Owned By The Psychotic Billionaire (Mafia BL)

Chapter 9: The Devil You Know

If anyone were to ask Adrien if he would rather owe a man or the devil, he would respond by saying— The devil cannot be a man, but a man can be worse than the devil.

But if you were to ask him how he managed to appear on the radar of a man worse than the devil, he’d respond with a simple question— At what point does a simple fantasy grow strong enough to influence reality?

"You’re distracted, duckling."

Adrien loathes the feeling of Orion’s arm around his waist, because his mind can’t differentiate it from a noose around his neck.

He’s bound all the same.

His expression barely flickers when Orion leans in to tap his cheek. "You don’t look very affectionate to me. Do yourself a favor and put on your best ’I love Orion’ face before we go in."

The other birthday guests are at least four paces behind them, out of hearing and the reach of Orion...or so they believe.

No one is ever out of the reach of this man.

"I can’t. I don’t love you." There’s something bitter lodged in his throat, it makes all his words sound curt and bitter too. freēwēbnovel.com

If only he weren’t forced to stay in the garden. If only he weren’t approached by that...thing.

"I know that," Orion leans away from him, "but Aunt Dimitra doesn’t, and if you’re not going to play your part well— "

"Then you’ll kill everyone I care about, and then burn me alive, right?" He cuts in dryly.

Orion blinks at him for a second, then throws his head back and lets out the loudest bark of laughter. The other guests take a couple of steps back— away from the laughing madman.

"What a crazy fucker..."

This is what Adrien hates about Orion— his unpredictability. Any other rich, powerful man would already have made an example out of him, but he never knows what he’s going to get with Orion.

Never.

"Sheathe your claws for a moment, darling," he snorts, "I wasn’t even going to threaten you this time..."

He pulls him closer and leans in, voice dropping to a whisper. "I was going to say that if you refuse to act all lovey with me, then I’m going to have to do all the work...after all, you seem to have no problem with being kissed." frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

"I remember saying that I didn’t want him to kiss me again." Adrien tries not to squirm at the feeling of Orion’s breath tickling his ears.

"You said you were fine with it when I first asked, and that is all I care about." He turns Adrien’s face to his, slowly drinking up his features.

"So, what? If I don’t play along, you’ll force me?" Adrien scoffs. "You’ll kiss me to make a point today? Then...fuck me tomorrow?"

Orion stares at him, unblinkingly. "What an odd question to ask," he murmurs in his face, "considering that I’m only doing this to get my girlfriend back."

Adrien scoffs again. Right in his face. "You really take me for a fool, don’t you? You think that I actually believe that you’re doing all of this to get Louise!..."

He sucks in a deep breath and glances around carefully, hoping no one heard his outburst. "You expect me to believe that you’re doing all this to get Louise back?"

"I’ve been dating her for over ten years, is that so hard to believe?" Orion leans in closer, so close their noses almost brush against each other.

It takes everything Adrien has to stay still and hold onto his anger while being under the haunting gaze of those dark eyes.

"Not really, no. But that only works if it’s any other person but you putting together this stupid jealousy scheme." He snipes back harshly.

"So, using you to make her jealous is stupid? Really?" Orion tilts his head slightly.

"Of course it’s fucking stupid!" He snaps. "Firstly, you don’t even know what love is! You don’t love her and she doesn’t love you! And Louise hates me! You know that too— "

"That’s why I’m using you." Orion’s lips twist into a cruel smile. "She’s always viewed you as less, even when you existed close to the best of us, you were still less..."

He watches Aiden’s jaw tighten with cruel fascination. "If she sees that I chose to give her space to something lesser than herself, she’s not going to be able to sit still...and that is what I’m counting on"

"Fuck you." Adrien hisses, eyes burning with hate.

"If that’s what it takes to sell the act, then I’ll have no choice but to bend you over," his smile widens slightly, "whether you like it or not, duckling."

"I might not be like the rest of you, and I might not have a choice in whatever this is but I’m not going to lie down and let you use my body for your pleasure."

His words fall between them like a gauntlet to a challenge— a challenge Orion picks up gleefully.

"Don’t get it twisted, duckling. It’s not that you might not have a choice, it’s that you don’t." The sound of his laughter sends a chill down Aiden’s spine. "And it’s not like I’m going to take any pleasure from it..."

His gaze rakes down Aiden’s figure. "It would probably be like fucking a bag of bones...at least, Louise had a body worth fucking."

"Oh. Then where is this your darling Louise now? Didn’t she...leave you?" Aiden whispers mockingly, voice dipping low with every breath.

"Ha." Orion snorts. "I’m not one for servitude, but you shouldn’t be antagonizing me, duckling. You should be groveling at my feet..."

Their foreheads brush against each other as he suddenly leans in close, breath fanning Adrien’s face. "You should be begging me to keep you safe after all this is over, but you’re still not intelligent enough to do that."

"Even if you chose to do it now, I’d still let your darling sister have a turn with you...while I watch of course."

"You’re just a sick bastard." Adrien breathes out shakily. "I’ve never done anything to you, not then and definitely not now, but you always go out of your way to fuck with me."

"That was then, and this is now," Orion pulls away from him with a shrug, "I’m no longer ’fucking’ with you as you put it. I’m using you now..."

His eyes gleam with malicious intent. "So, it’s either you act right and save yourself the pain, or I just do whatever I want...however I want it done."

His gaze rakes down Aiden’s body one final time. He chuckles softly seeing Aiden try to take a step back, knowing that his former threat is still echoing in his mind.

"You’re fucking sick— "

"I don’t want to fuck a bag of bones either, so do yourself a favor and play the loving fiancé, or we’ll simply have to do everything my way...and believe me, you don’t want that."