Disorder: Book Three

By Alis Mitsy

Charles' brothers are interesting characters, but, well...they don't exactly operate on the right side of the law in any shape or form. And, sometimes, they feel it's time to call in brotherly favours that catch him up in a rather sticky situation. What else is he to do but to help, at least somewhat, even when he doesn't quite understand the who and the why of what he's being asked to do?

Soren, fortunately and unfortunately, is caught up in everything with him and along for the ride, Charles, once again, spicing up his life in kinky and risky ways all the time...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Alis Mitsy
• Release date: Jun 28, 2020
• ISBN: 9780463167168

Alis Mitsy

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Disorder

Book Three

Alis Mitsy

This work is copyrighted under the pen name of Alis Mitsy as of 2020.

This story may be published under other pen names belonging to the author.

All acts and characters are works of fiction and any resemblance to real people or events is coincidental.

"Are you seriously asking me for help?"

Charles rolled his eyes and slumped back against the sofa in his living room, although it was, it had to be said, a very sparsely furnished living room. He wasn’t exactly the sort for extravagances (well, fast cars would hardly fit inside an apartment now, would they?) and the only thing that his ill-gotten gains had really gone too that would have been out of place in most apartments was a security system, along with soundproofing, to ensure that unpleasant surprises could be, at least temporarily, held at bay. No one wanted to be heard through walls or the door or even the ceiling, after all, and there was far too much shady business going on in Charles’ life for him to want unexpected visitors with badges and surly expressions turning up without an escape route planned. It would take a lot for them to get into his apartment, if they turned up, that was, but he would be long gone by the time that things truly came to a head.

He, after all, had no intention of going to jail for anything, despite his activities and the life that he chose to lead. No... Charles protected himself and what he deemed to be ‘his’ at all costs. And that was just why his two older brothers had come to his apartment, as alike in criminal activity as him and yet different in every other way bar appearance.

Frowning, Charles shook his head as he surveyed them. Just when had been the last time he’d seen them? John stood tall and smirked cockily, as arrogant as ever – the bastard. He was probably the one that Charles was most alike with his dark hair (albeit stronger in physique) but that only served to sour his expression further, turning his gaze on Donnie, the middle brother. He pushed his glasses back up his nose, although both them and the little action itself was merely for show, his hair more of a brown than a black, although it was just enough to make him look different enough to John for certain things that Charles really preferred not to dig too deeply into.

Donnie’s long-sleeved shirt was rolled up to the elbows while John wore a black blazer and pants that could have been smart if not for the sneakers showing at the bottom. Expensive sneakers. There was no question at all as to those being acquired illegally, although from where was another question entirely, if not one Charles truly was bothered enough to ask. Let the fucker waste his time on clothes and crap, for all he cared. He had far more important things to worry about and distractions, at least, ran amok around him.