Captive

Chapter 30

The Web of Deceit

Mile paced back and forth in his office, a grim expression on his face. Mark stood by the door, watching him with a mix of curiosity and concern.

"Are you really going to give them your land?" Mark asked, breaking the tense silence.

Mile stopped and looked at him, his eyes narrowing. "Do you think I'm that foolish? Apo and his brothers are too naive to believe I'd actually hand over the Southside and 10 million baht. This is just a part of the plan."

Mark raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "So, what's the next move?"

Mile leaned in, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "I want you to drug Jeff when Bible leaves him alone. Keep an eye on Bible's movements, and the moment he’s out of the house, we make our move."

Mark nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. "And when the time comes?"

Mile said with a smirk. "It's time to turn the tables."

Bible sat in his car, gripping the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles turning white. His phone buzzed on the dashboard, and he glanced at it, seeing a video message from Mile. With a sense of dread, he opened it, his heart sinking as he saw Jeff in the garden area, sitting alone on a chair, looking dazed.

A cold sweat broke out on Bible's forehead as he realized the severity of the situation. "Mark… you traitorous bastard," he hissed under his breath. He knew this could only mean one thing: Apo was likely involved, even if unknowingly. He had to get home—fast.

Bible burst into the family’s residence, his face twisted with rage. Apo and Tong were already in the living room, their expressions a mix of confusion and concern.

"Where the hell is he?" Bible demanded, his voice shaking with fury.

Apo stood up, confused. "What are you talking about, Bible? What's going on?"

"Don’t play dumb with me!" Bible shouted. "Jeff is gone! Mark helped him escape, and I know you’re involved in this, Apo!"

Apo's eyes widened in shock. "What? I didn’t know about this Bible!"

Bible’s rage only intensified. "You’re a fool you're the one appoint mark, you believe him This was all part of their plan to make Jeff betray us. Now, thanks to your stupidity, we’ve lost everything!"

Tong, unable to bear the chaos any longer, stepped between them and yelled, "Enough!"

The room fell silent as Tong glared at both of them. "Bible, you should’ve been more careful. Your obsession with Jeff clouded your judgment, and now we’re all paying the price."

Bible clenched his fists, his voice trembling with emotion. "It wasn’t just an obsession. I made Jeff believe that I had feelings for him. It was all part of the plan to make him choose me over his family. But…"

He trailed off, his voice faltering. "But I didn’t expect this. I didn’t expect to actually care."

Meanwhile, Jeff sat in Mile’s house, his emotions a tangled mess. He had finally escaped Bible’s grip, but the cost was high. He thought back to all the moments he had shared with Bible—the warmth, the passion, the promises.

Jeff had no idea what Bible might be doing right now. He knew Bible’s anger well—how it could flare up and consume everything in its path. But despite the uncertainty, Jeff held onto a fragile hope. Maybe, just maybe, Bible would come for him. Maybe this was all some sort of misunderstanding, and they could still find their way back to each other

.He sighed, running a hand through his hair. The thought of Bible’s reaction when he found out about Jeff’s escape made his heart race. Would Bible be furious? Would he think Jeff had betrayed him? Or would he realize that Jeff hadn’t planned any of this, that he was just as confused as everyone else?

Jeff glanced at the door, half expecting Bible to burst through it at any moment. He knew Bible’s anger could be terrifying, but part of him longed to see him again, to explain everything and, hopefully, to find some way to make things right.

In the dimly lit VIP room, Bible sat back on the plush couch, eyes dark with frustration and desire. Ken knelt between his legs, his breathing heavy as he looked up at Bible, anticipation evident in his gaze.

"Come here," Bible's voice was low and commanding, and Ken eagerly climbed onto his lap, straddling him. Bible's hands gripped Ken's hips tightly, pulling him closer until their bodies were flush against each other.

Ken moaned as Bible's hands roamed over his body, leaving trails of heat in their wake. "I've missed this," Ken whispered, his voice trembling with need. "I've missed you inside me, Bible."

Bible's eyes flickered, but his mind was elsewhere. Even as he moved his hands down to guide himself into Ken's body, the image in his head wasn't of the man in front of him—it was Jeff. His princess. The one who had been stolen from him.

With a rough thrust, Bible entered Ken, making him cry out in pleasure. "Fuck," Ken gasped, his hands clutching at Bible's shoulders. "Harder... please..."

Bible obliged, slamming into Ken with a force that made the younger man scream. But Bible's mind was far from the room, far from the pleasure Ken was offering. Each thrust, each moan from Ken, only made the longing for Jeff more intense.

"You like that, Ken," Bible growled, his voice laced with a dangerous edge. "A fucking whore"

Ken's eyes widened slightly at the harsh words, but the pleasure was too overwhelming for him to care. He threw his head back, lost in the sensation, his body shaking as Bible pounded into him mercilessly.

But for Bible, this wasn't about Ken. It was about the frustration, the anger, the overwhelming need he felt for Jeff. Every thrust was filled with the intensity of his emotions, his body moving on autopilot as his mind replayed memories of his princess.

"You like that, don't you?" Bible hissed, his grip on Ken's hips bruising. "You like being used like this."

"Yes... yes..." Ken sobbed, tears mixing with sweat as he rode the edge of pleasure and pain. "I love it... I love you're inside me..."

But Bible's mind was far away, consumed by the thought of Jeff, the person he truly wanted. He increased his pace, driven by the dark thoughts swirling in his head. He fucked Ken with a ruthless intensity, chasing an unattainable satisfaction.

Ken's moans filled the room, his body trembling as he finally reached his climax, but Bible didn't stop. He kept thrusting, his own release coming only moments later, a guttural groan escaping his lips.

When it was over, Ken collapsed against Bible, panting heavily. But Bible felt nothing. No satisfaction, no relief—just the same hollow emptiness that had plagued him since Jeff was taken.

As Ken tried to catch his breath, Bible pushed him off with a cold detachment. "Get out," he ordered, his voice flat.

Ken looked at him with confusion and hurt, but Bible didn't care. He turned away, already pulling out his phone to call his brothers, his mind consumed with thoughts of Jeff.

Ken left the room quietly, knowing better than to argue when Bible was in this state. He knew he was just a tool for Bible's anger—a way to take out his frustrations. And even though he had enjoyed every second of it, he knew that Bible's heart and mind were elsewhere.

As Bible sat alone in the VIP room, his fists clenched, his mind replayed the night over and over. Jeff. His princess. The one he needed to get back at any cost.