The Rogue System [BL] Chapter 263 - The ugly truth

Eric giggled walking past him. But the bartender grabbed him by his shoulders.

"What? I told you I can deal with it on my own. I’m not a kid," he stumbled, pushing the man away.

Two ghosts were beside him making out. He looked away instantly. "You see I am very well capable of taking care of myself." He mumbled, massaging his head.

’Why am I feeling so dizzy...’ he slightly slouched over holding his head.

"You had too much to drink," the bartender ca close. "Why don’t you rest in the staff room?" He pulled him and supported him.

Eric frowned, peering up at him.

In that dark corridor, he was not able to make out his face but weirdly he did not have a good feeling about this.

"Nah... I’m going ho..." he slurred, pushing him away.

"it’s too risky to travel like this," he said softly, pulling him close. This ti his hands were tightly clenching his waist.

Eric instantly knew what was going on. He was being coerced into going into a room.

He ntally rolled his eyes. ’This is annoying.’ He simply stomped his leg. But his strength failed him all of a sudden, making him stumble to the ground.

"Fuck, you almost took out. They didn’t tell you were strong." the man cussed grabbing a hold of his leg.

H could not move much of his body it was all numb and tingly. ’Fuck...’

Eric silently looked up at him. "Who?"

"That is none of your concern. Just be a good kid and follow okay," the man whispered in the softest tone.

Eric silently peered up at the ghost. They were looking at their spectacle gossiping amongst themselves. "So fucking annoying," he subtly touched his pocket. His phone was still with him.

Yuna and the bodyguards were very close. They would co to his rescue with just a call.

’I need to do this very subtly. Don’t know what this guy fed .’

He simply laid there with his arms under his head. ’ill just pretend to be piss drink to put him off slightly.’

"Get up!" the man pulled at him.

"No, I like it here. The ground is cold and the view is amazing." Eric pointed at the ghost above him. "You, I’ve been aning to ask. why are you guys even making out?"

"Huh?" the bartender frowned deeply. Without waiting for a reply, he started to drag him by his foot.

Eric simply slid behind him casually looking up at the ceiling. When the guy’s back was turned to him, he quickly took his phone out and frantically called Yuna’s contact.

The call went through.

He hurriedly placed it in his pocket.

"Ahh, why are you hurting ? Can’t you princes carry ... my back is all scratched up..." he slurred his words.

The ’bartender guy sneered. "Just shut up." he pulled him up and placed him on the small bed in the staff room.

His disgusting eyes road all over him.

"I can understand why they would want to capture you. Who wouldn’t want to fuck a fine man like you?"

Eric chuckled. "Hmm it’s because I’m fine that n co chasing for my ass...." He leaned against the cold sticky wall. "What can I do I’m so irresistible?"

The man just raised a brow. "Do you know what they will do to you?"

"What? fuck ? Hurt ? Kill ?" Eric chuckled. "Ah I don’t even care."

He subtly touched his pocket. He was starting to feel quite woozy as ti passes. Soon he might lose his consciousness.

As soon as he said that, the man’s disgusting hands started to roam over his body. "so, you don’t mind this."

"Che, not by you, you look like a cockroach." He spat on his face.

The man punched him. "Fucking bitch."

But this deterred his move. He hurriedly tied him up and called his accomplice to bring the car to the back door.

"You know my friend owns this place, right? How can you even take out? Magic?" Eric leaned forward and garbed him by his collar. "Or are you going to princess carry ~"

secretly he stuck a talisman on the underside of his coat and moved back.

The ghost in the room all started to move closer to the guy and cling to his back. they curiously looked his way.

Eric just winked at them.

the ’bartender’ suddenly fell to the ground holding his neck. "w-what.... what did you do?’

"Just sothing... fuck, my back really hurts..." Eric slid down to the ground and started to crawl to the ground.

Suddenly the door banged open, hitting his head.

"ow..." Eric moaned loudly. The door really hit him hard.

A pair of shiny leather shoes ca into vision.

’Is it his boss... fuck. I’m in bad luck.’

"Eric!" a strong pair of hands grabbed him by his shoulders and pulled him up.

Eric dazedly gazed at his face. "y-Yuri...."

’Is this really happening... no... why would he co here... I must be dreaming., what kind of drug did they give ...’ he leaned against his shoulders weakly.

The soft scent of his wafted into his nostrils. "You sll so good..." he nuzzled his nose against the soft fabric.

"What did they do to you?" he gently touched the back of his head.

Eric lifted his head and gazed up at him. Without a thought, he reached out and placed both his hands on his head. His fingers gently raked through his short coarse hair. "Why don’t you grow it long... it feels so good to touch."

Yuri froze under his touch.

Eric leaned close and cupped his face. suddenly the familiar face overlapped with Yuri’s face. He smiled softly, caressing his soft cheeks. "I missed you so much."

He hurriedly hugged him and clung to him. "Why did you co so late..."

"I’m here. don’t worry." A strong arm lifted him up. "I won’t allow anyone to hurt you."

"Hmmm Aaron, I love you so much."