Chapter 2: Chapter 2 - A Trap
[New york, 4:02 AM]
"Yeah, great, keep that pose!"
"Good, very good! Once again!"
The sound of camera's shutter and flash made the shooting room of an American fashion magazine very busy that day.
Behind the monitor that displayed the photos stood a man with a tense expression on his face. His eyes focused on the model in front of the white background, striking poses with the latest collection of luxurious clothing brands.
"Mr. Martin, have some water."
A crew then came up to him and handed him a tray she was holding with a bottle of mineral water on it.
Martin took the bottle with a faint smile. "Thank you."
The girl looked like a college student, she stood beside him, nodded and smiled. But apparently, she didn't immediately move after giving him the water.
"Ryley is getting better day by day, isn't he?" The girl muttered while looking at the handsome blond-haired boy surrounded by makeup artists in the center of the studio.
Martin nodded in agreement. But the smile that formed on his lips looked somewhat sinister.
"Of course he is, he's even willing to wake up at 2 in the morning just because your agent advances the schedule without telling me first," he said curtly and ended his reply with sarcastic laughter
Hearing Martin's response, the girl looked surprised, then grimaced before leaving her place.
'These people I swear…' Martin grumbled, feeling hella annoyed. He then glanced at the watch on his left wrist.
The time showed 4:15, the sky outside was still dark. Amidst his work monitoring his model, who's none other than his former junior in college and highest paid member of his agency, Martin's cell phone suddenly vibrated.
He walked out of the studio and read an email from the airline stating that his flight schedule had been delayed due to a technical problem. Martin huffed in annoyance while massaging his frowning forehead. "Damn it!"
"Brother, what's wrong?" A light voice came from behind the closed door. Martin turned around and saw a handsome man with a tall slender build walking towards him.
"Oh, are you done?" Without answering his question, Martin replied with a slight stutter.
Ryley nodded while adjusting the buttons of his shirt. "Hmm hmm," but after seeing the look on Martin's face which was mixed between annoyed and worried, he asked, "Brother, is there a problem?"
Martin took a deep breath, his efforts to cover up his annoyance, worry and disappointment failed before he even started. "Tch, apparently you're still so sensitive huh?"
"Haha, it turns out I was right ! What's wrong? Are you having a fight with your girlfriend again this time?" Ryley replied in a cheerful tone.
"No, stupid. I'm planning to send you to Wyoming so you can rest for a while because this week is— ahem, well it turns out the schedule is delayed," said Martin, cutting himself off a bit when the manager realized that he was almost blurting out Ryley's privacy in a public space.
"Wyoming? Hmm… I guess I'll just stay in my hotel then?" Ryley asked while tilting his head.
"No! I can't risk it. It's too dangerous in this city. You know what I'm talking about, right?" Martin replied, sighing heavily.
Before Ryley could answer, he suddenly felt his phone vibrate. The handsome model then took out his cell phone from his back pocket and saw the name of the caller on the screen.
"Wait a minute," Ryley said before stepping away from Martin and picking up the phone.
"Yes, hello, Sister?"
"Rayray! I haven't heard your voice in a long time! How are you now?" A female voice was heard from the other side.
"I'm fine, how about you?" Ryley asked his older sister with a smile.
"Thank goodness you're okay. I'm good here. Anyway, are you in NYC right now?" Rachel asked in a curious tone.
"Hmm? How did you know?" Ryley replied while raising one of his eyebrows.
"Ah, I happen to know the boss of that brand that asked you to be their ambassador. Ah, do you have any free time today?"
Hearing that question, Ryley glanced at Martin with a confused look. "Umm…"
He saw his manager shrugging with an annoyed look. Ryley couldn't help but grimace when he realized Martin's response.
"Looks like… I'm a bit free today. What's wrong?" Ryley asked.
"I was planning to take you out to dinner today. I haven't seen you in a long time, and I rarely go back to LA either. Can you come?"
Ryley glanced back at Martin, but his manager averted his gaze instead. Feeling bad about refusing his older sister's invitation, he then replied with a bit of hesitation, "I guess... I can make it tonight."
"Aaaah, finally! I will meet my dear brother after so long! Alright then. I'll be waiting for you, okay? Will send the location later. And since I just ordered for the two of us, you have to come alone alright!"
Hearing Rachel's last sentence made Ryley a little surprised. But he didn't refuse. "Hehe, yes."
"Okay, see you there Rayray!" Rachel said before ending their conversation. Ryley then took a deep breath before walking towards Martin.
"Brother..." Ryley came to his manager who was looking sullen with his arms folded across his chest. "I'm going to have dinner with my sister tonight,"
"That's your right. Besides, I can still reschedule your work for tomorrow."
Ryley chuckled a little at the behavior of his former college senior. He knew how overprotective Martin was since the incident two years ago.
His memory accidentally returned to when he was at the worst point in his life, where he could only lie on a hospital bed surrounded by life supporting machines, unable to feel his left leg at all.
"Hehe, I know you're worried. But I can take care of myself," Ryley smiled.
Martin just sighed in annoyance and got up from the chair he was sitting on. His hand scratched the back of his head that didn't itch. "It's up to you,"
...
The sun rose and illuminated the sky, waking the people even though the city itself never slept. Ryley spent his time shopping for some clothes he wanted to wear in the evening.
When he arrived at the hotel in the afternoon, he threw away his hat, mask and glasses he had worn all day to avoid fans and paparazzi.
"Shit... I'm dead tired," he said after throwing himself on the soft mattress in front of him.
A pair of his honey irises stared blankly at the ceiling. His mind returned to Rachel's words telling him to come alone. It didn't sound wrong, but it did feel a bit wrong. He couldn't risk coming alone.
It's true that he's distrustful, but he didn't believe the incident that had to make him take a long break from the entertainment world and his career faded two years ago was his sister's doing. Ryley still couldn't accept reality and thought that the most terrible incident in his life was purely the result of a misunderstanding.
He had forgiven his older sister, but he wouldn't put himself in danger like he used to.
An idea then popped into his mind and made him call Martin.
"Brother, can you take me tonight?"
"Hah? Didn't you say you could take care of yourself?"
"I know. But at least I have to take precautions just in case, right?" Ryley replied while playing with his nails.
"Hah, you're just bothering me."
"Hehe, Sorry, Brother. I promise I'll treat you to your favorite meals tomorrow!"
The evening sky had almost completely darkened after he hung up the phone. Ryley then got up from the bed and stretched his arms up. One by one, he took off his clothes and jeans then walked to the bathroom.
Half an hour later, Ryley was neatly dressed in a black turtleneck and a mocha blazer set with the same colored pants. He then departed with Martin to the dinner location.
"Ryley, are you sure you don't want me to come with you inside?" Martin asked after they reached the hotel parking lot.
Ryley just smiled faintly, "I know how to take care of myself. You just wait here,"
The fantastic night view of New York city greeted Ryley as he walked towards a reservation table with a blonde woman sitting in one of the chairs. The atmosphere of the high-end hotel restaurant at the heart of the city is so calm, with faint accompaniment of classical music and the chatter of a few guests around.
"Ah, Rayray," Rachel got up from her chair and hugged her little brother. "I miss you so much,"
"Sister… You're getting prettier," Ryley replied with a similar gesture, then took his seat.
The beautiful woman in a maroon evening dress then started the conversation. "Haha, thanks. First of all, I would like to congratulate you on being the ambassador for Hyacinthia. I still can't believe you can get up again and stand on your own two feet,"
Rachel ended her sentence with a smile. But for some reason, Ryley could feel that the smile didn't reach his sister's smokey eyes. He also felt that there was something behind Rachel's last sentence.
"Ah, thank you, I still need to learn more," Ryley replied with a slightly forced smile.
After selecting the food on the menu, the two continued their conversation. On the sidelines of the discussion not far from the topic of fashion and entertainment, Rachel brought her chair closer and cupped her hands.
"I'm curious. How did your agency manage to secure a contract with Hyacinthia for you?" Rachel asked.
The question sounded like a needle stuck in Ryley's ear. He could sense Rachel's hidden intentions when she asked that. The woman in front of him clearly looked down on his agency and judged that they did not deserve a contract from one of the luxurious fashion brands in America.
Ryley wanted to dodge, but an idea came back to his mind.
"Ah, our agency is quite small, but the PR staff is trying their best so I'm sure they are reliable in publishing my photoshoot that Hyacinthia's public relation staff paid us a visit themselves," he replied with a slightly arrogant tone as he rubbed his million dollars watch coiled around his right hand.
This is what made his haters, especially those dwelling in the dark, to never cease. After saying that answer to Rachel, Ryley could see the change in his older sister's expression, from looking curious to furrowing her brows as if feeling annoyed.
"Oh, I see… My little brother is great," said Rachel, but her smile faded as she took a sip of her wine glass.
Their conversation continued until the meals they ordered came. After finishing their dinner, Ryley glanced at his watch which showed it was half past eight in the evening. His face was a little red from drinking too much wine.
"Sorry, I'll go to the toilet for a moment," Ryley left his watch on the table and got up from the chair.
After he left the table, Rachel seemed to be glancing left and right with an unreadable expression. She then called the waiter and ordered another bottle of wine.
"Sister? Why order wine again?" Ryley asked after he came back from the toilet and put his watch back on.
"Come on, I haven't seen you in a long time. Drink with me!" Rachel replied while raising her glass.
"Fuh… Alright then..." Ryley looked reluctant, but since the wine his sister ordered tonight was one of his favourites, he couldn't refuse.
But he never thought that accompanying Rachel to drink that night would bring him a disaster…
"You are more beautiful than in the photo… Ryley…"
A hoarse voice that sounded disgusting woke Ryley from his sleep. He blinked several times to clear his blurry vision. His body felt hot and his head felt heavy when he realized someone was climbing on him.
"W…Who are you…!"
Chapter 3: Chapter 3 - Eaten Alive
"W…Who are you…!"
Ryley tried to struggle, but his strength wasn't enough to push the man who was pinning him down from above. His vision was still blurry, he couldn't clearly see the jerk looking at him like a hungry dog.
"It's useless for you to rebel, Ryley… You will be mine tonight…"
With a hoarse voice the man whispered beside Ryley's ear, causing the handsome model to turn away.
This fugly sounded like a horrible fat monster! Ryley could tell the man's appearance just from his voice. Not just that, Ryley felt like puking when the man's pot belly pressed down on him like a boulder.
"Don't waste your energy fighting me, pretty boy. Just enjoy it…"
Ryley shuddered in horror as he could feel hairy fingers caressing his face from the side.
"L… Let go of me ! I...I'm a Beta!" He was still trying to fight back, but he couldn't free his hands from the middle-aged man's grip.
"Even if you're a Beta..." The old man then looked at Ryley's lower body that started to get wet, either from sweat or something else. "If you're already wet like this… What kind of man can resist you?"
Ryley panicked even more when the man's hands started to remove the belt around his waist, but then he realized that panicking wouldn't help him.
He finally stopped rebelling.
"Hmm? Why are you suddenly quiet?" The man then released his grip from Ryley's wrist and turned to lift the handsome model's chin.
Ryley still turned his face to the side, trying to hold back the heat that suddenly burned his whole body in lust while thinking of a way to free himself.
"Why are you silent? Could it be that you are starting to enjoy it now?"
The model let the man pull the mocca blazer he was wearing until it almost fell off then grabbed his hand while whispering in a very seductive voice, "W...Wait..." With his face getting redder and redder
The old man smirked when he found that the drug must have burned the tempting body beneath him. His lust grew even more when he saw Ryley glancing at him with an ambiguous look— a death glare and a seductive gaze. His manhood slowly hardened, protruding from under the bath towel wrapped around him.
"Hah, you're finally tamed now..." The old man said, licking his lips.
Ryley just smiled, trying his best to make the old man believe that he'd been completely numbed by whatever substance that had entered his body without him knowing.
But actually, he tried to buy time because he could feel his strength slowly returning. Ryley then moved his hand and cupped it around the fat old man's loose neck. He chuckled spoiledly for a moment before launching his attack.
"Aaaaahhhh!!!!"
A painful scream echoed in the room as soon as Ryley pressed one of the buttons on his watch, firing a liquid and letting out a sharp sound that hurt the old man's ear.
Within seconds, the man's vision darkened and his head was stabbed with intense pain as if it was about to split in two, making him roll to the side and groan in pain.
"You bastard…!! I…Impossible…!" The man swung his arms freely, trying to catch Ryley with his temporarily blind eyes.
Ryley mustered all his strength to get out of there. He rolled over and fell beside the bed.
"Ah!" The model winced in pain as a sharp sting was felt in his left leg.
"Where are you running to?! You won't escape anywhere you damn bitch!!!"
When Ryley saw the old man approaching him, he crawled and grabbed the table lamp above him and hit his head with all his might.
"Aaarghh!!!"
Ryley threw away the lamp and forced his feet to quickly take him away from there.
Just as the model was about to reach the doorknob, the sight of the old man who nearly raped him had returned.
"Wait, you bastard…!" The old man tried to catch up with Ryley, but his big belly slowed his pace.
They struggled for a while, but Ryley won with a hard kick that he landed on the old man's chest, making him bounce a few feet away. But the man refused to give up, he got back to his feet and ran angrily towards Ryley.
But it was too late.
The model pulled himself up by the doorknob and opened the door.
It wasn't the sight of him escaping that made the old man drop his jaw to the floor.
But the person who caught Ryley in his strong arms.
How shocked he was when he saw the handsome model he was about to rape fell into the arms of a handsome, well-built Alpha he knew so well.
"M...Mr.Clyde...!"
The old man shuddered in horror when a pair of blue irises glared at him. His face instantly turned pale as cold sweat dripped from his temples.
He was even more scared when the Alpha's two bodyguards walked over and dragged him out through the emergency stairs. He screamed and wailed, but the two giants ignored him.
Meanwhile, Ryley couldn't stop his heart from beating faster and faster. His vision blurred again as he groaned for help at the male figure who caught his slender body and prevented him from falling.
Shortly after, he felt like he was floating as his feet lifted off the floor. He could feel his body rocking a bit, his mind was so hazy as he stared at the line of wall lamps and wooden doors he passed.
He didn't get the slightest idea who might carry his 188 cm tall body and landed him on a soft mattress. Ryley couldn't think straight as the heat that burned his body and brain was eroding his consciousness.
"It… It hurts… H…Help me…" Ryley sighed breathlessly. His sense of smell immediately sharpened when the masculine scent of a man who he gripped his arm tightly started to delude him.
"I'll call a doctor, looks like he drugged you!" The man said while trying to calm Ryley down.
But it was all in vain. Ryley had lost his mind.
His hands moved on his own, beyond the control of his mind, grabbing the man's burly neck and pulling him closer. Ryley's increasingly irregular heartbeat collided with the man's broad chest, his warm breath brushing against the surface of the Alpha's neck.
The blond couldn't contain the heat that was forced out of his body. For a moment his thoughts came back to his senses, he bit her lower lip tightly as he remembered how he could allow himself to end up this way.
"Nnghh…Help me…"
His tears fell from the corners of his eyes at the same time his sobs broke out. But then a warm hand caressed his face gently, and a thumb tried to gently pull his lips away from his own bite.
For some reason, that gentle touch could calm his chaotic heart and mind in an instant, as if to make the world stop around him. Amidst his hazy vision, Ryley's honey-like eyes caught a pair of beautiful blue irises before feeling his lips crushed in a deep kiss.
"Hmppph…"
Ryley held the man's strong arm as he was still locking his lips with his, but why did he feel like he couldn't resist the kiss?
The blond slowly dropped his hand, no longer resisting the motion of the tanned man who was pressing him down from above. He could only surrender to the illogical thoughts that he'd sworn would never allow to take over his mind before.
But here he was, wrapping his arms around the man's neck as he felt a soft lift roaming his neck and chest, leaving a trace of purplish-blue marks on his smooth white skin.
"H...Hyah!"
Ryley was surprised when his shirt suddenly lifted, exposing his chest with his two hardened bosoms.
When he felt a wet touch on one of them, Ryley swayed badly. His finger moved to grip the navy mane tickling his skin as the owner sucked his chest strongly.
"Hngghhh! Ah!...Don't.....!."
Ryley groaned as his hand tried to prevent the movement of another bigger hand that was busy playing with his chest.
But the man who was fondling him didn't pay any heed to his plea, and instead moved down to lift his hips so that his slender thighs were supported by stronger thighs than his.
"Hah..."
A low sigh escaped the lips of the man who was now stripping Ryley's pants and leaving him completely naked. His eyes grew darker as Ryley continued to poison the air he breathed with his strange smell, as if to stun him into a wild animal ready to pounce on its prey.
A pair of strong hands then spread open Ryley's legs wide and pushed the bulge from under his pants in front of where he would release his Alpha seed.
"H…Hyaah! W..Wait …"
Ryley tried to catch the man's wrist when he felt a finger stop right in front of his slippery opening. But again, his plea was ignored.
The pretty-faced model sighed loudly as two fingers plunged into his tight entrance at the same time.
The man then let go of Ryley's hand and locked it above his head. His other hand was still scissoring his way in by pulling and thrusting his fingers quickly.
Ryley bit his lip again when the movement down there almost made his eyes turn upside down. The man's grip grew stronger after a strong moan escaped the model's lips when he accidentally hit a certain area jnside.
It didn't take long for him to find the sweet spot, the movement of his hand squeezed the sweet nectar.
"Aaaah…"
The forced pleasure unconsciously made Ryley lift his hips and groan loudly. The handsome model then fell limply, his chest rising and falling so fast.
He sighed again as the three fingers lodged inside him were forcibly pulled out, followed by a loosening of the grip on his hands.
Ryley hated his mind that kept telling him as if he had to be filled with something in order to relieve himself.
He closed his eyes tightly as he tried to normalize his breathing, hoping that this would all be over soon. But the blond didn't realize that the man who just fingered him had stripped himself off his shirt and left only his black pants.
Ryley couldn't see clearly the face that stared at him from above. He could only catch the bright blue eyes looking at him as if it belonged to a big black panther about to eat him alive.
Ryley was so naive to think that the man was done with him earlier.
His eyes widened as he felt something big and hard stop right in front of his entrance.
"W…Wait!"
But unfortunately, his plea was ignored for the umpteenth time.
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