All Chapters of Scarlet Obsession [BL]: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Julian tried to keep his face neutral, even as the ropes dug into his wrists and the single bulb above his head made his eyes sting. He wasn’t going to give Elian the satisfaction of seeing fear. At least not yet, cause he wasn't going to lie, he didn't know what Elian had in store for him and he didn't know how long he was going to last. He shrugged as best as he could in his tied-up position. “I don’t know,” he said, voice steady. “How about you tell me what you’re going to do with me?”The words barely left his mouth before Elian’s fist slammed into the side of his face.Julian’s head snapped to the side with a sharp crack. Pain exploded across his cheekbone and he groaned, tasting blood in his mouth as he tried to catch his breath. Before he could recover, Elian grabbed his jaw forcefully, yanking his face back around so they were eye to eye.“You’re such a pathetic piece of garbage, you know that?” Elian sneered. His fingers dug into Julian’s jaw hard enough to bruise.Julian me

“Fuck.” Julian said, less than a whisper under his breath. He was still tied to the wooden chair, his body aching in ways he hadn’t felt in years. One side of his face was heavily bruised, it was already forming a dark purple that spreaded across his cheekbone and jaw. Even worse, a thin trail of blood trickled slowly from the corner of his split lip, dripping onto his expensive shirt. His wrists burned where the ropes cut into his skin, and his shoulders screamed from being forced into the same position for so long. He stared across the small, dimly lit room at Elian, who sat casually in a chair opposite him, legs crossed, munching on popcorn like they were watching a movie together. Julian breathed heavily through his nose, eyes narrowed at the lunatic disguised as a human. The way Elian sat there, so relaxed, so entertained by the whole situation, made Julian’s stomach turn. Elian popped another piece of popcorn into his mouth, chewing slowly as he glanced at his phone. He check

“Don’t you get it?” Elian said softly, “You’re the gift.”Julian stared at him, eyes wide with disbelief. His mind was spinning, trying to make sense of the words coming out of Elian’s mouth.Gift?This lunatic was talking about wrapping him up like some kind of birthday present for Dex? As if it was the most normal thing ever. The absurdity of it all made Julian’s head throb even harder. He still couldn't fathom how the roles got completely reversed. The way Elian was the one in control, smiling like a child who had just found a new toy to destroy.‘He is insane ‘ Julian thought, his heart pounding. ‘Completely, dangerously insane.’Just then, there was a loud commotion outside the room, shouting, and the distant crack of gunshots. Elian tilted his head to the side, listening carefully, then a devilish smile slowly spread across his lips, bright and terrifying.“I guess my husband’s here,” he said happily, almost singing the words.Elian stood back up with that calm, confident grace

The second the elevator doors opened to the penthouse, they were on each other.Elian barely had time to step out before Dex grabbed him, slamming their mouths together in a hungry, desperate kiss. Their lips moved hard and fast, tongues sliding against each other as Dex pushed Elian backward through the entrance. Elian’s hands fisted in Dex’s shirt, pulling him closer, while Dex’s hands roamed down his body, gripping anywhere he could reach.They stumbled in further, mouths never breaking apart. Dex’s hands slid under Elian’s shirt, pushing it up as he pressed him against the nearest wall. Elian gasped into the kiss as Dex’s mouth moved to his neck, sucking hard, biting down just enough to leave marks. Elian’s head fell back against the wall with a soft thud, his fingers threading through Dex’s hair, tugging roughly.“Fuck, I missed this,” Dex growled against his skin, voice rough with need. His hands worked quickly, pulling Elian’s shirt completely off and tossing it aside. He kisse

“Hello, son.”“Hello, Dad,” Dex replied, lowering himself into the seat opposite his father in the quiet study of the family estate.Derek Russo sat behind his massive oak desk, studying his son carefully. Unless he was called, It was rare for Dex to give a surprised visit. “What could possibly be the reason for this unexpected visit?”Dex shrugged, leaning back in the chair with ease. “I just felt like it.”Derek looked around the room subtly, as if checking for something, or someone. “I’m busy, Dex.”Dex’s eyes narrowed at the action. He leaned forward slightly, a small smirk playing on his lips. “You have a woman over or something?”Derek sighed, rubbing his temple. He knew his son too well. “I know you’re not here for a casual chat. Speak up and say exactly what you’re here for.” he said a bit too sharply.Dex’s expression barely turned serious as he looked at the man who had raised him with guns and blades, the one who had shaped him into the ruthless leader he was today… and th