Royals ♕ ziam (Boyxboy)

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Zayn still was hunched over on the floor when Harry found him. He was clutching his crotch and little grunts escaped his mouth. Harry's mouth was agape at the sight of the Prince. "Oh my- you're highness, what has happened?" Harry's voice was frantic.

Zayn struggled to reply back, taking gasps of deep breaths before he finally answered. "The little bitch, Payne, he kneed my area!" Zayn tried standing up but, his bruised balls made it hard for him. The prince looked up at his servant and glared at him, "don't just sit there, help me!"

Harry was quick to oblige, running over to Zayn's side and helping him to his feet. He slung his arm around Zayn's middle and lead him to a wooden bench in the dark corridor. "I have the leash as you requested" Harry waves the leather strap in his hands.

"Good," Zayn groaned, still holding his dick. "Find Liam, search everywhere. Search every crack, and when you find him I want you to bring him to me. I'll be in my bedroom."

The curly head boy nodded and scurried off to inform the guards.

Zayn slowly stood from the wooden bench and made his way down the hall and up the stairs. As he exited the dungeon, Paul gave him a worried look when he saw Zayn limping.

"Zayn! Are you okay?" Paul had a look of concern written on his face.

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine. Liam Payne escaped, if you see him capture him and bring him to me."

Paul nodded, understanding Zayn's orders.

Zayn limped up the other set of stairs and traveled to his master bedroom. The second biggest bedroom in the whole castle, his mother's bedroom being the first.

The prince takes a seat at the edge of his California King bed, how could he have let a nineteen year old boy escape his clutches. Liam's three years younger than the Bradford Prince, making Zayn twenty two years old.

Meanwhile, Liam still hid in his hiding spot in the dungeon. The dungeon was quiet, which was a good thing. All the other captives from the Payne Kingdom have fallen asleep.

It felt like hours before Liam had the courage to slip from his hiding spot and tip-toe down the corridor. He looks through all the cells until he finally finds the specific person he wants to talk to.

"Louis" Liam hissed, trying to wake up the feathered haired man. Louis stirred in his sleep finally opening his eyes and groaning at the pain in his back from sleeping on the cold dungeon floor.

"Bloody hell, leave me the fuck alone. Let me get my damn rest!"

"Louis! It's me! Liam!" The young boy whispered yelled into the cell making Louis shoot up at the sound of Liam's voice.

"Liam?" The older lad whispered, slowly getting up from the ground looking, more like squinting, at Liam making sure it was actually him. When he saw the familiar slim figure of the Prince of Wolverhampton and the familiar fluffy brown hair he leap at the metal bars. "Oh my gosh, Liam! What-How-When-Huh?"

You could see the pure confusion of Louis' face and the worry in his eyes. He just couldn't believe Liam was standing in front of him, and not in a cell.

"Liam! What are you doing here?!" Louis looked to his left and right looking to see if any guards were there. Liam rolled his eyes at Louis' frantic state.

"Louis would you calm down for five minutes and listen to me" Liam snapped. Louis stopped what he was doing and looked at the younger boy in front of him. "Zayn, Prince Zayn, took me out of my cell. I kicked him in the balls and ran, I found a hiding spot to camp out until the coast was clear. So here I am" Liam rushed with a sheepish smile.

"You ki-kicked him in the balls?! Liam are you insane! He could k-kill you! Your mother would be devastated! I would be devastated! Hell-the while kingdom would be devastated!"

"Quiet you! They're searching the whole castle for me at the moment so I can't be here much longer. If you see my mum, please tell her that I love her and that I'm okay."

With that Liam ran down the hall, passing many cells on the way occupied with people from the Payne Kingdom. He stopped in his tracks when he heard a metal door and a deep voice.

"Well, well, well, where do you think you're running off too?"

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Zayn still sat on the edge of his bed waiting for an update on where Liam could be. Frustration ran through his body as he stood to his feet and slammed his fist against the wall. He was so just so angry that he let the young boy escape.

As he was calming himself down, his shoulders going up and down and his breathing pattern going back to normal he heard the door to his room open.

Zayn snapped his head to the door seeing Liam and Paul standing in the doorway. A smirk made its way on Zayn's features as his eyes locked with Liam's. The fear in the young boy's orbs made Zayn feel better, knowing that he had complete and utter control over Liam.

"Where'd you find him?" Zayn questioned his eyes never leaving Liam.

"In the dungeon, he was running down the halls. My prediction is, he was looking for an escape" Paul replied, dragging the boy by the chains over to Zayn.

Zayn hummed and placed his hand around the small of Liam's back. The chains around Liam prevented him from pushing the older man away so he just leaned back.

"That was very naughty of you Liam" Zayn scolded the brunette. "Paul you can go, I can handle him" he waved off the guard.

Paul nodded and bowed, showing his respect before exiting the bedroom. Liam whimpered as he noticed that him and Zayn were the only ones in the room.

Alone.

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Short chapter but I needed to update, the feed back on the pervious chapter was amazing and I'm glad you guys are enjoying this book!

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