Broken Bond: Between Vices and Virtues (BL)
Chapter 180: Sandro’s deductions

Chapter 180: Sandro’s deductions

Sandro spit on the floor, the sticky, whitish saliva hit the spot next to the bearded man’s hands. If he tried again, he’d probably hit the face the second time, but the man glared at him with eyes that showed no hesitation to kill.

Sandro swallowed hard. He got braver when the bearded man spoke of not killing them, for his master wanted them alive. Knowing that he won’t be a match if the older man tried to fight back.

Sandro gritted his teeth. He clenched his fists tied on the back of the chair and struggled in a futile attempt to flee, but his efforts were in vain.

The taste of something revolting lingered in his mouth, as he muttered those last sentences, skillfully pasting together the fragments of information and pieces of a distant memory, starring his friend and employer, Azrael.

The bearded man’s astonished look soon turned into a skeptical one. He smirked knowingly, and soon the skepticism in his eyes vanished and was replaced with amusement.

He slowly rose as he spoke interestingly, "I don’t remember that bitch’s name, so I don’t know. But if it’s the truth, then shoot, got myself a rich ass to f*ck, didn’t I? No wonder he smelled good."

"...!"

Luis’ eyes bulged in contempt and fury.

For a moment there, his body moved, ready to strike another kick in the man’s face. That disgusting tone evoked immense anger inside him, knowing fully well what his employer, the man he swore loyalty to, had gone through emotionally upon losing his omega father.

He was shocked by that revelation, but if Azrael knew, who, all his life, believed that he was abandoned by his omega father for promiscuity and desire for flesh, that his poor father had suffered and was greatly misunderstood, then he would surely kill the bearded man in an instant, abandoning his newfound resolve to be a better man for his family.

And that scared Luis. So, his rage was shooting through the cobweb-filled ceiling, and that made him act recklessly.

If Sandro hadn’t spoken, the secretary would have acted violently. "Your son will be devastated if he hears that his father was actually a criminal..." his words trailed off when a thought rushed into his head, what’s the difference between the two anyway? Whether it’s him or Azrael’s father, both of them are just the same.

His deduction had no concrete proof. The night before he went to see Luis; after he ended the call with Azrael, he received another, a report from one of his men tasked to investigate the suspicious man and his background.

It wasn’t included in the report he sent Azrael; only the photo captured outside Rage Del Valle’s mansion was attached. The report came late; he had no time to elaborate on it to Azrael because Luis was in danger.

Included in the report was the person’s information. Ragel Russel, the adopted child of Edna Russel, and his birth mother was Edna Russel’s distant nephew, Ashler Ford.

Upon reading that name, Sandro was struck with astonishment and disbelief. He learned Azrael’s birth mother’s name through school documents that he sometimes gathered, as he used to work as a student assistant to their department’s faculty.

Because Azrael never once mentioned his omega father.

Everyone who didn’t know of that crucial information about him thought that he was born from both dominant alphas, as his father, the then-famous Rage Del Valle, was obsessed with combining the best of the best genetics to procreate an Enigma, a super-dominant alpha that sits at very top of the gender hierarchy, an individual considered a myth, for they only appeared once in a million.

Ragel Russel is a dominant alpha, but that isn’t enough to prove whose son he is. Thus, Sandro concluded, the reason he was lingering in the mansion was to simply meet Rage, the father he believed, not because he was confused about whose son he actually was – that is if he wasn’t aware that his omega father was sexually assaulted.

Sandro was still lost in thought, deciphering the truth behind Ragel’s existence and his real connection to their kidnapper, when his attention was pulled back to the present when Luis finally spoke after a while.

"Isn’t that the piece of information you want from us?" Luis narrowed his eyes at the bearded man.

He then continued, speaking firmly as though he reached a final conclusion that he believed was the truth. "Whoever behind you wants us alive, to probably get that information from us. What exactly do they want? The truth about that kid’s existence, or to hide that truth from the world?"

Sandro’s eyes flickered with realization. Dread crept into his system, as Luis finally made him realize the reason for their abduction. It wasn’t to get information from them but to bury that information in the ground, along with them, along with the people who knew.

Sandro had an inkling of what could be the reason for that grand conspiracy.

Luis voiced out the words from Sandro’s own mouth, "If he’s your son, then he was barking in the wrong gate, but if he’s the chairman’s son, then that means, Azrael is not the only heir."

The bearded man, whose name was still unknown, grinned amusingly. Several scenarios played in his mind, scenarios that were part of his future if what his kidnapped victims said was the truth.

That would mean, he’d be reaping his son’s fortune as well, if the chairman of the DV Group claimed him as his son.

The bearded man’s wishful thinking was interrupted when Luis spoke again, "Say, old man, are you under the command of someone who was trying to usurp the Del Valle’s wealth by bringing that kid into the chairman’s knowledge? Seems like we’re tied up here to keep our mouth shut and prevent the chairman from finding that he’s actually your son."

Luis furtively glanced at his watch. The time was already exactly noon. They’ve been locked up inside that underground room for two hours already, from the time they regained their consciousness.

Two hours of talking and yet no one seems to be coming. Luis cursed inwardly. Whoever was the mastermind in cleaning up the chairman’s tracks, was meticulous and mysterious.

Luis continued, "I mean if he learned that his former wife bore a child without his knowledge of what you did, he’d think the child was his. That would give your master control of the chairman’s emotional state, as it was not a secret how Chairman Rage was obsessed with his omega partner. So, now, you’re going to use that child and claim rights for—

The secretary’s speech was cut off when the bearded man snickered. He gave Sandro and Luis a funny look, as though he found the thread of their conversation laughable.

The bearded man then spoke, "Without knowledge of what I did?" he laughed sarcastically. He opened his mouth to speak again, but his words were blocked by the sound of footsteps echoing in the narrow stairs leading to that underground room.

The three of them turned their heads on the door, anticipating the arrival of someone. Every second that passed seemed like an eternity to Sandro and Luis, itching them to turn the time into a fast-forward.

The two held their breath, their thoughts aligned, and their eyes were focused on the door, unblinking and suspecting. Finally, the door swung open and it revealed the person Sandro and Luis did not even suspect.