Family Secrets
Dance With The Devil Chapter Ten

**Aiden

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Melanie straightened my tie for me and smiled. "So, this guy I'm meeting, is he the one who has my best friend in knots?"

"Yes, he's hot and makes me nervous," I replied.

"I haven't seen you this nervous since high school over a guy. Not since..." She trailed off and frowned.

"I know." I missed Matt dearly, but it was time to move forward in life.

"What time is he coming?" She asked.

"At seven, and hopefully if things go well, later tonight too," I said with a wicked grin.

"Aiden, I never got to thank you for coming for me that night. Thank you for always being there to pick me up." She said, hugging me.

"You're my best friend, Melanie. I would do anything for you."

"As would I, darling." She replied.

I glanced at my watch and sucked in a breath. I was nervous because I wasn't sure Frankie would come. Just as I placed the finishing touches to the dinner table, Melanie smiled as we heard a knock at the door.

"I can't wait to meet him. I'm so happy for you...you deserve to find your happiness."

I opened the door and Frankie smiled as he held out a bottle of red wine. "I wasn't sure what to bring, so I brought this."

Frankie stepped inside and I shut the door. Frankie placed his hand behind my neck, pulling me in for a kiss. It was ravenous and needy. Our tongues wrestled as I deepened the kiss. We pulled away, both of us out of breath. "Fuck, I've missed your mouth," Frankie said, a slight Italian accent ringing out.

"And, I've missed that sexy accent of yours. Come on, there's someone I want you to meet. I've got a big, fat, juicy steak with your name on it." Melanie looked up as Frankie and I stepped into the kitchen. I took the bottle from Aiden and placed it on the table, placing it in a bowl of ice.

"Melanie, this is Frankie. Frankie, I want you to meet my best friend." I said as we took a seat across from her.

"It's so nice to meet you." Melanie smiled, winking at me.

"Likewise, Melanie." Frankie returned a smile to her as he picked up his fork and knife. Frankie cut the steak and brought the fork to his mouth and took a bite. He moans as he chews the steak, causing my cock to stir. Down boy, you'll get your chance later.

"So," Melanie starts as she sips her juice. "I've heard nothing but great things from Aiden about you."

"Really?" Frankie grins, throwing me a flirty wink.

"How did you two meet?" Melanie asked finishing off the last bite of her food.

"He works at my boss's club," Frankie replies, nervously rubbing the back of his neck.

"Stripper, Frankie." I added, "Melanie and I don't keep secrets from each other. Isn't that right, sweetheart?"

"That's right, no secrets." She replied, taking the last drink of her juice and stands up. "It was a pleasure meeting you. Aiden, goodnight and Frankie thank you for making my best friend smile again." Frankie shifts in his seat and sighs, "What did she mean by again?"

"I've been lonely for a long time." I started, "I fell in love back in high school, and then within seconds my love was taken away."

"Oh Aiden, I'm so sorry." Frankie grabbed my wrist, pulling me closer to him. "I can't even imagine what that's like."

I closed my eyes, holding back the tears.

Even though, it had been years since I lost Matt...it still hurt just as bad.

Frankie led me to the front room, sitting on the sofa next to me. I turned, cupping his face and whispered. "Kiss me, Frankie."

His hands wrapped around my neck and pressed his lips to my mouth. Kissing me. Swirling his tongue around mine, claiming me. Tasting me.

"Aiden, I want you so bad right now." Frankie rasped as he slipped his hand under my shirt. His fingers brushed against my nipple, sending a ripple through my body.

"Fuck!" Frankie knows just how to get me going.

"So sensitive and hard." Frankie breathes against my neck as he rubs circles over the top of the sensitive bud.

"Feels so good when you do that." A throaty moan escapes my mouth, "Pinch my nipple."

He does as I ask. "Harder, baby."

"So naughty, I like it," Frankie says as he rolls his hips, grinding our erections against each other. My cock throbs as his fingers move across my chest and starts working on my other one. Our eyes meet again, crushing our mouths against each other. Getting lost in the moment, we devour each other. Hungry for more. Wanting to just forget the world, if only for a little bit. I wanted him. He wanted me. We were just two horny men wanting to find our release and give into our fantasies.

"I'm so naughty, Frankie. Only for you."

Frankie groaned when I felt his phone vibrating in his pocket. He reached inside and retrieved it, accepting the call. "Somebody better be fucking dying!"

Frankie gave me a side glance, darkening his eyes. Something was wrong as he listening to the person on the other end of the line. "Yeah, if I see him. Uncle, I'm not coming home tonight. I've got something I need to take care of." Frankie ended the call and sighed, "Sorry about that. My uncle said Giovanni has been trying to reach you." he paused, "Something about bringing justice to the harm that some men did to your best friend. What does he mean by that?"

"Giovanni is catching the men who harmed Melanie. My brother raped her...by orders from my father."

I clenched my fists, "My fucking father...my blood..."

"Take a deep breath and look at me." Frankie held my wrists as I sucked in a breath and exhaled. "I'm going to make my brother and father regret even touching her. I owe her at least that." "Holy shit! You're him... the Senator's son. I'm so fucking sorry you ever had to go through that."