Rumored: Mafia Prince, Declan Byrne, caught sneaking behind enemy lines to meet with gay lover.
What the fuck.
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Declan and his brothers walked out of the movie room just a minute after I read the headline, and when they returned, everyone looked like they were made of stone. I didn’t say a word as Declan helped me back to his room, but now that we’re both in our boxers in bed, I’m done being frozen out.
“Talk to me. What happened?”
“We have a plan. We’re going to face major backlash for this. We need everything to stay the same for the next few days. Then we can execute our plan.”
“Are you going to tell me what the plan is?” I’m confused because he seems to be talking in circles and my brain is starting to feel sluggish after the pain pills he gave me when we got back to the room.
“I’ll tell you tomorrow, okay? We have a meeting with all of our soldiers in the morning, and then I promise I’ll tell you whatever you want to know.” He smiles before kissing my head.
I want to argue and demand to know now, but I’m too groggy. So I let sleep take me and figure that I’ll find out everything tomorrow.
40
Chapter Forty
Declan
The next morning I kiss the side of Jakob’s head when I move out of bed as slowly as I can. We’re going to meet the soldiers down at one of the warehouses. It’s early still, and he needs to sleep, especially after me waking him up every four hours for pain medication.
I get dressed silently and tiptoe out of the room without waking him up. I’ll be back before he even realizes I’m gone. Sliding my shoes on quickly as I fumble down the stairs, I hurry to make it to the SUVs before they pull out and leave me behind. I pull the door shut and look up to three sets of green eyes staring at me in silence.
“Oh, fuck off. Like you didn’t tell your wives bye before you left.”
“You, uh, got a little.” Kieran takes his thumb andobnoxiously wipes at the corner of my lip. “There you go.” Mischief dances in his eyes like he’s called me out.
“One, if I would have had something on my mouth, it would have been Jake’s cum, and you would have just put your finger on it.”
Instantly Kieran starts gagging and wiping his hands on his pants.
“Two, only a fucking jackass would suck off their man at five in the morning while he’s as fucking high on pain meds as Jake is.”
Mac shrugs without looking up from his phone, “I don’t know, man. I could be hooked to a ventilator and I’d still want my dick in my fiance’s mouth.”
Rowan and Kieran mumble their agreement, which pulls me up short.
“Wait, should I have? Do you think he’ll be upset if he wakes up and I’m gone plus his dick hasn’t been sucked?”
“No, he has no idea this conversation is even happening. Just remember he’s also a fucking dude. You don’t have to treat him like he’s made of glass. He’s literally just like us.” Rowan laughs at my expense as he maneuvers the vehicle closer to our meeting spot.
“Can we stop talking about sucking dick, though? I just don’t feel like that’s a five in the morning conversation.” Mac pipes up.
“Agreed, that’s at least a nine in the morning topic.” Kieran throws out, oh-so-helpfully.
“You’re literally the one who started it, asshole.” I push Kieran’s shoulder.
“Enough, we’re almost there. We’re a fucking united front, so start acting like it.” Rowan commandsas we pull up.
Like a well oiled machine Kieran and Mac get out and scan the area before walking over to my and Rowan’s doors, opening them in sync. Rowan and I fix our suit jackets and meet at the front of the SUV. Kieran and Mac flank us as we make our way to the middle of the large parking lot where all our under bosses and soldiers are waiting. The warehouse isn’t big enough to hold us all, and no one knows where this place is unless you’re BOCG, so it’s as safe as it can be.
Rowan and I stand slightly in front of Kieran and Mac, and when we come to a stop everyone quiets down and turns towards us.
“Thank you for coming out here this early. I know it isn’t ideal for some with families, but I promise I’ll be quick. I’m sure you’ve all seen the headline from last night and are expecting me to dismiss it. I cannot, purely because it is not my business. However, even though he doesn’t owe anyone shit, Declan has requested to address you all. The floor is now his.”
