get off?

Luca: Whenever you bayan escort come over. 😉

Lifesaver: Haha.

Luca: Around two a.m.

Lifesaver: Perfect.

*****

“Gin soda.” Alex told the bartender over the music; she nodded and made the drink quickly. “Thanks!” She nodded and went to the next customer.

“I love this song!” Cody said over the music. The music was loud and thumping. They’d been at Velluto for almost an hour now and danced and drank. Jane had bailed, something about eating some bad shrimp, so now it was just Alex and his oldest friend Cody.

“I don’t know this song!” Alex said back. “It just sounds like thuds and bumps to me!”

“Exactly!” Cody grabbed Alex’s wrist. “Let’s go find cute boys to dance with!” He pulled him out onto the dance floor then immediately abandoned him when he found some short king. Cody had a type. “What’s up baby!” He said and the two started dancing.

Alex laughed to himself and then started to sway back and forth, looking around he say very a many cute men he could dance with. A few looked back. One in particular, gave him a lingering look and a wink. When Alex smiled at him, the stranger sauntered over.

“What’s up papí?” He asked in a thick Latin accent. Dominican maybe. Alex didn’t care, he was cute and the voice was sexy. “Can I dance with you?” He asked.

“Sure.” Alex said, turning to face away as he started to dance into him. The man grabbed Alex’s hips and guided him in a rhythm with the music. Giving a little extra squeeze here and there.

“Damn I like that.” He said as Alex grinded against him, he felt a thick bulge and Alex’s mind wandered. He probably shouldn’t take this random man into a back room and blow him seeing as he already had plans for after the club, but the thought lingered longer than it should have. The man behind him bumped into him, lowering his lips down to caress Alex’s neck.

“Ooh.” Alex cooed at the sensation. His hand reaching behind him to trace up and down the mans thigh, his other hand reaching up to meet his bicep. The two started to entangle and Alex had to fight the urge to go somewhere with him harder and the man holding him gripped him tighter, imagining all the things he’d do to him. Take him home and ravage him. Leave him begging for more, never wanting him to stop.

Luca came out of his office on the second floor and looked down at the dance floor below, greeting Jon and Adam (some members of his security team). He had been doing some paperwork and approving payroll, so he hadn’t really had the time to come out and enjoy his club yet. He looked down at the dancing and happy people, full house tonight like the night before and the one before and…

The club was doing good.

His eye caught a glimpse of someone familiar. He had tousled sandy hair, and a thick body he couldn’t wait to touch again. He was dancing with some random man. Closely. Too closely. Luca didn’t like it. He felt a wave of envy and anger. He had to stop himself from descending on Alex and ripping him away. He wasn’t his property. Well…yet. Luca wanted Alex and he didn’t want anyone else to have him. He was jealous, unreasonably so. They had only hooked up once, but Luca knew what he wanted when he wanted it.

And what he wanted now, and for no one else to have, was Alex.

He’d have him. He slowly walked over to the stairs and down to the dance floor, weaving and dodging between people. He walked up behind the dancing pair. He reached out and grabbed the mans’ shoulder.

“Hey, you should go.” He gave him a gentle, but firm, squeeze to show him he meant business. He was taller than the man and looked down on him with his cold blue eyes when the man turned around to see who was telling him what to do. Not only was Luca taller, he was also built bigger. This man had some muscle, but Luca had more and he could take him if he had to.

“No thanks, I think I’ll stay.” He tried to turn back around and pull out of Luca’s grasp, but Luca held firm. “Let me go amigo.” He turned to face him now and Alex noticed he was no longer being pressed against and he turned too.

“Luca?” Alex said, surprised to see him. His dance partner had his chest pumped up and biceps flexed, looking up to Luca and ready to fight. Luca simply stood with his gorgeous grin and blue eyes trained on the man between them.

“Find someone else to dance with.” Luca offered.

“I was here first; you go find someone else.” Dance Partner rebuttled. Alex felt the tension rise, the energy vibrated around them. One of them would swing and it did something strange to Alex.

I’m not usually into this crap, that is not who I am. Macho bullshit. Alex thought. But with this guy? Damn. Alex stared at Luca who kept a calm demeanor, wearing tight fitting chinos, a black shirt that hugged him the right way and a blazer that complimented his already broad shoulders. Damn. He thought again.

“And I’m here now.” Luca said softly, but loud enough to be heard over the music.

“Luca.” bağcılar escort bayan Alex repeated. Dance Partner turned to him now.

“You know him?”

“Uhm, yeah. I know him, sorry. I had fun.” Alex told him, stepping around to be by Luca’s side. “Sorry.” He said again with a grimace.

“Yeah, have fun.” Dance Partner said after a moment of consideration, deciding that Alex wasn’t worth getting in a fight with Luca. He walked away, dancing into the crowd.

Luca immediately turned to Alex and started dancing with him as if nothing had happened. “Hey.” He said as Alex started to dance with him to the thuds and bumps.

“How did you know I was here? I didn’t tell you where I was going tonight. Did you track my phone?” Alex said, a sudden urge of worry rearing its’ head.

“Ha!” Luca laughed. “I told you I worked in a bar here.”

“Yeah.” Alex remembered. “This one?”

“I kinda lied.” He answered.

“Oh?” Alex was surprised.

“I own it.” Luca said, taking Alex into his arms as the music changed from the electronic dance style to a bit of a slower, closer dance style song. He rocked into Alex and placed a hand on the small of his back, sending shockwaves threw him, to lead him to the new beat.

“You own it!” Alex was surprised. Luca merely nodded and spun Alex around so he faced away from him. The two bumped into each other and Alex felt a familiar bulge press against him and a shudder ran up his spine. A good one.

“You are so fucking sexy.” He whispered into his ear. “Sorry to interrupt you and bozo, but seeing you with him kind of made me…jealous.” Luca explained.

“Jealous?” Alex asked as Luca spun him out and pulled him back in, matching the tempo of the song. “Huh.” He pressed against him as their bodies met again.

“Jealous.” Luca repeated in a seductive voice. The word melted on Alex’s skin, acting like an aphrodisiac. His hand ran up Luca’s chest, along his neck, then his jawline – his thumb tracing against Luca’s soft lips – and then to the back of his head where he grabbed a fistful of Luca’s short dark hair and pulled his face closer to his.

“Let’s make the others here jealous then.” Alex offered and then snaked his tongue into Luca’s mouth as the two continued to grind their bodies against each other. The song changed while the two traded tongue placements and Luca reached down to grab one of Alex’s asscheeks, the other hand placed between his shoulder blades pushing him further into Luca’s body. Luca felt like Alex couldn’t be close enough to him.

When the two finally separated for air Luca said, “Let’s go up to my office.” Alex simply nodded and Luca grabbed his wrist tightly, possessively, snaking between the club goers towards the second-floor office.

They walked past some staff and VIP’s and entered Luca’s office. Luca took off his blazer and tossed it across the room, turning back to Alex immediately. Alex slammed the door behind him with a free foot while Luca pulled him back into his mouth, both the men’s hands not leaving the others body.

“Fuck, you have no idea how much I wanted this to happen again.” Luca said into Alex’s mouth. The office was dimly lit and sported a desk, some chairs, a table in the corner, shelves and cabinets, a back door which led to the alley outback and a couch. The security monitors on one wall casting soft light across the two horny men.

“I think I do.” Alex gripped Luca’s bulge softly, garnering a moan from the Stallion, and kept his other hand tangled in Luca’s hair. “I wish your hair was longer.” He said out loud, meaning to think it, because he wished there was more to grab.

“I’ll never cut my hair again.” Luca kissed Alex’s jaw, then neck, tracing his tongue along his collarbone, pulling the collar of his shirt out of the way to do so. The move made Alex’s legs weak.

“Oh fuck.” Luca pulled the whimper from Alex’s body by stroking his growing penis through his pants. “Fuck!” Alex pulled some strength together and pushed Luca back playfully, grinning wickedly as he did. “Take off your shirt.” He commanded as he did the same. The sight of Luca’s strong body again aroused Alex further. “Fuck.” He closed the gap, kissing him again and fighting to undo Luca’s belt buckle. The two stepped backwards and then Luca fell to the couch, laughing while doing so. Alex stood in front of the sight, taking it in. Luca, sitting in front of him his dick rock hard, shaft glowing practically like a beacon for Alex, pointing up out of his pants. “Oh yeah.” Alex nodded. Luca grinned, anticipation for the next step killing him.

Alex straddled Luca and lowered his mouth down back to his and Luca’s hands pressed onto the sides of Alex’s face, keeping him close to him. He humped up into Alex’s groin, rubbing his cock on the soft fabric of Alex’s pants. He moaned in delight as Alex’s mouth never left his, his hands gripping his large chest.

“Fuck, I wanna be in you again.” Luca said, so enamored with Alex that he didn’t see, feel or hear anything else in the world.

“I want you in me again.” Alex whimpered as Luca lowered his mouth and took one of Alex’s nipples in his mouth, one hand undoing his pants, the other squeezing the other side of Alex’s chest. “Oh god Luca.” Alex said, unable to perceive anything other than him.

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