Mr. Consultant

Giuseppe couldn't get anything out of the poor employee's mouth, even though he relaxed as much as possible and softened his tone, the gentleman still couldn't say anything out of fear.He seemed to be a newcomer, and he couldn't get used to the retired old men gathered in the lobby of the tavern, let alone communicate with Giuseppe, the current family advisor.He just turned upside down, swearing to Christ and the Virgin Mary that he had absolutely no intention of deceiving the advisor, and then he shook his head desperately like a tree crown swaying in a storm.

There was nothing Giuseppe could do about it, so he patted the employee on the shoulder to try to calm him down.But to that gentleman, his hand was like the claws of the god of death, making him dodge involuntarily, and even wanted to escape into a more distant street.

Giuseppe took a chance, a little inexplicably embarrassed, he explained to the employee in a good voice that he was not a dangerous person, but he only got a look of "you are joking".Giuseppe's frustration deepened without warning. He cleared his throat, put the photo of Albert back in his pocket, and signaled that the employee could leave now, but don't mention the previous incident to anyone.

The gentleman was like a pardoned death row prisoner, while thanking him inexplicably, he dashed away from the dark corner.He figured he'd better resign now and forget about what happened in the tavern.Christ, he really didn't want to talk to Giuseppe, or anyone else like Giuseppe.That bloody sense of oppression, that kind of power in the wordless silence, made him wish he could disappear from this world in the next second, and no longer exist in the line of sight of those gray-green eyes.

However, Giuseppe was thinking in his heart that he had already talked with someone, and he could not use this method on other people, otherwise it would definitely cause some unexpected troubles.He thought that the owner of this tavern must be related to other forces in Chicago. If they didn't pay Barone the protection fee, they must have other powerful backers.But, did the group of old guys in the "Big Garden" know about this, or did they deliberately go to the outsider's territory to conspire?

If the answer is yes, it is undoubtedly a huge disaster.

Although Giuseppe has always imagined that one day those old antiques will be swept out together, but that is just his good wish.There are so many affairs in the East District of the family, which cannot be separated from the management of these old guys, just as they cannot be separated from the management of the business in the South District by the Brownstone Building.The relationship between them is delicate and contradictory, and they jointly safeguard Barone's interests.

Therefore, even though there were many conflicts between the consultant and the "big garden", they never got into a situation where they would tear each other apart. Although each wanted to find some unhappiness for each other, it was limited to unhappiness.But now, Giuseppe couldn't help worrying whether those old guys would become their opponents in the open, or enemies that were difficult to distinguish in the dark.

He didn't allow this kind of thing to happen, even if he was asked to apologize to those old antiques and kneel down to apologize, he would never let Barone have any divisions.This is his bottom line, his guarantee to Don Barone, and his loyalty to that young master.

Therefore, Giuseppe felt that he should add some people near the tavern. He wanted Cesare, the cornerman of the old city, to send someone to watch Tramondori's every move.In the final analysis, this was also Cesare's mistake. Could it be that his subordinates were all deaf and blind, and so many old faces from the "big garden" came and went indifferently?

Oh, and they might not recognize these characters.

Thinking of this, Giuseppe decided to ask Luca to copy a thick stack of family portraits, so that they could figure out who was doing evil under their noses.They were all too careless, they were too busy talking about some inexplicable things with Maldini, but they forgot to pay attention to their own accomplices.After all, there is an obvious truth here, that only friends betray us in this world, and though enemies may murder, they may submit, but they will never commit that ancient, duplicity.

Giuseppe was suddenly worried. He didn't know whether the young master knew about the plots and crises that had not been clarified so far.He feared that while he was on leave, the antiquities might have taken advantage of Xavier's indiscretion and carelessness for some worrisome purpose.He should remind that young master, and explain to him the terrible results of the family struggle in detail, so that he can pay attention to the problems hidden in the "big garden".Of course, he could also tell this worry to Gustavo, the second-in-command who had become friends with him.But Giuseppe still stubbornly believes that Xavier should be the first to know the news and should be the core of all decisions.

However, just when Giuseppe wanted to explain the matter clearly to the young master, he had a slight hesitation in his heart.He was afraid that Xavier read in it some uneasy feeling, some lack of trust.Although he knew that this meant nothing, and he didn't need to care about the young master's opinion, he still hesitated, fearing being alienated by the young master, and even forgot that this was something he couldn't shirk.

He also knows that this is not good, but he still can't help thinking about some boring things, and out of a sincere love, he exaggerates the risk of such boring to a situation that cannot be ignored.He returned to the lobby of the tavern, the grizzled old-fashioned figures who were noisy before had dispersed in twos and threes, making the atmosphere quiet, only the dim lights were whispering like sympathizers.

Giuseppe sat back in front of Xavier, holding the remaining classic cocktail in his hand. He saw that in front of the young master, the ice cubes of tonic water had completely melted, leaving winding lines on the glass. dripping water.Giuseppe was silent for a while, and explained to Xavier what he thought of just now, those things about the "big garden".He was a little afraid of Xavier's anger, and even more afraid that he would keep silent and set up all the defenses.

But unexpectedly, the young master just nodded and acquiesced to Giuseppe's proposal.In a very polite manner, he recounted his work during the two months in a asking tone, and asked the consultant whether there was anything wrong or traces of conspiracy.

Giuseppe couldn't react to this in time, he pretended to drink a sip of wine, and then returned his head to the field of work.In his eyes, Xavier's decision was flawless, with the unique and bold personality of that young master.Although, Giuseppe is very curious about his real thoughts at this time, because the bug installed in Xavier's mind has often failed to work recently, and it is impossible for the consultant to predict exactly what its owner says and does, but Giuseppe Pei is still a little thankful for this, after all, he is afraid of finding out some sad facts.

He suggested to the young master to go back to the Brownstone Building as soon as possible, so as to end the day's running around, and then rest quietly.Of course, there is still a small and shady selfishness hidden in the proposal of this consultant.He had been lying on the bed long enough, so long that he almost merged with the snow-white bed.And that little young master, for some strange reason, got up inexplicably an upright gentleman, and just sat on the bedside and said good night to him gently every night.

Shit, adults don't need goodnight.

Thinking of this, Giuseppe frowned a little depressed, then raised his gray-green eyes, and stared at the mirror on the bathroom wall in a daze, the desire and ambition that almost rushed out of the plane.He felt that he was really terrible, how he wanted to resist the suppression of the young master in the past, but now he longed to be embraced by him, and was completely conquered by him until his head became dizzy.

But that young master seemed to have completely lost interest in him, even though they had no gaps in their work, and they could understand each other's subtle moods with a tacit understanding.But they also lost the reason to go to bed because of this, and Giuseppe no longer needed to use his body to please the young master and make him obey his orders.And Xavier no longer needs to use physical submission to suppress the consultant, making him a substitute for controlling life.

They all woke up, as if from an absurd dream, to the worthlessness of the act, and the stupid impoverishment of the impulse itself.But Giuseppe couldn't give up this vision of lack of nutrition. After all, since the beginning of his love, the young master has become all his sustenance and thoughts, and even made him willing to unilaterally talk to himself. Yes, to give meaning to that worthless thing.

He thought sadly that as long as the little young master was willing to kiss him and hug him, he could mistake these behaviors for love, so as to irrigate the heart that might be exhausted at any time.He didn't want to despair, and he didn't want to admit defeat. Even if Xavier might abandon his body, he didn't care about the obscene and shameless begging, and he didn't care about the lustful and enchanting charm.

God will forgive him, after all, this is the first time he has fallen in love with someone else, so he should be at a loss.

Giuseppe therefore decided upon certain bold things, although this was almost his daily course when he was in the Rue Bertoni.But he has been away from those dilapidated brothels for a long time, and he has no intention of repeating the same mistakes anyway.He loathes his past more than death, more than betrayal.It's just, it's just that young master, in such a critical situation, he had to take some extraordinary measures to restore the heart that didn't belong to him in the first place.

Of course, what Giuseppe still doesn't know so far is how the young master kept chattering about his love in his heart.Unfortunately, for all their shrewdness at work, the two of them are hopelessly dull dummies when it comes to love.Neither of them can understand this rather mysterious and accidental thing about being in love, mistaking it for one of life's little farces.

And at the end of the day, they both valued each other so much that they would be cowards for it.They are afraid of saying something meaningless, just as they are afraid of the other party abandoning themselves.They actually spontaneously learned to wait and see, and then created that embarrassing situation that seemed like a vicious circle.

All of the above led to the young master's expression of shock, surprise, joy, hypocrisy and other wonderful emotions when he saw Giuseppe coming out of the bathroom.Xavier felt that his nutrient-deprived imagination was a kind of damned barrenness, barren to the core, completely, not worth mentioning!The consultant, hey, the consultant...

He was wearing lace underwear that he found somewhere.

Xavier tried his best to suppress the smile on his face, making himself look less like a tasteless pervert.He looked at the slender and thin waistline of the consultant, and the brightly colored, burgundy red, translucent lace material on the fair skin.The sparse clothes wrapped around Giuseppe's narrow hips, revealing two clear vest lines and a faint outline of the abdominal muscles.He was wearing a very short tulle nightdress with a wide open neckline, the suspenders draped over well-worked shoulders, creating a heart-pounding dimple.

The consultant, seeing that Xavier hadn't spoken for a long time, suddenly began to regret uncontrollably.He felt that he was really a joke, for some inexplicable, so-called love thing, doing things that only a man would do to a man.Although this is the man he loves and a difficult puzzle in his life, he still can't resist his regret, and even makes him feel a little strangely wronged from his regret.

Giuseppe lowered his eyes in embarrassment. He knew that his appearance at this moment must be quite shameless, but he didn't know how to explain this fact to the young master, which made him avoid it.He couldn't help taking a few steps back, cleared his throat in the suffocating silence, tried his best to pretend to be calm and calm, pretended to be plain and ignorant, then lowered his voice and said:

"Little cutie, uncle just wanted to scare you..."

"Why do you have to?"

Xavier raised his eyes and asked back, he seemed to be smiling, and seemed to have some kind of unpredictable expression.He took Giuseppe's hand, wrapped his arms around his waist, let him sit on his body, and then looked at the consultant's eyebrows like a classical sculpture through a dim light.The young master spoke with a voice that sounded like a sigh.Even though he has many praises and nostalgia, they are all covered up by that vulgar desire, and cannot cause the slightest ripple.

"My dear, I would like to advise you that it is best not to try to scare others in this way. Otherwise... I'm afraid I will scare you. "

After he finished speaking, before the consultant could react, he pinched the back of his head, locked his waist and hips, and kissed him until he couldn't breathe.While searching intensely, he sighed in his heart:

Giuseppe, the source of his desire, the end of his love.

Because from then on, apart from this, there is no other feeling that can be called heart-pounding.

He ended Xavier's love affair.

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