A Message From The Dead.

Chapter 5: A Message From The Dead.

Julian was standing in the Truth Room with Caesar towering by his side. Terrified by Luca's condition. He knew how ruthless Caesar is and he meant ever would that came out of his sharp jaws.

Caesar made him sit at the other side of the one way glass. Luca was already connected to a lie detector.

“He lies, that over there sends jolt through his body. Trust me buddy, it's terrible.”. He points to a machine.

“Julian, sweetheart. Start your interrogation”. He grabbed him by his shoulder.

“Did you know my brother was going to be killed?”, he asked the first question, every word came out trembling.

“No, I swear. I'm telling the truth.”, he says, shaking his head, crying.

Lucas lied. Screams as the chair sends jolts through his body.

“Make it stop. I don't want to do this anymore. Please”, he stands up suddenly. His hands on his ears.

Caesar pushed him down forcefully. Make him sit in the chair back.

“This is how you get the truth. Julian”

“You lie again, I'm taking your fingers off”

“I would tell you what I know. Patrick was being blackmailed, someone had an explicit pic of him with an older man”

“ Patrick was scared, he said it leaked Caesar would kill him”

“I wouldn't have. I begged Patrick to tell me what was wrong. When the light in his eyes died, I begged him to let me help him. Probably would still have been alive today. I would make everyone and anyone pay for what they did to him”, Caesar said.

For once, Julian saw Caesar vulnerable.

“It was all my fault, I set him up to be taken advantage of. The client was going to pay so much. I never meant what I did to him,forgive Julian. I swear, I'm sorry. I haven't learnt my mistake “

“How could you have done that to him?. We were together and you were doing such behind my back to my brother”Julian breaks down sobbing.

“We got what we wanted. What do I do to him, do we make him live?”

“I don't know. I just want to get away from here..”

Caesar smirked. “I'll decide that”

“Finish all, get the trash away from here”

He signaled his men. The curtains dropped, as Julian left the underground all he could hear behind him was screams till it stopped.

He rushed to his room, to the bathroom. Throws up in the sink.

He returned to the bedroom. He finds his phone which has been taken away from him in his pillow.

One message….. Unknown number.

He opened it.

A broken voice so familiar:

“Julian…don't trust him. He knows what he did. I didn't kill myself. They made me fake it. I'm so sorry”

It's Patrick's voice.

The phone dropped from his trembling hands.

Another message popped up.

“RUN.”

He was shaken, paranoid, breathing hard. He immediately stomped out of his room and went to Caesar's study.

Finds him there, a smoke in between his fingers…

Caesar is calm like he was expecting him.

“What are you hiding from me?. Did you kill my brother??”

“How can I trust you,when you are always mysterious and shady”

“I didn't and never. I'm protecting you and one day you'd know that”

“But …”, Caesar cornered him against the wall.

Breath against his neck. This sends tangling feelings to Julian's groin.

Terrified, thrilled but also furious.

Caesar knew the obsession was mutual even if Julian wouldn't admit it

“Come with me.”. He pulled Julian down to a room behind a secret door.

Not for torture, but actually elegant, light lit low, soft music, restraint that doesn't look like they were made for pain or torture.

“The last time I was here was with your brother. I only brought him here”

“This room is for control. Not punishing, Julian. Tonight, you learn obedience. So you better be a good boy”

“I'll give you the truth, but you earn that with every moan”, he smirked. .

Julian knew he wanted him. The same way he wanted the truth.

He wanted Caesar's body against his.

“But you stop, when I want you to”

“I take my pet words seriously. You need a safe word. Say it when you want me to stop”, Caesar tilted his head waiting for a response.

“Red”, Julian replied.

“Alright pet.”

Caesar tied his hands with a silk rope. Blindfolded, a sign he trusted him.

Caesar guides him with his voice, gloved hands and ice. He used a riding crop on the inner thigh, not enough to hurt but could break down composure.

He puts ice into his mouth and gently places it on Julian's delicate frame across his back. .

Julian shivered, not from the ice only but also the sexual attention his body was aching from.

*Relax, pet. You seem tense. You have to trust and submit to me”

Caesar teased him. Touching him, and gently wiping him with a leash.

“If you want me, you just have to say it”.

“Please, touch me. Caesar”, he said quietly.

“I can't hear you, speak up”,

“Please, touch me. I'm begging you”, he said louder this time.

Caesar works his lubed finger into him. Every movement made him shiver, moan, and quiver.

This was bliss. Nothing had ever made him feel better than this.

Julian was blindfolded throughout with trust leading instead.

“I'm getting closer, Caesar. I can feel it”, he whispered.

“You have to beg for that, you know. Where are your manners?”

“Please, I can't hold it anymore. Let me come, Caesar”

When he did, Caesar whispered in his ear something crucial.

“Your brother didn't die because of me….he died because he chose someone else over me”

“You have to choose me if you want to live, Julian”