Hiro pulled away from Clark.
“Did you teach him?” he asked.
“Then I have high expectations of you, Drew,” he said, looking at me and smiling. “This guy, he’s good with his hands, ah, but you already know that.”
I didn’t understand what he meant by that but Clark did.
“Marco,” Hiro called and the door instantly opened, revealing a buff man whose muscles were bulging out of his shirt and pants.
“Yes, boss?” he politely asked, looking at nobody in the room.
“Bring our guest to his room. I’ll talk to him later,” he said, waving his hand at me. “I need to have a chat with Clark.”
Marco approached me but I ran to where Clark was, grabbing his arm to look up at him. I didn’t want to be apart from him, not in this place.
“I…Clark’s coming with me…!” I said, shaking.
Hiro stared at me. He didn’t like what I just said and it was obvious from the scowl that appeared on his face.
“I’ll bring him to his room,” Clark said, taking my hand and clasping it against his.
Hiro saw it but the scowl on his face didn’t vanish.
“Stay here, Clark,” he demanded.
“I’ll come back,” Clark retorted.
I shuddered when Hiro narrowed his eyes at Clark.
“I said stay here, Clark.”
His tone changed drastically and Clark noticed it too. Marco stood patiently by the door, never saying anything from the tense situation.
Clark sighed. He faced me and smiled a little bit.
“I’ll call Isaac to be with you, okay?” he said, patting my shoulder in reassurance. “You’re safe here. Nobody’s going to hurt you as long as I’m here.”
I stared into his eyes. I know he was saying the truth. Rather than worrying about myself and mys safety, I’m now more worried about Clark’s. Whatever relationship he had with Hiro doesn’t seem like it’s doing well. I could feel there’s some kind of tension, even a person like me could see that.
“Okay,” I resigned, sighing, “please be careful.”
Clark blinked before smiling, blinding me how bright it was.
“Yeah, I’ll be fine.”
Marco led me to my room which belonged for the guest. We’re not speaking to each other and I was fine with that. The guest room was in another annex of the house, far away from Hiro’s office. The corridor was dark but I didn’t mind. My mind was still busy thinking about Clark and Hiro and what kind of relationship they have.
“Here’s your room,” Marco said, waking me up from my thoughts.
I looked up and saw Isaac waiting by the door, looking at me. I gave Marco and quick thanks and ran to where Isaac was.
“Isaac!” I cheerfully called, glad that I saw a familiar face in this place.
“Hey, boss,” he greeted back, smiling.
He opened the door and let me enter first. The guest room was quaint, with a queen-sized bed covered in white sheets, wooden end tables on each side of it, tall glass doors leading to the terrace of the room with a view of the forest from a distant. There was also an empty bookshelf on the side a black leather couch and another door which I assumed was the bathroom.
“How was the meeting?” Isaac asked, closing the door behind him.
My shoulders dropped as I walked to the bed and lied on top of it.
“Hiro Blaise is a scary man, that’s all I can say,” I said, remembering how I stood frozen from his presence.
He had this air around him telling people that he could kill you if you piss him off. He might be calm on the outside but he’s hiding something dangerous, something I didn’t want to see if you dare cross his path.
Clark’s such a liar. He said Hiro’s not scary and here I am, pissing my pants just because he looked at me with those piercing eyes that could kill.
Isaac sat on the couch and said, “that’s what everyone usually say when meeting Hiro Blaise.”
I shut my eyes to stop myself from over thinking too much.
“I’ll come back.”
I trust Clark. Even though I have this feeling that Hiro might be thinking of taking him away, I trust him.
He’s going to stay with me. He won’t leave my side.
“Are you alright, Drew?” Isaac asked, seeing how restless I was.
I suddenly got up, brows furrowing in concern.
“You don’t think Hiro’s going to take Clark and make him work for him?” I asked.
He blinked at me.
“He’s been convincing the boss ever since to come and work for him but he never said yes,” Isaac answered, much to my relief.
“Of course, not, right?!” I said, sheepishly laughing at him.
Clark won’t leave.
I’m sure of it.
I woke up when I felt someone touching my cheek. I grumbled, pulling the pillow closer to my body. I was still feeling sleepy, probably from the tiredness and the anxiety of meeting Hiro that the moment I closed my eyes, I had fallen asleep.
Clark came back, good. But I’m too sleepy to wake up and kiss him and tell him how much I love him.
The hand kept caressing my cheek and it got annoying that I have to slap it away. I heard a soft yelp and it made me wake up in an instant.
That voice doesn’t belong to Clark.
A stranger was crouching on top of me, looking at me with big brown eyes. He had a brunette hair, pinkish chubby cheeks filled with freckles and plump lips.
“Who…are you?” he slowly asked.
My eyes widened at him and quickly backed away. I fell on the floor, my head hitting the end table on the way down.
“Ouch!” I yelled, rubbing my throbbing head to ease the pain.
The guy crawled down the bed and towards me.
“You’re new here,” he said, his voice shaky and raspy, “are you…going to rape me too?”
I stopped all motions from his question. Looking back at him, he had an innocent look on his face, almost resembling a kid even though I’m sure this guy was older than me. I could see the thickness of his body from the robe he was wearing.
A creepy smile appeared on his face and he pounced on top of me.
“I’m really good in all kinds of sex, mister. Do you want a blowjob? Maybe one fuck in the ass? My ass is really tight, I can assure you that.”
He was talking too fast that I didn’t even understand what he was saying. He took both my arms and pinned it beside my head.
“You’re a pretty cute guy, mister. Perhaps…you’re a bottom?”
I’m so confused, I don’t know what’s going on, who this guy was and where he freaking came from.
I pushed him off of me and luckily, he was weaker than I am. He stumbled back on the floor, his robe slipping out of his shoulders. I got stiff again after seeing the burn marks and deep scars on his chest.
What happened to this person and why’s he here? Was he a prisoner of Hiro? Maybe someone who they’re interrogating for information?
The guy stayed still for a couple of seconds before trembling like a leaf.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered.
He covered his face with his hands and began sobbing quietly, curling his body into a ball on the floor.
He looked so broken and it hurt my heart to see a person like this.
What happened to him?
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I’m trash…I’m nothing, please forgive me…don’t leave me too…p-please…I can’t live without you…!”
His sudden outburst scared the crap out of me. He was now wailing loudly and it hurt my ears.
“I’m so sorry! I’m so sorry! I’ll my best to satisfy you, please…please…don’t leave me alone…I need you!”
I slowly approached him, my arms reaching for his shoulder to calm him down.
“H-hey…it’s gonna be okay…”
“No! I need…I need…!”
The guy suddenly stood up, running outside to the terrace. I was too confused to grasp the situation but as soon as I saw him attempting to jump out of the railing, my body moved on its own. I ran to him, grabbing his arm to stop himself from killing himself.
“Hey! Stop it, please!”
“No! I can’t live without cocks, please! Please…I want someone to fuck me…Hiro…Hiro…I need…Hiro!” he screamed, pulling his body away from me to jump.
With all my strength, I tugged him away from danger. He was heavy and my arms were aching from stressing it too much but I didn’t care.
What’s important was to calm this person.
He suddenly let go of the railing and we got knocked down on the floor, with him lying on top of me. I was about to puke from his body straining against mine but I fight it off.
I hugged him tight to restrain him.
He mentioned Hiro earlier about his cock and how he wanted to fuck him. Was this guy his slave or something? Damn it, I knew that guy’s an evil monster! What am I even expecting, of course he was, he’s in the freaking Mafia!
Enslaving people to the point of turning them crazy, I’m suddenly spiting Hiro for whatever he had done to this poor person.
“It’s okay!” I said while patting his head to calm him down.
He was still crying but was starting to stop trembling. He felt so soft against my arms, like he’s a pillow that I wouldn’t mind hugging while sleeping.
“It’s okay, it’s okay,” I cooed.
I remembered all those people being sold to the Mafia back at the auction where Georgy was and it pained me to see that this was one of the effect of human trafficking. Those bastards takes human life for granted. Toying with innocent people for pleasure just because they have the power and money, they’re ruining not only their lives but their mental state too.
Hiro Blaise was no exception.
To think that this happened to Georgy too who didn’t have anything to do in the Mafia hurts me so bad.
I didn’t even noticed that I was crying too.
The guy twitched and I readied myself if ever he’s having another attack but he calmly struggled getting off of me, sitting beside me. His eyes were red and swollen and he was looking at me in a broken daze, it hurts.
“You’re different,” he mumbled, pulling a complicated smile whilst trying hard not to cry break down again, “…you’re…different.”
I approached him in caution.
“M-my name…my name is Drew,” I said, introducing myself so that the two of us wouldn’t be strangers anymore. “What’s yours?”
He lowered his head, staring into his hands.
My jaw dropped in realization and disbelief.
“Sorry! It’s just that my brother never really had a proper relationship. He never dated. Well, he did had a brief affair with that one Filipino girl back in the day but it wasn’t serious and I’m sure he was just jealous of Hiro and Paige’s relationship but other than that, he never gotten it with anyone,”
Diana and Clark have been mentioning Paige’s name associated with Hiro.
Paige smiled kindly at me.
“That’s right…I remember now. My name is -- ”
We both looked at the person who called his name. I gasped, seeing Hiro standing by the door, wearing a dress shirt that was half-button, exposing the tattoos on his chest and slacks.
Paige’s face lightened up. He pushed himself up and marched towards Hiro.
“Hiro!” he cheerfully called, wrapping his arms around his waist.
I was glaring at Hiro, angry at him for what he did to Paige but I stopped when I saw a genuine smile on his face. He put an arm around Paige’s shoulder.
“Why are you here? I told you to go and sleep in our room, right?” he said before kissing the top of his head.
My heart skipped a beat from the sweet gesture.
Wasn’t Paige supposed to be Hiro’s slave?
Why in the world’s he treating him so precious?
“I was hungry.I was calling you but you weren’t there. I got lost while finding you…and…I saw him,” Paige explained, pointing a finger at me.
Hiro looked at me and narrowed his eyes.
“Did he do something bad to you?” he asked.
I got nervous but Paige shook his head and grinned at Hiro.
“No! He’s my new friend! Right, Drew?” he said, smiling back at me.
“U-uh…yeah…we’re friends…” I stammered.
Clark arrived, appearing by the door. He saw the situation and his brows furrowed in confusion.
“What happened here?”
Paige gasped out loud at the sight of Clark.
“Clark!” he called out, unlatching himself from Hiro to run to where Clark was.
“Hey, Paige,” Clark greeted, accepting Paige’s hug, “it’s been a while since I last saw you.”
Paige buried his face on Clark’s chest, hugging him tight. I ignored the pain in my chest while watching the Clark and Paige in an intimate position.
“I missed you, Clark,” Paige said, tears running down his cheeks again, “why did leave?”
Clark smiled kindly at him.
“I finally found him,” he said, before looking at me.
I gave him a questioning look. Why’s he looking at me like that?
Paige understood what he meant and nodded.
“I’m happy for you, Clark.”
Hiro gently pulled Paige away from Clark.
“Come on, let’s go downstairs and eat,” he said, kissing Paige’s nape to which he giggled. “You too.”
Hiro turned his head to smirk at me, all the sweetness and sincerity on his face disappearing.
“Let’s go talk business, Drew Orlov.”