"Uh! Yeah, bae," Mia moaned as Will thrust in and out of her, gripping the sofa tighter.
Holding both her legs wide apart, Will kept moving, watching himself slide in and out of her, breathing heavily.
"F**k! I'm gonna c*m," Mia cried out, her voice high and needy, but Will kept going, hitting harder with every thrust.
"Yeah, bae... C*m on me," he groaned.
Mia's whole body contracted, her moans turning desperate.
"F**k," she cried as a messy gush spilled over Will's d**k and hips.
Will began to thrust faster, his own body starting to contract until he groaned, his voice deep and rough. Mia felt the warm rush inside her as Will trembled in release.
He continued to move slowly inside her when suddenly, the door burst open.
"Oh my God!" Derek exclaimed, quickly turning around and walking out.
"Oh f**k!" Will swore, pulling out immediately as he realized who had just seen them.
"Who was that?" Mia asked, sitting up with a puzzled expression.
"Derek," Will answered, blinking rapidly.
"We can deal with that, sweetheart," Mia said, trying to soothe him.
"Besides, all he saw was your red a**," she added with a smirk.
"This isn't a joke, Mia," Will snapped. "He saw me holding your legs wide open."
Mia leaned forward and silenced him with a kiss.
"Derek… We can handle him," she whispered, looking into Will's eyes. "I know how you feel, babe."
She ran her hands along his thigh, kissing him slowly as she stroked his d**k with care.
Mia stood and walked into the room naked, clothes in hand, while Will grabbed his boxers and slid them on.
He walked to the door and opened it. Derek was standing outside, clearly shaken, unable to meet his eyes.
"Look… I'm sorry, man. I didn't mean to—" Derek began, but Will cut him off.
"Derek," Will said firmly.
A heavy silence filled the space between them.
"Come in," Will finally added, walking back into the sitting room as Derek followed.
Will walked slowly enough for Derek to catch up, then gave him a light slap on the head.
"You need to learn to knock before entering a house. Especially if they're married."
"I already apologized," Derek said, his eyes unintentionally dropping to the bulge in Will's boxers.
"But you can't unsee what you saw," Will replied, noticing Derek's lingering stare. "Come on, man. Take your eyes off my carrot."
"That's long," Derek blurted out, but Will cut him off.
"You're crazy."
"And huge," Derek added, glancing at him again.
Will looked at Derek for a moment, then sat back down on the sofa where he had just been with Mia.
"I swear I can't even remember what I saw... did I even see anything?" Derek said, glancing at Will, who motioned for him to sit beside him.
Derek hesitated, then sat on a different sofa.
Will scoffed. "F**k you, man. Mess up again and you'll be sitting on the floor."
"You're such a jerk," he added.
"I know," Derek replied immediately with a shrug.
"So, why are you here?" Will asked. "You son of a b*tch."
"Ouch. That was harsh," Derek said.
"Coming from you, that sounds even worse," Will replied.
"You mean to say demure," Derek chuckled. "I know that."
"Cute goat," Will said as they both burst into laughter.
"Man..." Derek started, his voice changing.
Will raised a brow.
"It's Jaden," Derek said softly.
"Jaden? W—What about him?" Will asked quickly. "You found him?"
"Somewhat. He was found by the roadside early this morning," Derek replied, his voice shaking.
"I rushed to the hospital when I got the call," he added, clearly holding back tears.
"Derek..." Will said slowly. "Don't tell me something bad happened to him."
"I could barely recognize Jaden, bro. He's in the hospital right now. His face…" Derek's voice broke. "I almost didn't know it was him."
"And you've been acting all funny since you came," Will said, connecting dots in his head.
"I didn't want to drop this news on you right after walking in on... that," Derek admitted.
Will jumped up immediately, grabbing his pants and shirt, dressing in a hurry.
"Take me there," Will said while buttoning his shirt.
"Sure… MGH," Derek replied behind him. "Wait, not even a shower?"
"You're crazy. Mercy General Hospital?" Will asked as he rushed toward his car.
"We should take mine," Derek offered.
"Don't worry. Just get in, man," Will said as Derek jumped in, and he drove off without another word.
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Will stormed through the hospital corridor, breath sharp and panic rising with every step.
"Will, your right!" Derek shouted, pointing toward a hallway.
Will skidded to the side, catching the staircase just in time.
"Ward 029!" Derek called as they flew up the steps together.
Will pushed open the door to Ward 029 as soon as he got there, his heart racing as he walked in.
Will froze the moment his eyes landed on Jaden, who lay on the hospital bed, bandaged and bruised beyond recognition. Tears streamed down his face as he dropped to his knees and crawled toward the bed.
Jaden's face was swollen, one eye sealed shut and the other barely open. His lips were split. A deep, dark bruise ran down from his cheek to the base of his neck. Tubes trailed from his arm, and the once-white bedsheets were stained with blood.
"Jaden," Will whispered, his voice breaking as he reached out with trembling hands.
Derek stepped in behind him, placing a hand on Will's shoulder, his own eyes glassy with tears.
Will bent forward, gripping the side of the bed, his head bowed as he whispered through clenched teeth.
"What did he do… to deserve this?"
Just then, the door flung open. Caleb rushed in, his chest heaving. His eyes darted between Will, Derek, and the broken figure on the bed. When his gaze locked on Jaden, the phone slipped from his hand and clattered to the floor.
"Jaden?" Caleb's voice cracked as he staggered forward.
His knees hit the ground beside the bed as his heart shattered.
"Jaden…" he choked.
"C… Caleb?" Jaden whispered, barely audible.
"Jaden," Caleb cried out, brushing his fingers gently against Jaden's arm.
A sob escaped Jaden's lips, half-swallowed by pain.
"I—I am sorry," Jaden murmured.
"No, don't say that. I was too foolish to be angry with you," Caleb replied, blinking rapidly as the tears spilled. "Who did this to you?"
Jaden's eyes welled again, and he shook his head weakly.
"I'm sorry. I can't."
"Stop that, Jaden," Derek said sharply, then softened his tone. "Please. You have to tell us who did this to you, if you know."
"Jaden, please…" Caleb started gently, but Will cut in harshly.
"You act like you don't know what happened to him. All this… You caused it!" Will barked, standing abruptly and advancing toward Caleb.
""Will," Caleb called out, standing up, his voice trembling and eyes pleading.
A broken whisper escaped Jaden's lips, barely audible.
"Capo Nero," he said. "He did this."
The room went still as all three of them turned to him, their faces frozen in disbelief.
"Capo… Nero? How?" Derek asked, his voice laced with disbelief.
Will stepped back to the bed, his jaw clenched, eyes dark with confusion.
"Jaden, how are you connected to someone like Nero?"
Jaden turned his face away, tears slipping silently down his bruised cheeks.
Will's voice softened but stayed firm.
"You have to say something. Please."
"Because he thinks I tried to kill his son," Jaden said, his voice heavy with emotion.
"His son?" Will echoed, glancing at Derek. Their eyes met, confusion clouding their expressions, before they both turned back to Jaden.
"I went to his son that night," Jaden said quietly. "But he did not even give me a chance to get close."
Caleb stared at him, stunned. A suspicion stirred deep inside, but he could not bring himself to speak it.
"Who is this son of his?" Will groaned in frustration.
"Come on, Jaden," Derek urged, his voice tight, but Jaden remained silent.
Will took a deep breath.
"Fine, if you won't talk about the son, then tell us about Nero."
Jaden turned his head slightly, wincing from the pain in his neck.
"What do you want to do?" he asked, voice hoarse and worn.
"That is none of your business," Will snapped. "Just tell me how we can get to any of them."
"It is dangerous," Jaden whispered. "I can't."
Will slapped his thigh in frustration.
"God!" he muttered under his breath.
Then, trying to stay calm, he crouched beside the bed. His voice was low and steady.
"Listen, brother. You have to help us. Tell us how to find him, his son, or anyone close to him. Just say something. Forget who they are or what they are. Just…"
"He is Asher," Jaden interrupted quietly. "Henry's father."
They all stood frozen.
"What?" Will said, staring at Jaden, then slowly turning toward Caleb.
"What the f**k!" Derek breathed. "You mean Asher? Caleb's husband?"
Will looked straight at Caleb, pointing at him furiously.
"Did you hear that?" he shouted. "Bro, did you actually hear that?"
"So your man is the damn Mafian? Nero Capo? Or whatever the hell he calls himself?" He stormed up to Caleb, his voice rising with every word.
Three nurses rushed into the room, alarmed by the noise and tension.