Chapter 4: Chapter Four:

It was a long day. Halfway through his shift, they had become so busy. When they got busy, everything got serious. The only good thing about being busy was that time went by fast. Adrian had looked up after cleaning his last table and saw that he was off for the day. He took the apron off and unbuttoned the first two buttons of his shirt. He clocked out after adding the tips to his wallet.

"Alright, I guess I will see you guys next week."

"Next week!?" Kevin held a hand to his chest, and Adrian laughed slightly.

"Yeah, vacation for a few days."

"What am I going to do? You mean I have to work now?"

"Of course, I can't keep doing your job, you slacker~!" He playfully scoffed before grabbing his phone and making his way out.

"Oh, I am hurt. My work husband called me a slacker."

"Don't be weird!" He yelled over his shoulder, shaking his head as he was outside. He looked at the sky and sighed softly; he was tired, and his feet hurt.

As Adrian walked down the street towards his house, the screech of tires caught his attention. He stopped walking and turned around only to see a white van stop beside him. The doors flew open, and two men in black ski masks jumped out of the van. He got into his typical fighting stance, prepared to protect himself, but before he even had a chance to throw the first punch, a guy came up from behind him. A rag was placed over his nose and mouth. He sucked in a breath out of shock before realizing what he had done. Chloroform. He struggled against the guys as they pulled him into the van. He couldn't overcome the drowsiness that had hit him. The only thing he remembered was the can doors shutting and a wide smirk plastered on one of his kidnapper's faces before everything turned black.

Adrian woke up with an intense migraine. Luckily, his eyes were able to adjust because the light in the room was dimmed. He glanced at the window and saw that it was dark. He tried to remember what had happened, but everything was foggy. He tried to sit up since he realized he wasn't in his room, but he couldn't move. He looked at his wrists and saw that they were bound to the bed.

"What the hell?"

"Oh, you are awake. That's great."

Adrian met the eyes of the person who spoke, and he was confused. The guy could see the confusion written on his face and only flashed him a smile.

"Adrian Jackson, a genius with an IQ of 230 at 16 years old. You are so perfect," the guy said and stroked Adrian's face. Adrian narrowed his eyes, memories now filling his mind.

"Who are you? Where am I?"

"Oh, my underlings call me Mad Dog, but you can call me Orlando. You are in my home. I have had my eyes on you for a long time."

"You have been stalking me? And you kidnapped me?”

"Well, don't put it that way. I am just a man in love, and you did attack one of my men."

"So you are the boss of the Blue Vipers that I have heard about. He attacked me first and put a gun to my head."

"What?"

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"It's only logical. I will defend myself."

"Brian..." Mad Dog called, and a man that was buff and tall, with a shaved head came in.

"Go and kill John."

"What?"

"I made it clear that no one was to harm the hair on his pretty little head. John pointed a gun at him."

"I see, very well. It can't be helped."

"Wait, you can't just kill people."

"Sure I can. It means that you join a gang," Orlando said, running his hands through Adrian's hair.

"You are a monster."

"Now, that is so mean. I can give you a good life if you join me."

"I would rather die," Adrian said as he moved his head away from Orlando. Orlando's eyes darkened as he gripped Adrian's face.

"Too bad, I have no intentions of killing you. You are mine and have been mine since the day I saw you,” Orlando said. Orlando growled slightly and gripped Adrian's face tighter, forcing Adrian to meet his eyes.

"Sick..." Adrian mumbled, and Orlando was about to say something, but someone called him. He growled before walking out of the room.

"I will be back. This shouldn't take too long," with that, he closed and locked the door for extra measures.

"Damn, I should have told Tomas, and... no, I can get out of this myself."

Adrian mumbled and looked at his wrists. He was tied with rope, which was easier to break out of than chains. Though if he could break out of it, he had no idea where he was. He knew he would have to get to know the place's layout. The best thing to do now was to gain their trust. However, that would be hard since he was being difficult.

He realized if he wanted to get out of here, he would have to be more compliant with them. That thought alone sent a shudder up his spine since he knew Orlando was obsessed with him. Adrian wondered how long he was out and if Ido and Tomas were still at his house. Considering how dark it was, they were probably looking for him.

"Why am I thinking of them? Oh yeah, because they were sure something like this would happen. Except it wasn't because I attacked one of their men. This is embarrassing."

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