It's never easy to escape the past. Aiden had no choice but to leave his town, family, and friends, on the run for years from his tormentor who claimed him as his own.
Call it a crude fate, sheer bad luck, or plain stupidity that led Aiden to be ca...
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The Ramos' Manor.
Mason Ramos.
He fainted!
Mason crouched in front of the man he chased all these past years, staring at him in disbelief, his heart jumped in excitement. From the wetness of Aiden's body, the shuddered breaths, and the evident trembling, he knew that he was drugged. Angry, more like furious, Mason had to control himself, tucking his bottom lip to calm his rage.
With a gentle touch, he pushed the few silky strands away from Aiden's face. He took his time to study him, to confirm that he was here, somewhat afraid that this was just a figment of his imagination.
He changed. It was the first thought that crossed his mind. Aiden looked thinner than before, malnourished. Dark circles under his eyes and chapped lips from lack of sleep and food. He looked so unhealthy, weak, and sickly pale. Even though his skin was flushed, he could tell that Aiden didn't take care of himself for the past years.
He frowned when his chest tightened at that.
He tenderly caressed Aiden's cheek before retracting his hand and balling it into a fist. He wouldn't allow him. He wouldn't let Aiden turn him weak again. Mason was convinced that he just missed him as a boy toy, nothing more, nothing less.
He softly carried him from the floor, resting Aiden's head on his chest. He could feel the heat of Aiden's body against where his cold heart rested, warming it. He had to force himself to look away from that flustered face, and his eyes fell on Anthony, followed by his men and Sasha.
Anthony's wide eyes said it all. His men avoided his rage-filled eyes and looked at their boss for support. Sasha, on the other hand, had a wide knowing smirk directed at him, which he ignored, of course.
"They were briefed about him, Anthony."
That was all he said that had the three men beside Anthony on their knees, begging.
"We didn't know it was him, boss." Said one of them, and abruptly stopped when Mason fixed him with his famous glare, the one that sealed their fate with no room for discussion. Anthony only nodded, looking relieved for not being in their shoes.
Mason started walking again, brushing past Sasha, who snorted.
"Glad to know that you're human like the rest of us."
He kept ignoring him, focused on getting Aiden back to his place.
"This isn't over, Ramos!" Sasha called from behind him, making him look back. The blond man had a twisted smirk playing on his lips. "An eye for an eye, remember?"
