A Heartfelt Confession

Me?

I could see how he wanted me to help, but I doubted if I could really find this person, this must've happened years ago, maybe even before I joined, there wasn't a very high likelihood this person was even still alive.

"Alessander, I don't know-"

He rested his head on my shoulder, "Just please, think about it before giving me your answer. It would mean the most to me if I had the man I love helping me avenge my mother's death."

I knew I should've just told him right there and then I wouldn't, but there was just something about the way he clung to me that made me weak to him.

"Fine, I'll give it some thought."

He kissed the side of my neck, "Thank you.'

The feeling of his lip brushing my skin left me weak in the knees, I was fucking glad he had me on the counter, I wasn't looking to embarrass myself in front of him.