Since the night when he turned 19th, facing such a turbulent series of events one after another had exhausted him ntally to the point that Kylian couldn’t process the reality before his eyes after regaining back his consciousness.
Instead of finishing his shower, he was outside the Academy premises! Seated in the back seat of an unknown luxurious car, right beside his mortal enemy Zenith Agastya who had handcuffed both their wrists together as if to forcibly keep him by his side, Kylian couldn’t blink his lashes as his ocean eyes stared widened open at Zenith’s smug face even when he teased him at first.
But watching his numb awestruck face, Zenith felt more determined to annoy Kylian as he continued, "Why are you turning pale, sweetie? Your face looks as if you have seen a ghost... Aren’t you happy that I have taken you outside the Academy along with ?"
"You...You...OIII BITCH!!!??"
After finally retrieving his senses back from his dazed state, hearing Kylian’s fierce growl flinched Mr. Clark who was driving the car in the front.
He was already very baffled about the situation when Zenith had asked him to arrange unbreakable handcuffs earlier, but it didn’t cross his mind that Zenith would be using them to tie his arm with another handso and pretty-looking young boy who had similar strong and sturdy physique just like Zenith. Besides, he didn’t fail to observe either that Zenith was pretty desperate to keep that boy by his side, even if it was forcibly.
Mr. Clark continued to keep his watch on Zenith through the front mirror, but he panicked when he saw Kylian violently aiming a punch through his unleashed left hand toward Zenith’s face.
Quickly acting on his instincts, Zenith dodged the attack by blocking his punch with his other arm, while a serene smile curved his lips, "Oh my! Just a while ago you looked so cute while sleeping quietly like a docile kitten, but now you are going crazy again after waking up, huh? Trying to throw a punch at my face...that’s a pretty wild attempt I must say..."
"CUT THE BULL CRAP, YOU LOUSY KIDNAPPER!!" Fuming in rage and frustration, Kylian growled at him while trying to unleash his curled fist from Zenith’s grasp.
But realizing that Zenith’s physical stamina wasn’t sothing to be taken lightly, while he struggled to unleash himself, Kylian vented out his grudge, "YOU BROKE THE DOOR TO BARGE INSIDE THE BATHROOM WHEN I WAS TAKING MY SHOWER LIKE A DIRTY PERVERT AND INJECTED SOTHING ON MY THIGHS! I CAN’T BELIEVE IT...DID YOU DARE TO KIDNAP AFTER KNOCKING OUT? WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU TAKING WITH YOU NOW?
"HOW DARE YOU TIE UP MY HANDS WITH THIS FUCKIN’ HANDCUFF! YOU ARE FRUSTRATING SO MUCH THAT I FUCKIN’ WANT TO MURDER YOU! TAKE IT OFF OR I WILL BREAK IT!"
Barely releasing his other arm from Zenith’s grasp, Kylian desperately pulled the handcuff with his other arm, but it wasn’t just an ordinary steel handcuff, but it was made of tungsten, the strongest tal in the world! Despite applying his brute force and strength to break it apart, the cuff didn’t get any slightest damage which made Zenith finally explain after watching his efforts.
"I am glad that you realized it sooner that I have kidnapped you. I had to inject that to make you unconscious and yes, I am taking you sowhere important. You will find it out soon, we are almost halfway there. And besides, the handcuffs won’t break no matter how much you would try to pull it apart.
"In the worst case, you might end up breaking off your wrist if you keep trying deliberately. Unless you want to injure yourself, I prefer you should be a bit calm now. But I am very satisfied, Mr. Clark prepared the exact high-quality handcuff I had told him to bring here."
Amazed by his calmness while Kylian was panicking the hell out of , hearing his words made Kylian glower at Mr. Clark who flinched when their eyes locked at each other in the front mirror.
Clenching his jaws, Kylian growled, "Yo Mister...Did you provide this fuckin’ strong handcuffs to this crazy pervert so that he could tie up here!? I can’t believe...you seed like a gentleman but you were in the sa team with this lunatic!? Are you a damn old pervert too!?"
For his entire life, Mr. Clark had devoted himself solely to looking after the Agastya family. While serving Dolemort, he was mindful enough to look after Zenith from when he was just a small child, most importantly regarding Zenith’s mother’s last wish.
Amidst all his sincerity, Mr. Clark didn’t bother to look for love or a partner despite uncountable approaches, especially because everyone out there was srized by his Puritan-like character, as an earnest gentleman.
But after his thirty years of dedication, being labeled as an old pervert by a young boy who the Young Master was actually kidnapping badly hurt Mr. Clark’s pride.
However, not standing in the position to defend himself as he had truly helped Zenith in get the boy out of the Academy, Clark stayed silent while frowning on his own, ’This is terribly humiliating... I prefer to die rather than being called out as a pervert...’
"Mr. Clark is a total gentleman, and honestly, he was against helping in this at first. However, I know he will obey my decision no matter what it is. Everyone whom I wanted to control until now has obeyed or submitted to after being scared of ...except you."
Zenith jumped in Clark’s defense while sounding a bit sulky towards Kylian. Zenith poked his finger on Kylian’s pointed nose tip as his dark eyes rolled mysteriously on him when he spoke, "Why are you so different from everyone I have ever t? I don’t get it, no matter how I tried, why won’t you feel at least a bit intimidated by ?"
"Because rotten bullies like you disgust ! There’s no way in hell I would be intimidated by you!" The more he gazed at Zenith’s calm face, the more it irked Kylian’s frustration as he grumbled aloud at him.
Yanking away Zenith’s finger from touching his face, Kylian took a quick glance around him inside the car. The speed of the car was quite fast, and the doors were locked from the inside, and despite his trying to click the buttons, as expected it was of no use.
"Stop it! Stop the car right here! I won’t go anywhere with you...Let go back to the Academy! I...I will complain about you to the Principal!"
In a frustrated loud pitch, Kylian shrieked frantically while Zenith’s rolled gaze was intensively locked on him. Kylian even gazed towards Mr. Clark and grunted aloud at him, "Hey you, Mister! Stop the car right now! Let go...you can’t take away against my will! This is the violation of moral rights!"
"Yeah, I know, I am violating your moral rights at this mont. But the car won’t stop until we reach our destination." However, in a calm tone, Zenith responded despite watching Kylian act frantically.
"I knew you would try to behave this way the mont you woke up, so you see it was quite necessary to tie with using the handcuff. Do you know how hard it was for to even dress you up when you were unconscious?"
Zenith’s answer struck his mind quickly as Kylian realized he was wearing a branded turtleneck t-shirt and blue denim, despite of he was supposed to be putting on what Stephan had lent to him.
Zenith was still in his soaked wet clothes from before which happened when he had pinned him under the shower, but watching himself wearing those clothes made him murmur, "These...These aren’t what Stephan had lent to ..."
"Of course, they aren’t. Did you think I would let you wear that Todor bastard’s clothes?" Zenith’s tone was riled up with jealousy this ti, as he shrugged, "I arranged these branded new clothes for you. However, thanks to your stubbornness I am still wearing the wet clothes from before and it feels shitty.
"But hey, look, I made sure to dress you up properly before bringing you outside. Shouldn’t you give at least a little bit of praise?"
"You...dressed up yourself?" However, his frustration was overwheld with embarrassnt as Kylian repeated Zenith’s words before grumbling with his rolled ocean eyes.
As expected Zenith was quick to catch on the hint that Kylian was emphasizing, as he deliberately teased him more, "Yes, well, I did take a good look at your fair white naked body as I dressed you up myself. I had already seen everything last night, but your body was really soft to touch. Being covered by the marks I had left on you last night, do you realize you have beco prettier, sweetie?"
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