Broken Bond: Between Vices and Virtues (BL)
Chapter 97: What Rage wants

Chapter 97: What Rage wants

The guy showed interest, his eyes filled with lust toward the omega before him. He grinned maliciously. He came forward and was about to pull one of Knox’s feet but was stopped by a gruff, warning voice.

"Don’t touch him."

The command left no room for any complaints, as though the person won’t hesitate to punish anyone who dared to disobey.

The guy who came forward groaned and spat, "He’s seducing us. Look at him, showing off his body. How can I not get turned on? I’ve never tried a male omega before, so I was curious. Do they really get wet down there?"

Knox cussed at the guy. He gritted his teeth as he bravely glared back. The guy raised his brows at Knox, seemingly vexed at the omega’s disrespectful reaction.

"Fool, he got wet, what do you expect?" A voice sounded relaxed followed next. The person who owned it yawned and stood from the rusty chair, then dragged it to the middle. The legs of the chair scraped the floor, creating a creepy sound resonating in that unfinished building.

The first guy chuckled and replied, "That sounds like a turn-on."

The man who pulled the chair just shook his head. He dropped the chair not far from the fire they made inside a metal drum, then he went to Knox who warily glared at him.

"Don’t come closer!" Knox shouted. His body shivering from fear and cold from the heavy rain. Still, he didn’t care if he froze under that unroofed part of the building, rather than be touched by those perverted men.

However, the guy just looked at Knox nonchalantly, unperturbed by his yelling. He looked bored and sleepy.

He put up his hands to show the omega he won’t do anything weird, while he spoke, "Look. You might catch a cold if you stay there, though I don’t really care if you do, but we were told to treat you with care or a certain someone might go insane if you got hurt. So, I’ll just move you. I won’t do anything else. That is, of course, if you don’t try to escape."

"Who gave you that order?! And where did you take me?!" Knox yelled instead of listening.

The guy with a gruff voice answered coolly, "You’re in a place far away from the city."

He leaned his back on the wall and folded his arms on his abdomen. Then, he continued as he stared down at Knox, "As to who gave the order, have you heard a kidnapper tell their victims their names? You don’t have to know, right?"

The guy smirked wickedly, "Don’t worry, you’ll be released once the conditions are met. We won’t do anything to you, so the best thing you should do is just cooperate. Don’t try to escape as well. Even if you kick that man and run, there are three other men standing guard outside. A frail-looking guy like you won’t stand a chance. If you behave, then we won’t have to use force to make you obedient."

Knox shut his mouth. The guy seemed uninterested, but there was a hint of threat in his voice. And from the way the first guy obeyed him quickly, it became certain that he was the leader.

The bored-looking guy yawned and walked behind Knox. He cursed after getting wet from the rain, but he still untied Knox’s hands and quickly pulled him to the shade.

For a moment, Knox contemplated whether to shove the man away and run.

However, his body froze after meeting the sharp eyes of the man leaning on the wall. He suddenly remembered his face as the one who rang his doorbell, even the voice was similar to the one who gave the order to ransack his place.

Knox gulped fearfully.

He recalled smelling the strong scent before fainting, although he was uncertain whether it was someone’s pheromones or just a sleep-inducing perfume. But if it was the former, then it means there was an alpha in that room.

Is it that guy? Knox pondered. He was pushed down on the chair and his arms were pulled once again, wrapping them on the backrest and tying his wrists behind. The guy on the wall moved, and Knox couldn’t help but flinch.

However, the guy just took off his jacket and threw it on Knox’s lap. Then, his phone rang and he walked away without saying anything.

Knox held back his breath in fear of smelling the scent on the jacket. He moved his legs to kick away the jacket, but the other guy mumbled, "You looked naked from those thin clothes of yours. If you don’t want to attract this pervert here, better cover yourself."

They were supposed to go to the beach, so he chose lighter clothes. There was no report about a downpour, so could it be that they were in a different region? Knox only got more agitated with that thought.

Thankfully, the jacket didn’t seem to have an alpha’s pheromones, so he stopped struggling and just let it cover his lower body. He stared at the fire blazing inside the drum; it gave him warmth, but his entire body turned cold upon remembering Knoa, the albums, and framed photos in his apartment.

’No...’ he muttered in distress. If they found out about him, then Knoa might be in danger too! His lips quivered; he shut his eyes tightly and relentlessly prayed that Athan would protect his son, and Azrael would come for him.

On the other hand, miles away from that place, where the sun hasn’t yet abandoned the sky and let the dark clouds pour its water, Azrael arrived at his father’s residence.

The gates hadn’t yet completely opened when Azrael bulldozed the car inside without hesitation, leaving dents on the bumper and destroying the gate. He drove fast until he reached the entrance, and just pressed the brake just before he crashed on the glass wall where his father stood beyond.