Mr. Consultant

Giuseppe was lying on the bed with nothing to do, the young master ordered him to do so, and did not allow anyone to bring work materials to him.So the consultant had no choice but to stare at the white ceiling and pray that today would pass as soon as possible.He has been resting for a long time, and he has never had such a long-term intimate contact with the pillow in his life.He was thankful at first, thinking he was finally able to live a healthy life, but now, under the eyes of being forced to rest, he just felt uncomfortable.

The effect of the anesthetic had completely worn off, and Giuseppe stopped the analgesic early.While under Giovanni's care, Maldini's second-in-command tried to control him with sex, and although the consultant had given up on drugs when he left him, he still worried about himself. Will relapse.He needed to stay awake, though for a long time the price of that lucidity was the pain and the inability to breathe that kept him up at night.

At this time, Xavier would come to take care of him, bring him water, give him medicine, and even kiss him to ease his pain.In the numbness of the pain, Giuseppe once caught the flash of unbearable and concern in the young master's eyes.However, his chaotic and confused brain couldn't handle this kind of complicated gaze, let alone the emotions contained in the gaze.Therefore, he could only attribute them all to his miserable situation, and felt a strange sense of relief from the bottom of his heart.

He thought that Xavier shouldn't hate himself so much, otherwise he would never get up in the middle of the night to take care of his condition.And maybe, just maybe, this young master still has some kind of good intentions for him, thanking him for his contribution to Barone and his kindness on the shore of Lake Michigan in the past.But in short, the wonderful misunderstanding between them is still not solved, and each other is still watching each other's words and deeds.

Even more unfortunate, however, is that in some ways it was Giuseppe himself who caused the situation at this moment.If he hadn't strictly demanded that young master to be calm, hadn't taught him the fundamental way to obtain things, and hadn't even told him about Giovanni's terrible end, they, their relationship, wouldn't have been as inexplicable and incomprehensible as it is now rationale.

They both seem to be uncompromising, unyielding, calculating everything in this relationship.They are both too cunning and too sensitive, and they take each other too seriously, so they have to do their best to plot everything about their lover.This kind of deceit, this kind of warfare, is cruel and ruthless in itself, but its original intention is so passionate and so tender.

It's just that the consultant has so far been unable to understand the inner cause of this irrepressible tenderness.So far, he still can't understand how inextricably deep and thorough this kind of love that needs to be concealed by any means is.Giuseppe has always believed that he will not fall in love with anyone, and he is not worthy of anyone's love. He has denied the former with great difficulty, but he has not thought of denying the latter.

Giuseppe couldn't figure it out, and was going to stop thinking about it, thinking about this fruitless question about the little bastard.His injury has almost healed, and even the scar on that side of his waist has shrunk a little bit, but his guilt and sorrow still remain unabated.After everything was settled, he slowly reacted, and slowly felt scared.

He thought that if he had dealt with things more smoothly back then, or had simply been more ruthless and decisive, it would not have caused the problems like today.Fortunately, the young master has grown a lot and can take on the face of the family. Otherwise, if he falls down, who should take care of Xavier, worry about him, and do some life-threatening remedies for him?Besides, the business in the brownstone building, the operation in the southern region, so many bookkeeping points, so many people in charge, who should take care of it?

Regarding the matter of Giovanni, although it was involved in the war between Barone and Maldini, it was still his personal matter, and it was still his personal hatred.Giuseppe never had any sympathy for the second-in-command, because in the final analysis, they are all people who rely on blood and ugliness to live, and they don't care about nobility and charity, let alone tears and regrets.

Giovanni, too, when he brought Giuseppe out of the Via Bertoni, thought only of selling the impish boy somewhere else, or as a gift to some great man.Of course, he was also shocked by the cruelty and bloodiness in that thin body, but that was all, there could be no more gentle feelings.Giuseppe was still a commodity in his eyes, a vile and shameless whore.So the desperate teenager can only seduce him, please him, and try to build a stronger relationship with him.Giovanni fell into his trap, was blinded by him, and even lost his life for it.

Giuseppe, most of his life, cheated.But only in front of Xavier, he said a few rare truths and revealed a little rare temperament.Maybe it's because the young master never lied to him, or maybe it's because he really loves him so much that he can give up all hypocritical masks.

Thinking of this, the consultant felt that he was really hopeless.He couldn't figure out what was so good about that little bastard besides his figure and skills, which was worth his obsession, even being hypocritical like a high school girl all day long.

Hey, I really want to do it with him.

Giuseppe spurned himself from the bottom of his heart, thinking like this without dignity.Because of his actually pretty serious injury, the consultant hadn't felt Xavier's muscular back for almost a month.He felt nostalgic, and even had some kind of strange longing, hoping that the young master would run through him desperately and give him supreme happiness.However, it is a pity that Xavier, the object of his heart, seems to be possessed by a saint, completely ignoring his tasteless jokes and ignoring his explicit hints.

Giuseppe felt that such a life was quite gloomy, and realized that he must recover as soon as possible, otherwise he would be regarded as a boring sexual harassment uncle by the young master sooner or later.And just as he was thinking about how to bribe the German doctor to prove that he had no pain, Xavier, the young master, pushed open the door of the bedroom.

He was wearing a steel-grey, silk-cotton suit with thin, light-coloured stripes on the fabric.It was the high-end goods from the old tailor shop that Giuseppe frequented, and it was the expedited result that Xavier paid double when he was running around to get rid of the crime.The suit was not made for self-cultivation, and even felt a little loose, but it showed off the young master's physique very well.

Xavier matched his suit with a glossy silk shirt and a Turkish blue jacquard tie, looking like those young and promising businessmen, looking well-dressed and vigorous.He sat on the edge of the bed next to Giuseppe, and slowly picked up the consultant, and cushioned his lower back with a pillow.

Although Giuseppe wanted to say that he was already much better and did not need such meticulous care, but he was greedy for the temperature in the young master's chest, just as he was greedy for the heartbeat that resonated with each other.He leaned on the pillow, seeing the increasingly calm expression in the little bastard's eyes, suddenly felt some inexplicable heart palpitations.Although he could describe these honey brown eyes in detail in his dreams, he could always detect some emotions that he didn't know at the moment his eyes touched.

Giuseppe was silent for a long time, and then said to the young master:

"Xavier, uncle's sweetheart, where have you been today?"

After a month or so of dealing and testing, Xavier has adapted to Giuseppe's malicious nickname, and he said to the consultant without changing his expression:

"Honey, although I don't want to take the initiative to remind you, do you miss me? Forgive me, I just went to discuss terms with Sean, and they may join Barone's business."

"Little sweetheart, of course uncle misses you...It's just that uncle wants to sleep with you more than discussing such serious topics."

"Forget it, Mr. Consultant. If I fuck you straight to the bed, you'll start complaining about weird things again." Xavier sneered, retorting mercilessly.Thanks to Giuseppe who handed over the brownstone building to him, the young master finally made great progress in Italian.He had learned enough foul language from the mouths of the old rascals to face Giuseppe's occasional biting taunts.

"Besides, I believe you don't want to explain to the doctors in the middle of the night that you tore your wounds because of being fucked too much by a man."

"Fucking bastard, do you care about me?"

Giuseppe finished cursing, and like a fox, he laughed lowly with his neck down.He clenched his hands into fists, covering the tip of his nose and lips, covering the smile that was too dazzling for Xavier.The blond hair on his forehead swayed slightly, reflecting the afternoon sun like a brilliant golden shooting star.When the consultant had had enough of laughing, he raised his gray-green eyes and showed a sharp knife-like expression.He said:

"What's Sean thinking, are you sure he's not playing tricks on you?"

"I don't think so. There must be something wrong inside Maldini, something we don't know about. That old man named Salvatore told me about the northern coast. Drugs are a huge profit. business, but we have been ruled by Sean. If we can reach a reliable agreement with him and earn more cash from it. Then whether it is Maldini or the New York Committee, it is only a matter of time? They It might not be that they acted according to the wind, but they put on a moral mask. As long as we give them a little excuse and a little benefit, they will all fall here, calling black as white and dirty as reasonable. After Xavier finished speaking, he looked into Giuseppe's eyes and added to him:

"My dear, that's what Maldini did to us, I haven't forgotten and vowed to give them something tangible."

Giuseppe nodded after listening to his words, not surprised by the young master's decision.After buffering for a period of time, he finally understood Xavier's logic of doing things, and also understood the fact that the young master was a "Sicilian".Giuseppe found this quite ridiculous, and couldn't imagine that he, a workaholic who only had money in his eyes, actually cultivated a vengeful and vicious leader.He found that Xavier had learned not only Don Barone's wide-eyed vision, but also his own calculating shrewdness, and even developed a strange, vengeful personality.It's just that he still doesn't understand that Xavier's hatred, in fact, is more or less caused by him.

What is puzzling is that Xavier, the young master, doesn't seem to care when his revenge can be completed. He is used to keeping accounts in his heart, and then becomes their friend, knowing everything about them, and they are most relaxed When vigilant, give a fatal blow.

But this kind of hatred, which is mild on the outside, is always wrapped in an extremely strong inside, as well as the frightening means and reasons.Although the young master, most of the time, looks like a frivolous businessman with a soft expression, but he is never stingy with showing fierceness in front of his enemies, just as he is never stingy with showing tenderness in front of Giuseppe.The closer he was to the consultant, the more he could understand the consultant.Giuseppe, like him, lives in this cold and cruel world with all sorts of strange masks.The tenderness in their hearts always has a place to be summarized, a place to vent.Giuseppe likes to sleep with people, and he likes to sleep with Giuseppe.

Seeing the distracted expression on the consultant's face, Xavier suddenly cleared his throat, feeling a little sad.He could not understand why Giuseppe was thinking of something else when he was saying such an important thing.It's a pity that Xavier didn't know that the consultant's mind, at this moment, was full of bits and pieces about him.

"My dear, my almighty advisor..."

Xavier reminded in a helpless tone, he paused, and said to Giuseppe:

"We don't know much about Sheen, and we don't know much about Maldini's current situation. I worry that there are some unknown risks, some ill-considered places."

After hearing this, Giuseppe pulled his shoulders and touched his lips lightly.He put his hand on Xavier's chest, where his heart beat, and said in a low voice:

"Little cutie, listen, all interests in this world have risks, it's just that some can bear it and some can't bear it. And what you have to do is not to think about whether this thing will fail, but to think about failure. Will you be able to afford the loss after you die? Life is a son of a bitch, you can never expect everything to go well, but you can't lose so badly that you lose the chance to make a comeback. And, unnecessary caution is not the way of big men, if you When you feel that you have thought it through and are ready, do it immediately. God will always witness your words and deeds.”

The author has something to say:

Giuseppe's brain: 99% money and work + 1% love (with the young master).