Gay Oneshots(BxB/MxM)

52. It's Not Stockholm Syndrome- (Part 2)

Hey guys, here it is! I apologise for mistakes, I didn't get time to check it again

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Auden

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I stared at the television in boredom, watching something about me and a woman that supposedly claimed that we were dating

I stared at the screen flatly before changing the channel, my mind immediately forgetting about the petty claim of that woman.

My phone rang and when I picked it up, a man immediately started talking making me pinch my lips

No hello or anything?

Okay...

"Sir, we caught him. It was actually easy! He escaped from his bodyguards and went to an ice cream parlour. I dropped his ice cream and he stared at me with teary eyes. He looked like he was about to cry and buying him an ice cream with sleeping drugs in was easier than I thought" He snorted and I blinked

"He's 19..right?" I asked, in case they kidnapped the wrong person

I was going to jail, it's confirmed.

"Don't know but he looks like a little kid" he said and I curled my fist, narrowing my eyes

"Just bring him. If it's not him, then, he didn't see our face so, it's easy for us to release him."I said

30 minuted later, men entered the room and one of them carried a boy in his arms

The boy was gorgeous.

His beauty was nothing compared to the picture with him and his dad

The picture didn't do him justice but hey, I had the right person!

He looked really peaceful with plump pink lips and messy brown hair.

He had two moles on the right corner of his lips and he looked adorable

"Give him to me, your money is already in your bank account" I said

"Thanks boss!" The guy said before walking away with his members following him

"Rafaël Tranent" I muttered, looking at the gorgeous boy in my arms

His dad was a thief, a rich Mafia Boss and a business man yet, this guy's clothes weren't branded and had chocolate stains on it

I was hesitating about keeping him in a basement and I decided that such angel doesn't deserve a bad treatment.

He wasn't at fault for his father so, I gently placed him on a bed. I handcuffed his hand behind his back before gently tying a blindfold around his eyes.

I didn't want him to see me.

I then used chains that I bought to tie his hands and legs on the bed

The face the worker had when I bought these made me regret it.

He winked at me!

What does he think I was going to do with these chains?

Apparently, not kidnapping someone.

I sat on a chair and watched him like a creep, debating whether or not to stay or leave.

Minutes mater, The boy started pulling on his chains and the urge to see his eyes was really high

He started screaming words about god and punishing evil making me frown in annoyance

I hated noise

I walked towards him to remove his blindfold when he was still panicking and my breath hitched as gorgeous pale brown eyes met mine