Perfect Evil_A Dark Gay Romance by Loki Renard

Author:Loki Renard [Renard, Loki]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-04-16T05:00:00+00:00

13

Fucked. He was so fucked. Every move Mark made led him deeper into Angelo’s traps. He couldn’t do anything without wondering if it was somehow planned out for him to fail and be punished.

Once the electrical ordeal was over he’d been sent back to his room, just like the naughty boy he was, or so Angelo said via Bobby, a particularly snarky and vicious proxy. Mark stayed there for three days, being fed on trays Bobby brought him. He didn’t see Angelo in that time, and he was glad not to. His mind and emotions were in chaos, and Angelo only made everything worse.

Mark had to get out of this house. He had to get away from Vitali. But the only way to do that was to let Angelo fuck him. And he couldn’t do that. That went against every value, impulse, and bit of sense he had.

Vitali had been crystal clear about his motivations. He wanted to own him. Mark could see what Angelo had in store for him just by looking at Bobby. That young man had once had his own thriving operation, before Angelo broke him to his will. Now Robert Vitali sucked cock on command. Mark could only imagine Angelo would have him do worse.

Held captive by his thoughts, Mark snapped to quick attention when Angelo walked into the room one afternoon without announcement or warning. Had the man come to gloat? Or to hurt him more? What was his angle now? He moved with a casual stroll and expression which didn’t acknowledge any of the torment he’d put Mark through days earlier. As Mark stared at him, Angelo extended his hand and dropped half a tablet onto the bed.

“Your pill.”

“Thanks,” Mark said taking it and swallowing it back right away. The weaning off the meds was actually sort of working. There were probably side effects, but his whole situation was so unpleasant he really couldn’t tell if he was suffering stress from being weaned off the benzos, or if it was just what being Angelo Vitali’s captive felt like.

Whatever it was, it felt better when he avoided looking at Angelo. He had already been lying down, so he simply turned his face back to the bed and lay staring at the wall.

“Are you sulking, boy?” Angelo sounded amused.

“I want to go home.”

Angelo made a soft sound of sympathy that Mark didn’t believe for a second. “You know what you have to do.”

“You could fuck anybody, why me?”

“Because there’s no joy in fucking anybody,” Angelo purred.

Mark almost asked if Angelo would be gentle with him. What a ridiculous question. Of course he wouldn’t. He’d be ruthless, twisted, and entirely relentless. Why did the thought of that make him so hard?

Angelo reached out and touched his hair softly. Mark closed his eyes as his tormentor’s fingers brushed lightly across his scalp.

“You’ve belonged to our government since you were eighteen years old,” Angelo murmured. “A soldier, and then a federal agent. They expect you to give your life for your country.

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