Chapter 18 - Gage
Mario snapped his fingers in front of Gage's face impatiently. “Hey! Are you fuckin' listening to me, or what?”
Gage blinked, waving Gage's hand away. “Yeah, Papa, sure, I heard you.”
In fact, Gage had completely tuned out from his father's latest lecture. Instead, he'd been savoring the sweet memory of Cora's expression when their eyes met during the moment of climax—scared, awed, utterly powerless, like a rabbit caught in the gaze of a hungry snake—and he'd just started thinking about what he'd do to her during their next session when Mario had interrupted his reverie.
From the look on Mario's face, it was clear that he didn't believe Gage at all. “See, you coglione, this is exactly what I'm talkin' about,” he observed, rolling his eyes. He reached into the top draw
