Trapped.

Chapter 2: Trapped. 

       Julian's head hurts a bit. He woke up and noticed he doesn't know where he was. A penthouse, glass windows and walls, marble floor, so silent. 

All he remembered was being kidnapped by Caesar's men. 

He jumps out of the bed and sees that his clothes have been changed. Someone had taken off his clothes while he was unconscious. 

Can't find his bag or phone.

He runs to the door. Luckily, it was opened. 

Julian was panicking, trying every door which were locked.

An elevator. 

“Please provide your fingerprints”.

“Oh fuck, even the elevator demands a fingerprint. This is worse than jail”, he cursed.

“Looking for the way out,huh?”, someone spoke calmly behind him.

It was Caesar. 

Stood there. Broad-shouldered, sharp jaw that could cut through glass, black slick hair. 

He was very handsome, yes definitely but just a dickhead.

“You looked pretty when you were panicking. Damsel in distress”, he said casually..

“You are a psycho. I would you just kidnap me and bring me here. When I get out of here, I'm going to the police”

Caesar laughed. 

“What do you think they are gonna do. My Mafia family is untouchable”..

“Okay, just let me go okay”, he swallowed.

“No, I can't and won't. When I want something I get it and I want a new toy.”

Julian is dumbfounded and can't seem to understand him.

“Breakfast is ready, get your ass downstairs or you starve”

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       Julian was definitely hungry and won't stop stuff one thing or the other in his mouth. 

Caesar ate slowly, not for once taking his eyes off Julian. 

This is awkward, Julian thought to himself avoiding eyes contact with him.

“Whatever, you are thinking. You better spill it out?”

“I find it weird you brother me here. Why ?”

Julian is trying to play it cool. 

“Got into criminology to be able to investigate your brother's murder is quite clever”

Julian was shocked, how do this man know about him…

“How did you…”

“If I what to know anything I would, Julian”, he smiled.

“You study criminology, you got a late brother named Patrick. You only go to campus on Tuesday, Thursday and Friday. Am I right?”..

“How long have you been watching me?”, those words came out barely like a whisper. 

He chuckled. 

“Oh, Julian.  You are so naive.”

“Your brother thought he could outsmart me”

Julian asked straight up.

“Did you kill him?”

“If I did do you think you would be alive?”. 

“I'm making an offer, you stay here with me for seven days.”

“No, I don't even want to spend a minute here with you “

“My rules are quite simple”, he continued like he never heard Julian speak or expected a response.

“No sneaking around, no leaving the house,no calls, no questions and you don't get to run away, unless you want me to break your fingers.”..

“You are going crazy”, Julian fumed.

“For you of course. I return I would tell you about all you want to know about your brother, the Mafia and the suicide”..

Julian wants to say no but he has come to far and was desperate for answers. 

“Fine, I would take it”

He stood up and walked to Julian's side. 

“Good, there are punishment if you break any of the rules you know so be a good boy”, he whispered into Julian ears before walking away. 

What have he gotten himself into….

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    Julian was given a bed room, had a lot of stuff in it that would make him comfortable. 

He kept tossing and turning side to side, couldn't sleep. 

He wanted to check round the house if he could find anything, any clue. 

He left the room. Kept checking doors to see which one was open. 

He finally got to a door which was slightly open. He went inside. 

This look like a study, he thought to himself. 

On the table were documents, paper. 

He found an old phone of his brother. 

Suddenly….

The door slammed behind him. 

He turned around to see Caesar standing in the shadow. 

“I told you no sneaking around. You broke your first rule. Failing your first test”

He stepped closer, “I have told you, broken rules gets punishment”

“Go to your room, I would come to you soon. I get to decide what I do to you”

Julian is frightened and hurriedly went back to the room.

He was worried what was the cruel Mafia heir going to do to him. 

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       Caesar locked the room after coming in. He wakes over to the light switch, dimming the light making it a little.

Julian tried to act like he wasn't intimidated by the fact that Caesar was in the room. 

“Face the wall, hand on the desk. Not a word unless I ask”. He said calmly, not raising his voice at all..

“You are kidding, right?”, Julian chuckled. Caesar waits, arms crossed on his chest. Lifted an eyebrow up like it was saying ”are you done?”. 

“I.. don't…”, Julian hesitated. 

Julian obeyed. His hands on the table, his back bent over, ass out. 

“Hold still, you take your hand off that table. I start again”

Julian's heart was starting to beat fast at the moment. 

He hears the buckle of Caesar's letter belt, he was probably taking it off. 

“You want the truth, Julian?. Well, the truth is earned. One rule at a time.”

The belt came down the first time on his butt. Caesar didn't go too hard. 

He watched Julian wince from the pain. 

“You might feel the stings.  That'll remind you who owns your obedience. Let's see if you are worth the thrill of breaking”

Julian felt the stings when the belt came down. He was squirming from the heat that was building up in his body. 

Experiencing so many emotions at once: humiliation, fear, sickening pleasure and thrill. 

He thought to himself, “Why does part of me want him to keep going.”

Caesar stopped at the fifth count. 

“That's just a little punishment. Break the next rule, it's going to be worse”

“I'm sorry”, Julian whispered out of his throat that seemed glued together. 

“Prove that you are. Kneel before me”

Julian goes on his knees, head down, tears in his eyes. 

Caesar tilted his head up using his finger. 

Caesar looked into his eyes like he was draining and searching his soul. 

Caesar walked out of the room. Leaving Julian to deal with emotions as tears ran down his face. 

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       Next morning, Julian woke up confused, humiliated and aching from last night. 

“Fuck, why don't I just leave”, he cursed furiously at himself. 

Breakfast was on the table, his phone still missing and a note. 

“Day 2 - Keep obeying and you would get to see what your brother was hiding”.

Julian knew he had to stay if he wanted to achieve anything concerning his brother's case. 

There were cameras, and very odd things about the penthouse. 

“Sir, the boss wants you downstairs”

“Alright, I would be there. Thanks”

The bodyguard walked away immediately. 

Caesar sat in the living room. Watching as Julian walked down the stairs. Not taking his eyes off him. 

There was a box on the center table. 

It had his brother's name, “Patrick” written on it. 

A journal, red velvet box was in it. 

Julian looked at him. 

“Did my brother work for you?”

“Don't jump into conclusions, you haven't checked all”

“Your brother didn't just know me, he loved me in his twisted ways. Oh Patrick, he was so naive”

“Liar, don't talk about my brother like that”, he was furious. 

Julian opened the red box, saw a ring. 

The ring had “C&P” inscribed in them. 

They were Patrick and Caesar initials. 

“You came here looking for a killer, what if I was his lover?”