EXCHANGE OF HEARTS [BL]

KABANATA 48

Race kept on glaring towards the man who wore a black three piece suit, from where Race was standing he can tell that the man held an authorization, he had a power amongst the other.

“Hey, I tell you stop doing that,” the man pointed his finger at him.

“What are planning to do to us?” Even though Race was scared and really quivered because of all this happened.

The man stared at him, he can’t tell who's the man, Race can’t see because the man was wearing a mask, he only can see was the his eyes.

Yet, Race can tell that this man was very dangerous.

“Mhmm, you can chill, okay? It’s not you what I need,” he smirked and his gaze moved beside him.

Bridgette trembled in fears.

“What will happen if he finds out that I got his lover?”

Race looked at the man then back to Bridgette, and he looked at the man again, confused.

Lover?

Bridgette’s boyfriend? What? Why—

“Leave him alone! I don’t know why are you doing this—”

Bridgette’s mouth shut as the man approached him like a predator ready to eat his prey.

“Leave him alone? Mhmm, I think I can't do that—”

“W-Why?! He’s innocent!”

In a second, the man bursted a laughed. His hands on his stomach while his laughter echoed around the room.

Just like what Race imagined. They brought Race and Bridgette into a place like everyone imagined. A place with full of torture tools—a tools for killing. It's everywhere. Dangerous.

The man tilt Bridgette’s chin and said, “Oh, darling, your boyfriend is ain't innocent. He killed hundreds of people for me—FOR ME. But he defy me, surely he’ll be punish.” He stood up and looked down at them. “If your boyfriend will not show up,” Race saw his smile that he didn't see before. A smile that can make a person tremble in fear.

Who is he?

Race’s gaze torn from the man as he watched a man running towards them. He said something to the man. The man with a mask clenched his jaw and veins are showing from his arms.

“Call him,” he ordered.

“Yes, boss!”

It's clear, he’s the boss. Huis aura can tell that he ordered everyone’s around and he held a stronger power.

“Glad you pick up the phone, Atlas,”

Race was stunned after he heard the name. Atlas? No it can be. It's not his Atlas. Atlas didn't know this fucking and crazy bastard. It's not his Atlas. Perhaps, they have the same name.

It's not my Atlas. No.

But why does Race was scared and he can felt the adrenaline rushinh down to his body. He went cold after he heard his name. It's almost a months passed after Atlas and him end up between them.

Yet, he still looking for his Atlas. He kept on wishing that Atlas will show up to his door and take all what's he had said when they are in the café. Race said thay he didn't want to see Atlas again, but he day passed, and it turns into a months, but he still craved for Atlas. He missed that man so much.

He’s still talking with someone over the phone, perhaps that someone annoyed him because Race can see the veins on the man's temple. “Nothing from you, but you fucked up my plans and now considered it that you are not involve into your parents debt.”