Then the door he had been hitting opened to present his owner with a perfect smile that could kill a thousand men.
Y/N backed up to be as far away as possible from him. The man looked at the glass and felt the crack, "it seems these windows were getting old anyway. I'll have them fixed by tomorrow" he hummed as he watched Y/N's confused expression. He was playing with him. But it was true that he felt no anger or dismay from the boy's actions; he felt more amused as his previous assignments were willing to do everything however this one was special. They continued through the empty roads until they reached a large secluded building which he assumed was his home. More like a home for twelve, it was huge!
White walls and pillars extended far on each side, three stories tall and it imitated the white house. Except for the fact that this place was unknown and secluded...
The adult got out of the car and gestured for Y/N to follow, which he did. He had a sharp eye kept on him so he knew not to run away, plus, he was in a placw he knew nothing of and his persuer has a car. A fast car. As they stepped foot into the emporium, he was ordered to take off his shoes which he obeyed. They weren't anything extravagant but they were comfortable. Due to their plain design, he chuckled at him as he took off his own designer shoes."Sorry i don't own a town or two!" Y/N sulks as he had dreamed of being a wealthy man from time to time and now was one of them. No matter what tone you used he accepted it today as he knew you wouldn't change right away. He wanted to take things slow and calmly as he could understand your situation.
Y/N wondered what was his reason to buying people but dared not to ask yet...not yet.
Later on in the day, it was dinner time. The man had called Y/N to come and eat after he had cooked some food for you. Turned out to be something you actually liked to eat so he tried to make you feel welcomed. Y/N didn't come though. This sparked some suspicious thoughts after what happened earlier so he decided to investigate. After what seemed like an eternity searching, he found Y/N in the room he was staying in asleep on the floor. "Wake up, I've made you food..." he calmly said as he lightly shook Y/N.The boy woke up with a grumpy expression on his face when he saw his owner smiling at him. 'Why was he treating him so kindly?' he wondered. "Dinner is ready" which then startled the delinquent. He didn't want to do anything with this man. No. No. "No i don't want any" he said as he tried to hide the fact that he was hungry.
He just hid under the blankets which made the older male click his tongue. His patience was growing short but he tried to remain calm. "Please come to dinner. It would be my greatest pleasure. You are really trying my patience. I am being kind to you yet you still turn your back to me."
Y/N doesn't move but listens closely as he feels a bit guilty as he continues, "I wasn't your orinmginal buyer. The man qho originally bought you was a pervert. A nasty one at that and by you i don't think you would be as you are now... " he pulls a disgusted face as he remembers him. He sighs and he walks towards the door but is interrupted by Y/N who sits up and shouts, "wait! I'll come eat dinner with you..." he teiddles his thumbs as he becomes bashful and embarressed that he showed all this behaviour to him.
The man smirks and gestures him to follow; they sit on either end of the long oakwood table as they eat their food. Y/N looked around at the neatly furnished room wich made the room look gargantuan. He quickly ate his food but as he went to leave the other asked, "can i have your name yet?" Y/N looks at the male then ran away to sleep.
With a glare, the man watched Y/N leave in a hurry as he tapped his fingers on the table impatiently.
YOU ARE READING
Wealthy Bidder x Male Reader
RandomYou, a student at college, were always behaved during class but when speaking to your teacher you had a nasty attitude that really ticked him off. He then sends you away for a month to see if you can be rehabilitated into a new, well-mannered person.