Chapter 1: The Criminal's Handsome Hideout
The sun-drenched beaches of Miami stretched out before the criminal, their radiant glow taunting him. For years, he had been running, always just one step ahead of the law, never able to settle in one place for too long. But now, as he surveyed the scene, a sly grin crept across his face. Perhaps his luck was about to change.
Sebastian, as he was known on the streets, had been a wanted man for over a decade. His crimes ranged from petty theft to high-stakes heists, and he took pride in his ability to evade capture. But the constant need to relocate was wearing him down, and he longed for a place to call his own, even if it was just a temporary hideout.
As he scanned the beach, his eyes landed on a particularly intriguing target – a tall, muscular man with sun-kissed skin and an effortless grace. Sebastian studied him, taking in every detail. The man's chiseled features, the way his clothes clung to his toned physique, the deep, captivating gaze – it was all too perfect.
"Bernardo," Sebastian murmured, the name rolling off his tongue. He had done his research, learning everything he could about this rising star in the world of high-fashion modeling. Bernardo was known for his charismatic presence, his ability to command attention wherever he went. And Sebastian was determined to make him his next target.
Slipping into the shadows, Sebastian followed Bernardo, observing his daily routine. He watched as the model arrived at his beachside dressing room, greeting his entourage with a warm smile and a hearty laugh. Sebastian's eyes narrowed, his mind already whirring with possibilities.
As the day wore on, Sebastian continued to study Bernardo, his fascination growing with each passing moment. The way the model moved, the confidence in his stride, the allure of his masculine features – it all captivated Sebastian, filling him with a desire that he couldn't quite explain.
"This is it," Sebastian murmured to himself, his fingers closing around the vial in his pocket. "My ticket to a new life."
The next day, Sebastian waited patiently as Bernardo went through his usual routine. He watched as the model entered his dressing room, dismissing his staff for a private moment. This was his chance.
Silently, Sebastian slipped through the door, his eyes fixed on the unsuspecting Bernardo. The model turned, his brow furrowing in confusion as he noticed the intruder.
"What are you doing —" Bernardo began, but his words were cut short as Sebastian lunged forward, tackling him to the ground.
A brief struggle ensued, with Bernardo fighting back against the unexpected assault. But Sebastian was determined, his grip on the vial tightening as he held it to Bernardo's lips.
"Drink," he hissed, his eyes wild with desperation. "Drink, or I'll make you."
Bernardo's eyes widened in horror, but the criminal's resolve was unbreakable. With a swift motion, Sebastian tilted the vial, pouring its contents down the model's throat. Bernardo gagged, his body convulsing as the potion took effect.
Sebastian watched, a twisted sense of triumph filling him as Bernardo's struggles grew weaker. The model's eyes fluttered, his body going limp.
Turning his attention to the unconscious Bernardo, Sebastian kneeled beside him, his fingers tracing the model's features. "Don't worry, my friend," he whispered. "I'll take good care of you. After all, this body is mine now."
Sebastian bent forward and slowly his body went inside Bernardo's. And then, in a flash, Sebastian felt a surge of power coursing through his veins.
Sebastian stood, his gaze sweeping across the dressing room. This was it – his new hideout. And with Bernardo's body as his vessel, he knew he could blend in seamlessly, evading the law for as long as he desired.
He stood, his gaze fixed on the mirror as he admired Bernardo's handsome features. The model's tanned skin, his chiseled jaw, the deep brown eyes – it was all Sebastian's now. With a satisfied grin, he flexed Bernardo's muscular arms, reveling in the feeling of this new, powerful body.
"Hello, handsome," Sebastian purred, his voice a deep, seductive rumble. "Welcome to your new home."
As the minutes ticked by, Sebastian began to explore his new host, marveling at the strength and grace of Bernardo's form. He flexed the model's muscles, admiring the way they rippled beneath the skin. There was a power here, a raw masculinity that Sebastian found intoxicating.
"Well, well, well," he murmured, his fingers tracing the sharp lines of Bernardo's jawline. "Aren't you a handsome one? I think we're going to get along just fine."
The sound of voices outside the dressing room snapped Sebastian's attention back to the present. Quickly, he straightened Bernardo's clothes, ensuring he looked presentable, before turning to face the door.
"Time to put on a show," he said, a wicked grin spreading across his face.
As Bernardo's friends and entourage entered the room, Sebastian greeted them with a charming smile, his demeanor a perfect imitation of the model. He listened intently as they discussed their upcoming plans, nodding and offering input as if he were the real Bernardo.
But beneath the surface, Sebastian's mind was racing. With Bernardo's body as his new hideout, he knew he could stay one step ahead of the law, blending seamlessly into the high-fashion world. And as he basked in the attention of Bernardo's friends, he couldn't help but feel a sense of power and control that he had never experienced before.
This was his chance to start anew, to live a life of luxury and indulgence. And he was determined to make the most of it, no matter the cost.
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