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Wednesdays at Chessman's are always surprisingly busy.

Luca has been working his ass off with Aris as new customers flock in everyday. Since he thought that he didn't lock up the cafe on the weekend, I know something isn't quite right. I'm unsure what is on his mind but he won't open up.

I'm confused why he doesn't trust me. I want him to trust me more than anything.

But the more I push it, the more he'll back away and that's the last thing I want.

I attempt to do an inventory for tax forms and business intake because I need to complete a report to see the true profits of the cafe over the last couple of months. It's boring work but it needs to be done.

I've been trying to work around Luca and Aris, double checking orders and making sure what we originally paid is correct. I have no idea why buying in bulk is so chaotic when the back room is the size of a broom cupboard.

"Luca," I call over to him at the counter as he makes coffee for the customer. "Where is your paperwork for the new coffee machines? I asked if you could put them somewhere safe."

He hums and flashes those blue eyes at me. "Yeah," he nods. "In that drawer at the back. I think."

I turn around and open the filing cabinet that is covered with a bunch of things that could really do with sorting. My eyes fly through the paperwork until I land on a letter addressed to the cafe with 'URGENT' stamped on the front. But it's not just one letter, it's multiple letters.

My brows crease and I know I shouldn't be reading other people's mail but curiosity gets the better of me. I glance over my shoulder but Luca and Aris are both too distracted with orders to be paying any attention to me.

I dip my thumb into the envelope that is already ripped and pull out the letter. The first thing I look at is the date and I blink when it's only a few weeks old. I grab another one and look at the date, even sooner than the last.

Luca calls an order out to Aris behind me and I know they're keeping busy. I take out the letter and open it, my eyes flicking over the words on the page.

My mouth turns dry at the words.

Full payment of mortgage upfront, no instalments. Threat of court action. Less than a month to pay.

"What the–" I whisper under my breath.

I quickly re-read the letter again, as fast as I can. My heart increases in my chest. They never mentioned anything like this to me. I bite down on my lip and stare over at Luca who is chatting away to a customer before taking their money.

Is this why he's been so off? They're about to lose the cafe unless they pay back the remainder of the mortgage in full. I know that they don't have the money to do that and from what I saw, it's still a big chunk to pay.

Why didn't they say anything to me? This is severely important.

If they had it under control, Luca would have said something. But they're keeping me in the dark about it and that thought sinks in my stomach. I rub the patch between my brows, pain slowly growing there.

I read it once more before tucking the letter back into the envelope and slipping it into the drawer. I glance down, forgetting why I was here in the first place... right, the coffee machines. I need to find the paperwork.

My head feels heavy from the new information. I can't help but steal glances at Luca because he's been suffering with this and not once confided in me about it. They don't want me to help. Why is that? I don't understand.

I rummage through the drawer and find the paperwork I need and complete the work for today. Aris waves Luca goodbye before flashing me a small smile and hanging up his apron. I have to admit he's grown on me since I first met him, my jealousy couldn't hack the thought of him getting to spend a lot of time with Luca. I told myself I had to get a grip and grow up.

After the shop shuts I help Luca clean up the cafe and cash in the money, although my mind is elsewhere. I can't stop thinking over the letter. Not for a second do I shake it from my thoughts because I physically can't.

"Come to mine?" I say to Luca as he sweeps the floor.

He flashes me a small smile. "Sure but I want to pick the movie this time."

Hmmm. I don't think there is going to be a lot of movie watching.

"Alright," I smile gently.

We head back to my house and my fingers itch around the steering wheel. The journey is mostly silent but it's been a long day and I can see Luca's eyes almost shutting, with Aris around he's taken on a lot of the workload giving Luca some breathing space.

He's been getting better sleep when he stays at my house and nuzzles himself between my arms comfortably. But now when I look at him, I can't help but think he's been keeping things from me.

Does he not want me to worry? Because this has only heightened everything.

I will give him one last chance to come clean before I become frustrated.

We enter my house and I can't be bothered to cook anything so we order some pizzas from a family owned business down the road. I pour us both glasses of water before I pin Luca to the counter.

I cup the side of his face and tilt his chin, always forcing his eyes to mine. "If something was wrong, you'd tell me right?"

Luca blinks once, throat tenses. He nods. "Yeah, of course."

"You promise?" My brow raises.

I beg him in my mind to tell me, to open up, to fucking trust me. Why is he suffering alone with this? Don't lie to me. Please don't lie to me.

His lips stretch into a wobbly smile. When I think he's about to crack he nods. "I promise."

My heart shatters and my blood boils. "You'd never promise me something that you couldn't keep, right?"

I can't stop. I want to coax it out of him but I'm losing him in this conversation.

"No," he whispers and I resist the urge to close my eyes at his lies. "I'd never."

My eyes close and I rest my forehead against his. "Alright."

Our pizzas arrive and I watch him as he eats. I was disappointed before but now I'm angry. I'm fucking fuming. I can feel the blood heat beneath my veins and my jaw tense because I have seen the sadness in Luca's eyes for weeks.

He should trust me. I should be the first person he comes to.

"Everything okay?" Luca asks, titling his head when he catches me staring.

I merely hum and shove at my half empty pizza box. I'm not hungry anymore. I cannot stomach anything knowing he's lied straight to my face and plastered it with a fake smile that I can see straight through.

Their entire business. Our hard work with the renovations. The money that I invested. Everything will go to waste. A thought of Luca not knowing runs through my head but there is no way that he doesn't know, Hazel rarely comes to the cafe so he must have opened the letters.

After we finish eating dinner we head over to the living room where we watch a movie, Luca tucks himself into my chest but I stare at a spot on the wall instead.

Liar. Liar. Liar.

It chants over and over in my head.

A promise already broken.

Luca presses a kiss to my cheek which startles me. "You're not even watching the movie," he whispers.

"No," I admit. "I'm not."

He bites on his lip. "Want to do something else?"

"Like what?"

"I don't know..." he trails off. "Play fight on your bed."

I flick my eyes between his slowly, the frustration from early still sizzling in my stomach. I want to be close to him right now but I also want him to tell me the truth. Before I know what I'm doing, I pick him up in my arms and carry him out of the living room.

He clings onto my body as I take him upstairs, his lips latch onto my neck and as nice as it feels... I can't enjoy it as much as I should.

Something else needs to be settled first and I know this probably isn't the way to go about it but control and dominance is my specialty. If he won't tell me out of his free will, he might tell me when he's practically forced to.

I kick open my bedroom door with my foot and drop Luca down onto the bed. He flashes me eyes full of excitement even though he's tired. I walk to the edge as he looks up at me and I grip his chin, running my thumb along his jaw and over his lips.

He breathes deeply and I watch as his lips part, my thumb slipping between his teeth. I grunt internally when his tongue swirls over the tip of my thumb and he sucks gently with those big blue eyes of mystery–and deception.

I grit my jaw and pull my hand away from his mouth. I admire his face. So handsome.

My body leans over his as he slides back and I cover his chest. Our lips meet and I take my time, caressing him softly. He hums into my mouth which feels divine. His hands explore my body, slipping under my t-shirt.

Our tongues graze and I clutch his jaw, tilting his head back to kiss him harder. Until we're both gasping for breath and desperate for more. "Declan–" he pants as I kiss across his chin and over his neck.

I run my hand over Luca's clothes, gripping his cock beneath a pair of my old tracksuit bottoms. I'm not surprised to find him hard, in fact it makes me smirk. "Mmmm," I nip his neck and he gasps. "Eager for me?"

"Yes," he whimpers. "Always."

My fingers latch into the waistband and I pull them down, along with his boxers until he's in nothing but his t-shirt. I don't attempt to take it off, not when he's shown his insecurities about it before. Today I don't want to push.

I latch my hand around his cock and stroke him slowly. My head moves back down to his neck as he withers beneath me. "Tell me what you want." I whisper along his collarbone.

He arches his back into me. "I want you."

"Tell me what you like," I demand deeply, paying the tip of his cock particular attention which makes him squirm and moan louder than before.

Luca chews on his lip and runs his hands along my shoulders and arms, squeezing my biceps in the process. When he doesn't respond, I prompt him. "You like it when I dominate you?"

He nods instantly. "Yes."

"You like it when I boss you around?"

"Yes."

My eyes harden when I glance at his face and he's about to lose himself, still stroking his cock with long, hard movements.

"When I'm a little rough?" My nostrils flare slightly.

Luca's lip trembles. "Y-Yes."

"Mmm, good." I grumble before flipping him over and placing him on his knees. I step off the bed for a moment and walk to my wardrobe to grab a tie. He glances over at me as I take his hands and place them on his back. As I begin to tie them together, my eyes lighting up with pure lust, I chew on the inside of my cheek. "Because... Do you know what I strongly dislike, Luca?"

He gulps as I tug on his wrists, tied together so he can't move.

I grab a bottle of lube from my nightstand and cover my fingers in the gel. Luca quivers as his cheek rests on the bed and he stares back at me with dark eyes that I barely recognise. I swirl the tips of my fingers around his rim before plunging them inside.

He moans instantly.

"Liars," I grit out. "I strongly dislike liars."

I push my fingers inside him and he cries out, wriggling against the hold on his back. "Declan," he gasps as I bury them inside him, pressing directly onto his prostate.

He turns back to me, glancing over his shoulder. His entire body quivers. "Because you've been lying to me, haven't you?"

"No," he trembles.

I raise my hand and slap his ass, the sound echoes off the walls and Luca releases a strangled moan. My teeth grit at his bullshit. "Stop lying to me."

"I-I don't know what you're talking about–ahhh," he crumbles as I spank him again, still pumping my fingers in and out of his tight hole. "Declan!"

My head shakes as Luca lowers his to the duvet. "We'll be here all night."

Luca's eyes are on fire and lust. I hate that I love how turned on he is right now. I reach around his body and grip his cock, fisting it. He's rock solid, pre-cum leaking from the tip as I finger fuck his ass–deep and hard.

"F-Fuck," he chokes out barely breathing.

"You promised me," I lean over and clamp my teeth down onto the back of his shoulder. He arches his back into me, pushing back on my hand. My lips twist into a smirk. He's enjoying this far too much.

Luca's lips part and he whimpers. I release his cock and smack his ass again, feeling him clench around my fingers desperately. "Fine," I grumble in his ear. "Guess I'll just have to fuck the truth out of you."

I take my fingers from Luca's ass and begin to take off my trousers. My eyes find his as he presses his face into the duvet and looks back at me. I groan at the sight of his body, that perfect ass.

As I grab the lube I reach for a condom and roll it onto my hard cock. Just watching him wither away at my touch, fuck. It makes me twitch. God. I'm ready to fuck him until he's gasping for air.

I squeeze the lube onto my length and I stroke myself. I bite my lip, looking down at his ass and dying to be inside it. I line the tip up against his hole, I smear my thumb over the sensitive spot and Luca groans. "Fuck, Declan."

My thumb slides in, teasing him just to hear his moans. I'm craving them.

I watch the back of his head, pinning him with my eyes. When he says nothing more, I remove my thumb and press the tip against his hole again. This time I slide inside and Luca gasps, attempting to raise his chest off the bed. His arms twist in the ties and I shake my head, slowly pushing my way into him.

Holy shit. My eyes almost roll into the back of my head. So tight, hot and fucking delicious.

"Jesus fuck, Declan! You're s-so big." Luca cries out.

I glance down to find my cock halfway in him. My fingers slide up his spine, over his t-shirt as I fist the back of his head and yank him back. "Yeah I am," I say gruffly. "But it'll fit, won't it?"

Luca's whines echo around my room. "I-I don't know."

"It will," I laugh darkly in his ear. "You know why?"

His lips purse and he shakes his head, clenching around my cock which makes me throb. Shit. He feels so fucking good that I have to resist the urge of pounding him right this moment. This isn't about me. This is about him.

"Because you were made for me," I groan as I push another inch inside him. His fingers grip the tie, knuckles turning white as he bites down on the duvet. "Every inch of you was made for me."

Tears slip down the edge of Luca's face. "Oh God," he cries.

I watch him carefully as I pull out and sink back inside him until I'm almost the way in. He feels like pure heaven and I never want to leave. I want to take my sweet time because my head is in the clouds.

"Oh fuck," he wriggles. "I feel so full. Ugh. God."

"Yeah you are," I kiss his shoulder blade. "So full of my cock. You're doing so well. Breathe for me, keep breathing."

When he exhales a small breath I start to move faster, slamming into him with purposeful strokes that makes the skin on his ass ripple. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!" He chants which sounds like music to my ears.

The bed rocks on its legs and I peel my shirt from my back, leaving me completely naked. Luca's eyes turn over his shoulder once more and they lay on my chest, watching as it clenches and my hips turn rigid as I pound him from behind.

My cock grows inside him at his intense eyes, that beautiful blue replaced with a black aura.

He wants this so fucking bad and I'm going to give it to him.

I press my hands into his hips and pin him down to the bed as I mount his body, picking up my pace. My ears prick when I start hearing his sweet moans. I can't take my eyes off his body as it jolts and moulds to mine like butter.

"Tell me how that feels," I rasp, sucking his lobe into my mouth.

His lip trembles. "So good. Fuck. Please fuck me harder. I want it harder."

My nostrils flare at his words, I allow my hips to pound him harder until the sound of our skin slapping bounces off the walls. "You're driving me crazy," I groan as he continues to shiver and whimper below me.

His ass clutches onto me with every thrust and I've never felt something so blissful.

I fuck him until my headboard is bashing against the wall. I don't have to worry about neighbours so we can be as loud as we want and I plan to be. "Fuck!" Luca screams out suddenly when I change my angle. "Yes. Right there. Fuck. Right there!"

That's when I slow down. He wants to come? He'll have to tell the truth first.

My fingers grip his hair and I bring his backwards. "Admit it," I rest my lips against the shell of his ear. I slow down my strokes but still filling him deep, he continues to moan quietly when I push all the way into him and then back out again until I'm barely moving. "Admit it, Luca."

"Ohhhhh," he whines, eyes shutting. "Please don't stop."

"Then admit it," I lower my voice.

I watch Luca out of the corner of my eye. My hips move forward and I give him a tiny bit of pleasure, his mouth falls open and he presses his head into my cheek. "Okay, okay," he cries when he realises I'm not moving again. "I'm sorry."

My hand slaps his ass and I twist his head so our eyes can meet. "You admitting it, you lied?"

"Yes," he sobs, attempting to push back onto my cock.

I smack him again and he gasps suddenly. My core throbs, the tip of my cock pushing into his prostate as I move. Those blue eyes remain on mine and I hold him hostage, locking my fingers into his hair so he can't look away.

"You dare lie to me again and I'll punish the shit out of you," I say through clenched teeth.

All Luca can do is nod and when I thrust with all my power, Luca falls apart in my arms. I don't take mercy on him, I fuck him hard like he wanted until his moans mix together with the sound of the slaps.

"Fuck," I grip his shoulder and move over him, pounding him so deep that I almost come there and then.

Luca cries out my name, shooting his cum across my bedsheets as I rail him. His body shakes but I keep him in place, trapping his jaw between my fingers so that he looks me dead in the eye as he climaxes.

It sets me off, straight away. He feels too good. He feels euphoric.

As soon as he comes down from his orgasm, I start mine. I fuck his tight little hole until I come right into the condom and I groan, my throat becoming raspy as I drape my body over his.

We're covered in sweat but holy shit, I've never felt so high from a climax in my life.

I glance down at Luca's hands still tied behind his back. I move to untie them as he stares at me, chest heaving. "I mean it," I warn him as he blinks, eyes almost falling shut from exhaustion.

"I know," he whispers before I release his hands.

My hand rolls off the condom and I collect Luca in my arms, making sure that his wrists are okay. He snuggles right into my chest, every fibre in my body still vibrating from my earth shattering orgasm.

I haven't had sex in so long that I forgot it could feel like that. Already wanting to do it all over again because once isn't enough but by the look on Luca's face, he's exhausted–mentally and physically.

"Oh my God," he pants and presses a hand to his forehead.

"Are your wrists okay?" I ask, bringing them up to my lips.

The corners of his mouth tugs. "Yeah," he whispers. "That was intense."

"I'm not happy with you," I say, which has his eyes opening.

He sighs and rests his head back into my chest. "I know. Just let me have this moment."

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