WARNINGS: Non/Dub-con (It can be taken as either depending on your view point.) Sex of the maleXmale kind (A lot of that actually.) Some self-hatred themes. And some (what I'm going to call torture) torture themes. THIS IS IMPORTANT TO READ IN EACH CHAPTER AS I HAVE NOT FINISHED THIS STORY AND WILL POSSIBLY ADD MORE WARNINGS AS WE GO!

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"Ah, Michael," Bello nodded not looking away from the television, "I am glad you are here."

"Wouldn't be anywhere else, Sir," I smiled.

I sat down when I saw the man motion to do so with his head. At the moment in time it was only he and I in his home, but I knew that was going to change soon. He had said we had a busy day ahead of us.

Still, we simply sat there for awhile watching the movie he had turned on. Luckily for me it wasn't another western. Instead it was a comedy that I found myself smiling at it periodically.

At least I was until I felt a pair of eyes on me. Turning towards Bello I opened my mouth to say something when his lips were suddenly pressed against mine. It only lasted a few seconds before he pulled back.

The man stared into my shock widened eyes for a moment before running his knuckles across my jaw. The air around us was so quiet I thought I could hear his heart beating though I knew that was just mine.

The movement of his hand was so gentle I could barely believe that this was the same man that I was trying to throw in jail. He was a bad guy and he needed to go down. Now.

In the back of my mind though I knew I had to remember all of this. Of course, it did help that Bello wasn't my type. He was attractive though and it seemed like he could be a gentle person.

Was this the side of Bello that Eddie had known? It was possible that if Bello and Eddie had been together that this was the reason that he decided not to take the deal we gave him.

Still, Bello didn't seem like the guy to suddenly lean over a kiss another man. Maybe being his body guard wasn't just about protecting him, but about taking care of him as well.

Could I do that? Could I actually let this man take me to his bed? Let him kiss me? Touch me? Would I be able to keep myself separated from this 'relationship' if I did do this?

What was I supposed to do? I could get so much closer to the man if he thought I was interested in him. I would be able to figure out all these little things that only a lover would know.

I really should have asked Briggs these questions when I finally came out to him, but I had been too wrapped up in my own thoughts that I hadn't thought to ask if anything had changed.

Did it really matter? If this was a chick and I was straight I would have kissed back without thinking. I needed to get closer to Bello. That was a fact. If this did it then I had to do it.

I just couldn't let myself get lost in it. Somehow I was going to have to get Briggs to help me not get lost. Because I knew that if at any point I actually started to fall for this man I wasn't going to come back out.

Is this what went through everyone's head when they started a relationship undercover? That they had to have someone on the other side ready to pull them back if they got too close?

It had to be a horrible job to have to do that. To have to watch someone that you cared about become involved with someone that you knew was a monster and actually be pushing them to do that.

That was exactly what I needed to do right now. I needed to get close enough to Bello and be able to keep my head about it. Once again I wondered what I was thinking taking this job.

I had to hope that I was doing the right thing. This could quickly blow up in my face if I did this wrong. Then we lost Bello and all of our work went down the drain. Who knew how long it would take to get someone in again.

"I apologize," Bello calmly pulled back, "I should not have done that."

"No," I shook my head before placing a hand on his, "I just wasn't expecting it. I didn't think you were…"

"I like what I like, Michael. And I like you."

Nodding slightly I braced myself as he kissed me once more. I still couldn't believe it when I felt just how gentle the Nigerian was being. It was almost like he thought this was my first time.

I kept reminding myself everything that this man had done as he moved closer to me. For the first time I found myself glad that I knew exactly what type of person Bello was.

He ran his hands down my sides until they came to my hips, his grip soft as he moved us so I was straddling his waist. It was more gentle than I could remember it ever being.

Feeling his hands slowly start to work their way up my shirt I felt myself go ridged for a moment. Bello must have felt it too because he broke the kiss and stared into my eyes.

"You seem skittish," Bello muttered against my lips, "We can go slower if you'd like."

"I'm sorry," I answered, "You're just very different then the men I've been with before."

"Am I? How is that?"

Before I could answer a warm hand was placed on the side of my face tugging me down for another kiss. His tongue swiping slowly over my lips before pushing into my mouth.

My eyes slipped shut as I felt the older man coax my tongue into dancing with his. Everything about the kiss was sensual and I couldn't help but love the feeling that he was giving me.

I had always wondered what it would be like to be in a relationship like this. To go slow and simply feel. Have the person I was with actually care enough to be gentle in everything they did.

This was Bello though. He was the farthest thing from my mind when I thought of gentle. He was a cold, cruel man and I knew this. I had seen what he could do. I needed to remember that.

"Your lips look wonderful like this, Michael," Bello smirked pulling away from the kiss and slowly rubbing his thumb over my lip, "They are so full and red. It is like they are begging to be kissed again. For me to bite and suck on them until they are bruised. Simply beautiful."

"Thank you," I blushed.

"Do not thank me yet. Get up. We have many things we must do."

Standing up from Bello's lap I straightened my clothing and went back to looking professional. Bello stood as well, but he didn't moved from in front of me as his hand came up and ghosted down my neck.

As he pulled away fully it was like everything went back to normal. I was simply Bello's bodyguard and the person training his men. At least that was something I actually knew how to do.

What was I thinking when I decided that I'd make-out with the man that I was trying to put away? A man who I was lying to? Why the hell did I have to be such a rookie?

The whole thing was a mistake and I had ruined the entire operation. I was going to have to go back to Graceland and explain to Briggs why I was such a complete failure and pack my bags.

I was screwed it was a simple as that. When Bello kissed me I went with my instinct…Wait, wasn't that what Briggs kept telling me I needed to do? Go with my instinct instead of the book?

Of course, I think I was taking that a little too far with this, but maybe I would be able to get make him understand what had been going on in my head. At least, I hoped I could.

Bello was just so sweet and gentle though. Wait, the Bello that was on paper and the Bello that poured metal into Eddie's eye were not sweet or gentle. Was it possible that he was trying to play me?

If that was the case exactly what was he trying to do? I was already his bodyguard. Did he have doubts about after hearing what Eddie said or was he trying to do something else to me?

There was no doubt in my mind now that I thought about it. Bello was playing me and I had to know why. What exactly he was planning to do with me now that he knew that I was willing.

"Michael," Bello's voice cut through my thoughts, "Come back here."

Pulling the car into his driveway I did what Bello asked. It was the end of the day and I hoped that I would be going home soon. I needed to tell Briggs everything that happened today.

When I was in the backseat Bello drug me into his lap, his hands anchoring my hips down. It was almost like he was trying to possess me in someway. I just couldn't figure out why.

"I will see you tomorrow morning," Bello spoke calmly, "Six o'clock."

I was able to nod my head once before I was once again pulled into a kiss. Like before everything was almost too perfect. That was when I knew that Bello was up to something.

Bello and I went our separate ways after that without saying anything. I drove quickly, but carefully, to Graceland. I didn't need to be followed on top of everything that was going on.

"What is he playing?" I questioned myself.