Vinliam Oneshots I ♪🥀♪

Mafia Au: Chains {M}

♡ Warnings!: Attempted sexual assault (Do NOT read if you're sensitive to this, though it's mention is not heavy at all, it's quite light and subtle). This is the mafia after all and I like to give my ocs trauma, so do not get angered at me for this chapter. ♡

Aftermath to the chapter Rival.

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William yanked his hands yet again, rattling the chains around his hands violently against the metal wall.  His arms were starting to ache after being put behind his back tightly for so long.

All the man could stress about was Vincent.

"I'm so sorry love.., I shouldn't have let that fucker hurt you. I'm such a stupid fucking idiot. I-I'll find you, I swear.." Afton shamed himself, banging his head against the back of the wall again.

It's felt like a day, let me guess, it's only been a couple of hours.

He winced, the cuffs were squeezing around his hands and the chains cut his wrists from some of the loose metal.

Someone's coming.

He looked up, fearful but a type of hope rose in his chest. It was probably idiotic to have hope.

William recognized the sound of those boots, those heavy footsteps, the way the boots clicked with the person walking, and the loose metal buttons scraping against the floor, William's breath hitched and his eyebrows furrowed deeply.

"You're finally awake." The deep voice hissed, a tall figure blurred in front of William. "I see your vision is still blurred, did the punch hurt you?"

William didn't reply, yet his bottom lip twitched in a beginning to say a cocky comeback.

"You're still acting like a little bitch? I'll fix that." The man had a strange glint in his eyes, something either of annoyance and obsession.

Afton raised his knees as high as he could in the position he was in to block his face and stomach.

The two places he was injured the most in.

He took a shallow and shaky breath, biting his bottom lip. "Why am I here..?" He questioned firmly, casting a cold glare at the man's dour face.

"I want you, in my vision, in my sight, with no possible escape, Vincent was in my way, and my house is no suitable option yet."

"Want me? You crazy fuck. Are you planning to torture me, slice me open?"

Viper smiled sickly, kneeling right into William's face.

"Not at all, what would make you think that? I want you for an entirely different reason."

"Use me for your team, make an ally with my mafia team and yours?"

"You're still cold."

"Use me as a beverage for my team?"

"Still cold."

"Kill me off?.."

"Cold."

"Torture me."

"Not even close," he grinned, sucking the cigar he had in his fingers.

Afton's mind raced, thinking of all the answers until he was left with possible answers that made his stomach sick.

"You like me, you want to add me to your team."

Viper looked up in a thoughtful way, "Warmer."

"Just tell me you fucking idiot so I can make a deal with you."

Viper threw the cigarette dust to the metal floor before crouching back down again to meet Afton in his face.

William's hateful gaze faded as Viper reached around his back, undoing his chains.

"Why'd you do that?" He glared back once again.

That sick smile returned, and Afton backed up, hitting his back into the wall.

"Let me show you."

Viper grabbed William, pulling him onto his lap. The man began to kiss William's face, from forehead to both eyelids, to cheeks, and then smiling as both their lips were only a few inches apart.

William just sat there, too surprised or confused to speak. But snapped back as he realized this man was traveling down between his hips. His hands were much larger than Afton's hips, and in height, he was much bigger than William. William scrambled off him, staggering up to stand.

"Don't be like that, we were about to have fun.."

"Get away from me, you sick fuck. Don't touch me!" William snarled threateningly, tensing his arms and legs to defend himself.

As Viper began to get up, William sprinted past him, holding his breath. He pushed past to the left, knocking a guard to the ground. Hard and heavy footsteps pounded behind him, causing William to gasp and look behind.

Viper was right behind him, a dead look on his face, his muscles were tensed, ready to snatch Afton as soon as he caught up.

Afton ran faster, turning a sharp right.

The black-haired man threw boxes behind him to slow down the person behind him, shoving himself into a randomly opened door and rattling the vent open.

Fucking open you piece of shit! God fucking damnit, I can hear him hot on my trail.

William finally threw the vent entrance away and got in. One of the advantages of being short and small was that Viper couldn't follow him, he wouldn't fit in.

What does this vent even lead to, somehow the screws were quite loose?

"Ugh! What is that disgusting odor?!" Afton wrinkled his nose, reaching the end of the vents tunnel, he kicked the vents end entrance away.

William didn't get out, what was in the following room horrified him.

There were people wrapped in large black plastic bags, and a chain held the people by the neck hanging them to the roof. And in the corner, there was his one and only Vincent.