Viktor and I are in hiding after a botched heist and I can't take it anymore. He drives me up the wall every time he speaks. He keeps taunting me, that I fucked up, when I know 100% that the heist was fool-proof. This forced proximity is the worst outcome for me; being stuck here with not only my tormentor but my secret obsession. Nothing could be worse. Until it isn't. And when Viktor prods the truth out of me, maybe being stuck with him isn't so bad. Don't get me wrong, he's an asshole, but that, in some twisted way, works to my advantage. F*, I'm a mess.
AUTHOR'S A Dark Mafia Straight to Gay MM Erotica Short Story; 7000 words approx. This story contains other typical elements of dark mafia stories, including violence and robbery.