NUNEW'S POV

It was half past eleven at night when I left the house, locking the door behind me. Natasitt had been sound asleep for a while, completely ignoring our friend who was wandering around somewhere in the night.

I pondered for a moment whether to order a taxi or take a risk and borrow Nat's car without asking. Considering the seriousness of the situation, I chose the latter option, for which I would definitely have to explain myself tomorrow morning.

"Kilen..." I thought of that one word that I despised so much. Unlike P'Zee, I'm not the type of person who hangs out in such places. "Kilen" disgusts me. I was there only once and had no intention of ever crossing the threshold of that place again. I was convinced by a group of my college friends to go there, agreeing only because one of them happened to have a birthday that day. I really have a bad memory of that outing. It ended with some girl spilling a tiny glass of red wine on my white shirt to show her dissatisfaction, because I declined her dance invitation. My friends were also very drunk and I struggled to get each of them into a taxi, maneuvering through a crowd of intoxicated people.

Today marked the day when I had to shatter my comfort zone and willingly reappear here. The bouncer at the entrance looked at me suspiciously. Perhaps I wasn't dressed appropriately for such an occasion. When Nat told me that Zee had disappeared, I grabbed a hoodie on my way, and just as I stood in my tracksuit and my favorite plain white T-shirt, I left the apartment. Admittedly, not the most thought-out outfit for an upscale nightclub.

- Give me trouble, and you're out. Got it? - The muscular man standing by the gates warned me before actually letting me in.

Loud music, cigarette smoke, the scent of sweaty bodies... The mix of the night hit me with the first step right into the gateway of hell. I stumbled slightly, unaccustomed to the noise, the neon lights, and the stroboscopic flashes flickering into my eyes.

- Are you lost, little one? - I froze upon hearing a stranger's whisper in my ear. Without looking in his direction, I confidently moved forward or at least, I wanted to move forward, but a hand resting on my waist effectively prevented me from doing so.

- Let go! - I growled, staring the speaker straight in the eyes. I couldn't afford to show fear at this moment. Hesitating could get me into trouble.

I breathed a sigh of relief as the much older man bypassed me and went on his way. I wanted to blend into the crowd, but against the backdrop of others in shirts and jackets, I stood out noticeably. I'm an easy target for fetishists with a "daddy" kink, as my age and innocent appearance combined with usual clothing practically invite someone to take an interest in me.

I don't need to worry about advances from women. The female part of the crowd was avoiding me by a wide margin, trying to find the sexiest, richest, most muscular man in the crowd... In other words, my persona doesn't fit their standards.

I have to be careful because the last thing I'd want is to feel something hard pressing against my backside, and in a crowd like this, close encounters are not hard to come by.

I pushed my way through the crowd and with little success tried to spot the reason for my arrival.

I felt dizzy for a moment. From an excess of emotions, heat spread across my body, and my legs refused to cooperate.

- I've got you. This time, you're falling right into my hands.

- Leave me alone! - Hearing the voice of the sleaze I had recognized earlier, I instantly snapped back to reality.

- You owe me a drink. Don't you think it's appropriate to thank the person who saved you from falling?

- I'd thank a gentelman, not necessarily a pick-up artist. - I responded proudly, hoping this time he wouldn't decide to detain me. The truth is that my strength is nothing compared to his clearly defined physique.

- Wait... You don't have to be afraid of me... - The man began to approach me, cutting off my escape route.

- You're really tense... - He placed a paw on my back and shamelessly slid it towards my waist.

- I have something that will help you relax... - His hand found mine and pressed something into my palm... well, what is it?

- It's just a candy... I promise nothing bad will happen to you. Quite the opposite... You'll experience a lot of good, you just have to trust me. Come on baby, give it a try...

- APO!!! I'VE BEEN LOOKING FOR YOU EVERYWHERE! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU ROAMING WHEN I NEED YOU?! HOW'S BUSINESS... - A man in a designer suit approached the two of us. Seeing a teenager (read: me) holding a candy (read: pill) in his open hand, he stopped mid-sentence. He probably didn't expect to see such a sight. I suspect the treats I had at my fingertips weren't meant for me. I closed my eyes, realizing that I was in the wrong place at the wrong time.

- Apo Nattawin! - The suited man, worth a few grand, addressed my captor, pretending not to see me.

- You were supposed to entertain our VIP guests. Tell me, where is that brat hiding the blue ribbon? I don't see it on his wrist, perhaps you should have searched more thoroughly?

- Boss, I...

- I'm letting you go. Too many times your uncontrollable antics have put me in danger.

- Please, sir... - I timidly raised my gaze. I had no idea how to talk to a mob boss, but he was probably my last and only lifeline.

- Truth be told, I shouldn't even be here. I just... - I started hesitantly...

- It's good that you're aware of that. - The man interrupted my words. I wasn't sure if I should speak up again.

- I promise that whatever I saw today won't leave the walls of this building. Sir, you'll forgive me, but I'm looking for someone who also shouldn't be here. Is there a chance you could help me locate him? - I asked hopefully, wishing he would take pity on me and use his big-shot powers to help me find my friend.

- Come with me. You'll describe who you're looking for, and we'll figure something out. - Despite being a dangerous individual, he's surprisingly friendly towards me. Or could this be a trick? A red flag flashed in my mind, but it was already too late to turn back. He led me through the corridors to a part of the club that only a few had access to. We stopped in front of an entrance that opened with a special magnetic card.

Upon entering the VIP area, I felt very awkward. The atmosphere in this room was different from what I had seen a moment ago.

In this zone, red colour dominated. The music was sensual. Waitresses walked around in high heels and skimpy black lace dresses, while waiters were dressed in elegant Oxford shoes and black trousers with suspenders clinging to their oiled, muscular torsos.

The room was divided into sectors. Each had comfortable leather sofas with small tables and an open view of the center of the room, where the main attraction of the evening was placed: in cages to the music naked men writhed, and women, partially stripped danced on poles.

- Enjoy it, kid, while you have the chance. You won't get another one like this. - The man who had brought me here laughed when he noticed how flustered I turned my head away.

I didn't know where to look, because wherever I looked, my eyes were attacked by live pornography. Having to fix my gaze somewhere, I focused on two boys who looked about my age. I don't know if I want to know how they ended up here.

One of them had a black satin blindfold on which took away his sense of sight, and for some reason, he caught my attention the most. The other boy unbuttoned the other's shirt without hesitation and kissed his exposed skin.

- Do you want to join? A one-in-a-million opportunity, as we're heading in that direction. - I heard laughter beside me as I quickly declined with a shake of my head and lowered my gaze to my sneakers, feeling overwhelmed.

We reached the table. The man sat on the couch, separating the two boys who were passionately kissing each other.

He placed his hand on the thigh of the boy whose eyes were covered. He slid it higher dangerously close to the fly. With his other free hand, he pulled his neck closer and sucked on his neck, leaving a red mark. I heard a quiet moan escape from the younger one's mouth. The older man suddenly grabbed his shoulders and forced him to kneel between his legs. He slid off his elegant pants, revealing boxer shorts from the latest Armani collection.

- Meet Build. He's my fiancé. - He nodded towards the boy sitting on his right, who was currently leaving wet kisses on his collarbones.

- Sir, I... I'm looking for someone named...

- ...at this moment, you're my guest. Don't you think I have the privilege to ask questions first? What's your name?

- NuNew... - I answered truthfully, looking around uncertainly as the sight in front of me was becoming more awkward with each passing second.

- NuNew? I've heard that somewhere before. So... I'm Bible, and I'm the owner of this club.

- Mmm... Yes... That's how it's good... - The Bible attracted the younger boy's head with a blindfold so tightly, that he choked on the penis being forcefully pushed into his throat.

- Suck it! - He snapped at the younger boy, who was trying to catch his breath.

- P', going back to my question. It's about my best friend, who has probably lost his way here...

- ...quietly, NuNew... give me just one more minute...

- Oh, yeeees... - The man moaned drawn out, pulling closer the kneeling boy in front of him, all of this in front of my eyes.

- No! Don't turn your head! Swallow every last drop, you little slut! - He shouted and pressed his penis even deeper, not allowing the younger one to make any movement. I saw a few tears escaping from under the black fabric of the blindfold...

- Good boy... - He stroked his head, but when the boy tried to stand up... he was again pushed back down to his knees on the floor...

- I'm looking for Zee. Do you know anyone by that name?

- Zee? Hmmm... I don't recognize... - Bible looked at me with an amused gaze, pushing the boy beneath him, so the boy fell in front of him and supporting himself with his hands.

- P'ZEE?!!! - I yelled when I spotted the young man's shirt sliding slightly off his shoulders, revealing a tattoo of a koi fish inked in black on his left shoulder blade.

- Zee... - I whispered to myself, trying to hold back the tears welling up in my eyes...

I approached, lifting the dark-haired guy from his knees. I turned him toward me and removed that damned piece of fabric from his eyes...

- Yes, he's the one I'm looking for! - My hands clenched into fists, and my voice was unnaturally low...

- So funny... Everything would match, but nooo... It's impossible! I know I've heard the name NuNew somewhere before. I'm remembering it now, but... looking at you, that little slut... - He pointed his finger at my friend, and I boiled with anger upon hearing the derogatory term he used to describe P'Zee...

- ...That slut must know some other NuNew, because it's impossible that he would whimper your name while being beneath me...

I wanted to jump at  him and punch that ugly face of his, but I knew I wouldn't stand a chance. I'm smaller and weaker than him. Besides, with a single gesture of his hand, the bouncers would appear here, and without batting an eye, they would kill me in an instant. My hair stood on end when I realized the dangerous environment my Hia was caught up in...

- P'Zee... We're leaving. I'm taking you out of here. Zee, can you hear me? - The boy didn't budge. His eyes were unfocused, and his pupils dilated...

- What did you give him, Bible?! - I shouted in frustration when I realized that Hia was under the influence of some drug. One or maybe several... God knows.

- You're a lousy best friend if you don't even recognize who I am. - The man chuckled, avoiding an answer.

- I don't care. You're some sick bastard taking advantage of innocent people!

- Ah, so you don't care that I'm actually your friend's ex-boyfriend. I never did anything without his consent. He came to me for what he got. Don't worry, nothing bad will happen to him... Well, that kind of depends on you now. You'll find out what I mean when you get home. And now, forgive me. You took away me and Build's favorite toy, so we'll have to entertain ourselves. You two can leave now. Oh, and when your best friend wakes up, please tell him not to come to me anymore when he has a problem. As for you, NuNew, good luck for tonight. Need a little something to relax? I think it could come in handy. I'll give you a complimentary one.

Bible and Build got up from the couch and headed towards the bar, leaving us alone.

- P'Zee... Darling... - Tears streamed down my cheeks. I wiped my thumb and with disgust, I scraped a bit of dried semen from the corner of Zee's mouth.

- It's all right now. We're going home... - I sighed and led him out of Club Kilen, where my friend's foot had stepped for the last time. I'll personally make sure, that Zee never finds himself in a place like this again...

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TO BE CONTINUED ♡

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