Cameron Monaghan as the secondary character, Dominic Kaylor.

"I don't talk to people who don't respond with intelligence." -Dominic James Kaylor

Poisonous: Ch. 8

"This is so not fucking cool."

I had grumbled to myself, feeling my irritation levels rise above the maximum. "Who the fuck does Reed think he is? He needs me on this job, otherwise I would take my ass back to Italy." I huffed, trying to put the tie on but it just fucking wouldn't.

"Aw Zan baby, don't be mad." Alejandro had said after fixing in his hair into a style that made him look oddly attractive. "It's just a one time thing."

"Whatever. Just come fix my tie or we won't ever leave." I demanded and he rolled his eyes. "Yes, master." He snorted and I scrunched my face up. "You might have some disgusting kinks for all I know..." I narrowed my eyes at him as he pulled my tie tight around my collar before yanking on it, my whole body colliding with is.

"Just so you know," He had whispered in my ear, dark and stimulating. "I wouldn't mind being married to you even if it's just this once." He pulled back and I glared at him. "Fuck you in the eye with a fork, Alejandro." I groaned out and he handed my my suit jacket.

"Are you ready to go, Keros?" He winked at me and I felt myself die inside. "Right behind you, Mitchell." I grunted out in reply to him, wanting to throttle him over and over. "Let's get this shit over with."

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"Holy shit. I mean, I knew Giorgio Manasi was so successful but I didn't think this damn successful." I gestured to all the people and reporters standing outside on the red carpet. "They treating this as if its the Grammy Awards. It's just a fucking party." I said, not wanting to get out of the luxurious limo Reed had gotten for us. "Well if he is behind some kind of scandal, of course a party would be this big," Alejandro clicked his teeth. "Your hand, mi amor?" He had opened the door and stepped out, holding his hand for me to grab onto.

"I swear to god, I will wring your fucking neck after this." I finally intertwined my fingers with his and got out of the limo. He squeezed my hand in his and I fought the urge to puke all over him. See how he likes walking into a party with a puke shirt, ole' ugly ass bastard. I hadn't had the slightest idea why we need to be a gay couple, but Reed had said Giorgio Manasi had a thing for gays.

Whatever that meant.

"Look this way and smile guys!" A reporter yelled out and we turned and posed for her camera. Alejandro took advantage of this moment and kissed me on the cheek, me smiling in shock. He did just do what I think he just did.

"Oh, you guys are so cute and so in love!" She gushed on and on about gay couples in such after we walked away. Yeah right, as if I would voluntarily be married to this fool. We had walked up the entrance, still hand in hand, to be met by a guy who was taking names on a tablet.

"Name?" He asked with a smile as he glanced at me, taking in the sight of my appearance. Married or not, I still got it!

"Mitchell and Keros D'Angelo." Alejandro said to the man in a harsh tone, going so far as to take his hand from mine and wrap it around my waist tightly. 'Oh you son of a bitch.' I growled at him in my mind. When this night was over, his ass was mine to kill. I hated how he was using this opportunity to put his paws and mouth all over me as if he doesn't do enough of that already.

"You're on the list. Right this way guys." He smiled brightly and I smiled back at him, walking in when he turned to the side. Once we were out of earshot, Alejandro pulled me towards him, his arm still around my waist and his face twisted into one of fury.

"What the hell is wrong with you, Mitchell?" I whispered, not wanting to attract attention. I wanted him to get his hands off of me as soon as possible but knowing Alejandro, his hand would forever be on my waist.

"The way you were looking at that guy, Keros!" He harshly yelled in my face, but not enough to get the attention on us. "He wanted a piece of you!" I rolled my eyes at him. "So what? He was just being nice. Why do you insist on being mad at everyone whose nice to me?" I rolled my eyes, unsure if this was real or if this was just acting.

"I just didn't like the way he was staring at what was mine!" I rolled my eyes and turned back to center. "Shut up you piece of dog shit." I elbowed him in the chest. "He was just being nice. No need to get your panties in a twist, you bitch." I folded my arms against my chest, still in his grasp. I was sure he wasn't gonna let me go off on my own, seeing how he thought everyone wanted me.

If we weren't pretending to be gay, I would've committed first-degree murder already.

"Ah, you must be Mitchell and Keros D'Angelo." A voice spoke and we snapped our heads to look to the right. "Yeah, who're you?" I raised an eyebrow, not caring who the fuck I was speaking to. The man grinned at me, liking my attitude. "I must say, I like your style." He winked at me and Alejandro pulled me tighter against him.

He was my height, with blond hair and stubble, blue eyes that glistened with every look. He almost resembled an older version of Chris Hemsworth. "I'm Giorgio Manasi. It's awfully unusual for me to come talk to guests, but your argument made me laugh and I wanted to talk to you guys." He said, handing me a drink.

"That's for you." He smiled at me and I instantly knew this fucker did something to my drink.

"Thank you." I smiled sweetly at him, not wanting him to suspect me. "I had two water bottles on the way here, so I'm gonna hold off on drinking it until later so I can get fully drunk." I motioned to Alejandro. "Mitchell never lets me drink, ever."

Giorgio chuckled. "I know how you feel. My wife does the same thing to me." He smirked at me. "We have a lot in common more than I expected." A group of women walked over to where he was standing, and began asking him questions.

"Sorry, I'm in the middle of talking to Keros and his husband." He replied but then one of the women gasped. "You're gay? Oh my god, can you please kiss?" She asked and the other women bounced up and down. "Oh no, that's not something I like to do in public." I grinned, waving my hands up and down.

"Oh no, it's not a problem." Alejandro spoke. "Keros is just really shy." He grabbed my chin in his hand, turning my face towards his and crashed his lips onto mine.

I'm not going to lie, that kiss wasn't something I would've expected. No, I felt lightheaded from all the sparks that shot throughout my body, I almost fell from how intense it was had Alejandro not have had a good grip on me. His lips were so soft and moist, I found myself wanting more. He deepened the kiss with a press of his lips and it felt like angels were singing above us.

But I needed air so I pulled away first, wiping my lips.

I had nothing to say after that kiss. I felt embarrassed that I liked it, but I wanted more. That bastard just took the opportunity to kiss me, like I had it all under control!

I looked away, cheeks flushed red, lips swollen and my pupils dilated with desire. "Aw, he's embarrassed." The lady who requested that we kiss said. "He's adorable." She smiled at me and Alejandro turned my face back to his.

"He is, isn't he?" He looked deep into my eyes, green to blue and I had this feeling that he wasn't talking about Keros.

"I'll be back men. I need to escort these ladies to the restroom." He smiled at me and took off in a different direction. "Hey, the restrooms are over there," I muttered, pointing to the bathroom signs. "Where is he going?"

Alejandro shrugged. "Good eye, Z. I also saw him slip something into the girl's drink when I was kissing you." He said casually and I blushed once again. "He might be doing something to them without them knowing it. Just look at everyone here. They all look drunk and delirious." He scoffed. "It's only champagne."

I looked at the drink he put in my hand. "You're right. I can see a little bit off a fizz in this cup so he must've put something in this. But exactly what though?" I clicked my tongue and he tilted his head to the side. "It must be a date rape drug because no other drug makes you look delirious and dead." He sighed and I whirled on him.

"Oh yeah, you had no fucking right kissing me like that! I had it all under control, you motherfucker and you just came in and ruined my plan!" I harshly whispered-yelled at him and he did nothing but stare at me smugly. "I swear to god, when we are done with this, I will fucking kill you and make it look like a accident!" I glared up at him, that smirk still on his face.

"You think you're the shit and you can do whatever you want just because we're 'married'. I'll let you know you shitty piece of--"

He had stepped forward and placed his lips on mine in a kiss. His hand gripped my back and pulled me closer to him, letting sighs and moans come out of our mouths. His other hand gripped my waist in his hand as if he wanted to feel my skin.

Finally, we pulled away breathlessly. He caught his breath and looked at me, a knowing glance in his eye. He might've known that I liked the kiss or the fact that it was fucking with my mind or the fact that I wanted more, but he had known.

"If that was that case Keros, I didn't see you pulling away from me."