Blood Sports: An MM Mafia Romance by Daniel May & Augustus Roth

Author:Daniel May & Augustus Roth [May, Daniel & Roth, Augustus]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: mm mafia romance, m/m mafia romance, gay mafia romance
Publisher: Daniel May
Published: 2021-12-03T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

Jove

The last time Jove had seen the island, the sky had been blue and the waters the same, making the dollop of green appear like a brilliantly opening eye on the horizon.

Today the sky was gray, and so too were the rocks of the north side of the island — the first thing Jove glimpsed out the window of Izawa’s small, private plane.

He’d spent the short flight numb with thought, and the numbness persisted at the first look at what should have been a welcome sight.

He looked away.

His eye fell on Red, asleep in his chair — or at least, Jove hoped he was asleep. Hoped he had dozed off and gotten some respite, and wasn’t curled up in a ball of silent fear.

Jove should have been thinking about his deadly puzzle. His sons. His enemies.

Instead, all he could think about was the look on the kid’s face in that bedroom,

The raw horror.

After the drunken night, the hideous morning, what was there for Jove to say to him?

He’d already been unprepared to give the apology that had been in his head upon waking, seeing the signs of his abuse all over Red’s neck, the freshly swollen lips. He’d delayed in the shower thinking on it, not knowing how to word it. Not knowing how to deal with the feeling of shame. He hadn’t been ashamed in what felt like centuries.

The bullet had been a nice distraction.

He’d gotten lucky — not just with the bullet, but with the fact that Bialy had been there.

What would have happened if Bialy hadn’t come?

Would Jove have stepped out of the shower to find the kid a bloody mess on the floor instead?

He couldn’t even let himself think about it. There was too much wrapped up in Red. Secrets. Conspiracy. Desire. Jove needed him, needed him as an ally and a secret keeper, as a friend and as relief. Relief from the people he knew either too well, or not enough.

Bringing Red along now that things were deadly looked selfish, and he knew it. The kid probably thought it.

Jove should have stowed him away someplace safe, wanted to.

But he couldn’t be certain of any safe places. Any safe people.

Red’s cover story — the one Jove supposed he had proven true the night before — came with a deadly consequence.

The kid was not safe. He would not be safe until Jove had identified and stamped out the unknown enemy. Until then, their eye would be on Red as someone, something valuable.

Jove had stamped him as valuable with that ring of hickeys around his neck.

When the plane set down, the kid jolted and sat upright, gripping the seatrests and gazing about in confusion. It was only when his eyes landed on Jove that he seemed to remember where he was.

Jove’s impulse was to say something comforting, but he didn’t have anything comforting to say.

Instead, he filled Red in as they disembarked.

They exited onto a landing strip shiny with recent rain, tromping down the steps and almost immediately loosening layers as a group.

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