Owned By The Psychotic Billionaire (Mafia BL)

Chapter 8: Stinks Like Bullshit

ADRIEN’S POV

I wish the suit or the shoes were as uncomfortable to wear as they should be, but they’re not. They’re my perfect size— and that’s what really gets under my skin.

"Remember to smile and act like you belong, duckling." His hand settles on the small of my back feels like a weight.

"Well, you do belong, you just like to act like you don’t..." he murmurs snidely.

There’s something at stake here. Something that I don’t think even Orion has realized, but is subconsciously acting like he already has.

It’s in every sentence he says—

’Don’t act out of line’

’Try to escape again, and I’ll do worse than kill all your little friends’

’Be respectful to Aunt Dimitra’

’Don’t let yourself be lured away from the party’

’Do not attempt to communicate with anyone but me’ freewёbnoνel.com

With each weird order, Niko’s brows lift till they’re almost at his hairline. I’m sure he can quite literally smell the bullshit coming off Orion.

I can smell it too, but I don’t have the power to say anything, so I say the only thing I can to the madman.

"Yes, Fiancé."

We will both be dining with serpents, but let’s see which one of us gets bitten at the end of the day.

I already know how Louise is going to react, but either Orion doesn’t care, or he just doesn’t know his ex-girlfriend as well as he thinks.

"Say it with more affection, duckling..."

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After all that bastard’s talk of sticking together and not leaving his side, he leaves me in their freakishly huge garden and tells me to wait till he gets back.

I honestly don’t know whether I should be surprised or not. Orion has always been a madman.

"I wonder what will happen if I climb over that wall and make a run for it?"

The wall is at least ten feet, so maybe chipped nails?

"You’d get electrocuted by the security system, and fall back down to the ground...so electrocution with a side of broken limbs?"

"What the— " I’m off the bench in mere seconds.

When I sat in this garden, there was no one else around, and there was definitely no other person sitting beside me.

I would know if someone parked their ass right beside me, wouldn’t I? So, who the hell is this blue-eyed ghost?

The ghost— man— lets out a burst of loud, obnoxious laughter, doubling over and clutching at his stomach like a child.

"You...you stood up so fast...you damn well teleported..." he huffs out between laughs.

"And who the hell are you?" I just know that if that yellow-eyed creature were here, he’d say I was in yip mode.

I really hate that fucker.

"Oh...I’m an angel."

There must be something about me that makes people want to feed me bullshit. It’s probably some kind of curse because what the hell is he talking about now?

There’s no way I’m speaking to another psycho so soon.

"You are an...angel?"

He looks up at me, eyes shining with mirth— with blond hair framing his face, and blue eyes gleaming like sapphires, he does look a bit angelic.

Only if I choose to ignore the subtle tilt of his smile.

"Your guardian angel to be exact!" He spreads his arms with a chuckle.

"And why would I need a guardian angel?" I don’t need that. What I need is a new identity— something that takes me far away from Orion.

And speaking of that one, I need him to get back from wherever he went as soon as possible, because this guy gives me the creeps.

"Because— "

Wait. Is he really about to give me information?

Hell no.

"Sorry, I don’t speak to strangers." I turn to leave, already fantasizing about how I’d get to Orion for safety— something about the ’devil you know’.

"But we’ll soon be brothers-in-law, Adrien. I just want to help you."

I don’t know him, but he knows me. I didn’t go looking for him, but he found me. I’ve never seen him before, but he recognized me. And he knows my fucking name.

This is way above what my mental health can handle right now.

"That’s nice of you, but I’ll have to decline."

"Don’t be so hasty," he rises from the bench— noiselessly— "you don’t even know what I want to save you from, do you?"

I take a measured step back— being here alone with angelman here isn’t doing good things for my blood pressure.

This is the Vassilis family house, there’s no one here who can be classified as a normal person. No one at all.

"I’m sure you have a very good reason for wanting to save me, but I’m going to have to refuse...Sir."

"He already has you on a leash, doesn’t he?" He steps closer. "We can’t have that, Adrien. You deserve better than this, and I can help you...only if you’d let me."

Ah. Fuck it.

"Keep your help to yourself...Leon." I was hoping I could trick my brain into believing I didn’t know him, but that’s impossible.

There’s no way I wouldn’t know this...thing.

"So, you do remember me?" His voice stays calm. "Here I was thinking you’d forgotten me after you took my advice, but left my help behind."

"I never needed your help in the first place." I never needed your poisoned wine, you irritating fuck.

"But you still took my advice, Adrien. That has to count for something," he smirks, "and now you’re back, wearing a leash that Orion’s wrapped around your throat." fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

I wish I could burn that damn smirk off his face.

"Better his than yours." His smirk falls. "I might not have a choice about being with Orion, but I’d still pick this over whatever you have to offer."

He takes a step forward, eyes darkening. "There’s nothing he can offer you that I can’t! I already offered to— "

"Since you’re so hellbent on helping me, let me repay the favor with a bit of advice." I wish I could wrap my hands around his throat. "Stay the hell away from me, shithead."

I give ’angelman’ a mocking bow, then turn on my heel and hightail out of there.

He’s a different flavor of creepy than Orion, but he’s definitely a sick fuck too, and I don’t want to be anywhere near that. Not when I can just run away.

"Yo, angry dog." I run and bump right into that damn wildcat. "Didn’t Orion tell you to sit or something?"

Shit.

I can’t let him see Leon.

He can’t find out about me knowing that bastard.

"Orion sent me to get you. He’s at the entrance waiting for...what the hell are you looking back at?"

At Leon...but he’s already gone. Without the slightest noise, like a ghost.

"Nothing."