Chapter Three // Angelic

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Okay, so, before you're going to read this I want to leave a quick note:

I DO NOT HAVE  A BLOOD KINK!

Idk if the original writer does but idrc.  Yes, I think the use of "Babyboy" feels kind of awkward and weird but I wanted to keep it in. Also: I read the original story when I was in both my kpop- and emophase. Please don't judge me. I have changed.

Amen.



Now the story:


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Caleb loved torturing and never refrained to just men. He could torture children and women as well, if need be. That was what made him a sick psychopath, but he didn't really care. In his job where betrayal was normal, women and children were no exception and had tried to kill Caleb or get his secret files.

However, this situation was one that Caleb had never experienced.

Caleb didn't prefer dating women because those sluts only wanted him for his money. Most men were never really his type and he was too busy working or torturing to relieve stress. And having someone that didn't know what he did for a living would only cause problems later and become another victim if the said person found out.

But this. This got him stumped.

Caleb had been stressed all week and when he heard from one of his men that a man working for him had succeeded in running away to China, he was enraged.

He told his men to bring any siblings, daughters, sons, or whatever that fucker had related to him, and to bring the person back alive to his torture room, but covered.

As Caleb got his tools ready, he looked over the covered figure already strapped to the chair. The figure was surprisingly not screaming or moving around. It gave off a different vibe them the others. Was it because it was calm? Caleb began to become curious and finally ripped the sack covering the figure off.

Fuck.

The angelic looking boy in front of him looked god-sent, and so far hadn't screamed or made a fuss? Bullseye on Caleb's type.

The boy looked around the room with widening eyes but still didn't scream like the other victims. The boy wasn't even drugged Caleb thought as he waited for this boy to notice him. The boy froze as he held eye contact with Caleb and Caleb felt himself shiver. How amusing.

"Excuse me, what am I doing here?" the boy softly called out and Caleb felt his breathe knocked out of him. The boy he would have revenge on instead of his worthless dad was fucking beautiful and this wasn't something that Caleb was used to.

Caleb composed himself and smirked. "Well Babyboy, do you know where your father went?" The boy blushed at the pet name and shook his head. "Well your worthless father owes me money, but the fucker ran away," Caleb said, eyes turning dark from the memory and looking back at the boy.

The boy looked scared and tears were running down his face. But something was off. What was it? Caleb thought. However, that thought drifted away because he was too enthralled by the boys features.

"So you must want to kill me in exchange for my father leaving, right?" the boy said his voice husky from crying and Caleb gulped.

"Don't worry Babyboy, I'm going to ask you a question and if you get it right I won't torture you. However," Caleb leaned in to whisper in the boys ear. "I'm going to keep you around. You amuse me."  

Caleb leaned back again and watch in amusement as the boy's face grow red from the interaction. Yup, definitely a keeper. Of course, only if he got the question right that is.

"Why do I like torturing you lowly pieces of filth so much?" Caleb asked and the boy looked into Caleb's eyes with such intensity Caleb felt nervous for some reason.

Looking at the glimmer in Caleb's eyes gave the boy the answer. The boy internally smirked. "I-isn't it b-because it's f-fun?" the boy stuttered out.

Caleb's eyes widened for a fraction and returned back to normal. "Well babyboy, you're correct," Caleb said his voice clearly showing how he was astonished that someone had actually gotten the answer right and from someone that looked so innocent and someone that would never think torture was fun. To say Caleb was confused was an understatement.

Then it clicked. Caleb saw what was off.

"You torture too, don't you?" Caleb said in a low voice and watched the boy's eyes widen for a fraction of a second but go back to the puppy eyes. But Caleb had seen it. "N-no what a-are y-you saying?" the boy stuttered out, but this facade won't work on Caleb anymore.

"I knew something was off from the moment I lay my eyes on you and now it clicked. You're different, that's what I thought in the beginning. You didn't cry or make a fuss. Rather you seemed calm. But what really did it  for me was your eyes. They're the same as mine," Caleb said and watched the boys eyes darken.

"Tch. Then are you gonna kill me now?" the boy asked in a much deeper voice and Calebwas shocked and tried to hide his excitement. "What's your name. I like to know the names of my victims before they die." Caleb said, still wanting to play around a little to get back at this boy who had managed to trick him even if it was only for a few minutes. "Alex," the boy said still looking fucking hot especially with the deeper voice.

"Babyboy, remember what I said. If you get the question right I don't kill you. And unlike many others I always keep my promises. You're mine now; Caleb said and Alex finally made eye contact with a shocked face.

"I wanted you as mine the second I laid my eyes on you babyboy," Caleb said and Alex scoffed, trying to hide his growing blush. "What kind of sick confession is this? This is fucking gross to be in this room and get confessed to; Alex said but his red face said otherwise. Caleb smirked.

"So you don't have a blood kink? Then what is it? Is it a knife kink? Maybe a masochist?" Caleb said in Alex's ear and he shivered. Bingo. "You're just trying to hide your blood kink aren't you, babyboy?" Caleb said and Alex refused to make eye contact. That arrogant motherfucker, Alex thought.

"It's okay, we'll be staying together for a long time, it's better to know each other faster," Caleb said internally laughing at how shy Alex got. "Let's get to know each other Alex."

How fun these next few days will be.  


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