Wealthy Bidder x Male Reader

Failed

The door to the room then opened and two giant men in suits walk in and call "49? Where's- there. Get here now." They then grab Y/N and take him to a waiting room where another man in a suit sat waiting, wearing some reading glasses whilst reading a thick book called 'Bedrohung'.

He looked... Amazing.

His slicked back hair showed his professional outlook on appreance significance. Smooth skin and his flourescent blue eyes showed confidence and power.
Who is he?
Y/N stared unknowingly when the two guards pushed him over to this handsome man. Y/N complied to each demand as they presented him like a museum piece. The man didn't bat an eyelid. He remaind still and anonymous.

All he did was nod and the two guards left swiftly to assist their next customer. Had this man been here before? "What's your name?" he asked with a husky tone. Y/N was jealous of his appearance... "I asked for your name." He looks at Y/N and takes his glasses off to focus on the boy in front of him. "Are you always this disobedient?" he sighs as he closes his book and stands tall to guide him gently to the car. Y/N was still upset about being in cuffs so when he stood beside the black mercedes he asked, "I'll come if you take these off me" he felt vulnerable in the cuffs so he wanted to be free from them as soon as possible to be able to show his all to this... This sick man. Y/N remembered that despite his appreance, he still came to the black market and bidded on him.

All of a sudden, Y/N was pushed into the back seat by the man and locked in, "I was going to show you kindness. After all, you was put into this position without your consent. Though i suppose not all puppies are the same." He got into the front seat and began to drive. Y/N was entranced by the interior design but was pissed off about the fact that he was being kidnapped. He tried to break out from the thick chains but to no avail he lost. That didn't stop him. He pulled and pulled, he chewed and chewed. The only reason he stopped was due to the fact that his wrists were rubbed sore and his teeth ached.

A chuckle came from the front seat, "have you grown tired? I'll get you some water when we get home" then the thought hit him like a massacre of bullets... Where were they going? "Where are you taking me?" Y/N began to sweat and he sat forward to see the man's face, "To my home. Where else?" he spoke as if it was obvious. Which made Y/N feel like an idiot. He slumped back and stared out the window as he thought. Wait. He got an idea. A dangerous but it was as plain as the smirk on his face. He sat up and stared at the tinted windows. The car was moving at a steady pace so jumping out would leave him with a few bruises and cuts. It wasn't like he had anyone to impress at that moment anyway. With cautious movements he grabbed the polished door handle and twisted it but it was locked. "Sorry but i didn't want you to get hurt so i locked them tight."

That soiled his blueprints. Until he thought of another suggestion. Luckily, the older male had to fill up on gas for his car so when he left to pay, Y/N could attack. Unfortunately he had closed the door before he had a chance to escape but that didn't stop him from feeling ambitious. In an instant, he began to hit the glass with his chains and fists like a bee trying to pass through glass. But it wouldn't smash. Why wouldn't it smash?! When Y/N was about to give up he saw a small crack in the window appear which then lightened his mind again. But his arms were quickly becoming tired and weak so this had to be done quickly. Whilst this occurred, the man was waiting in line to pay, in one hand he had cigarettes but then he looked out at the car to see Y/N trying to get out. He was able to ask politely to be served next due to an appointment he had then ran back.

Y/N had almost caused another mark until he saw his buyer walking towards him. In that moment he felt his heart speed up which made him hide down where your feet sit. He felt stupid hiding from a man who he would've easily fought back on but this time...was different. This time, he was handcuffed and bought.

Then the door he had been hitting opened to present his owner with a perfect smile that could kill a thousand men...