Chapter 3: Owned.

“Liar, that's what you are”, Julian threw the ring across the room. Feeling furious and broken.

Caesar calmly stood up, picked up the ring and went upstairs. Leaving him alone in the room.

“Don't fucking leave me here, Caesar. You know I was going to demand answers”, he kept yelling. He knew Caesar would be hearing him from wherever he was.

Caesar comes back down.

“I would give you your answer if you pass this test”,

“Since, you want the truth. Give me control, submit yourself to me tonight”

Julian was hungry for answers, and Caesar knew this. The file, ring, brother's name.

“Fine”, he agreed.

Caesar goes in and comes back with a box. There was a collar in it. He fixed it on Julian's neck.

It had a “You are mine”written on it.

“Tonight, you are not Julian. You are mine and I control what's mine.”, he tugged at the chain of the collar.

“Come with me”, Julian was pulled into Caesar's study room. He let go of the chain and sat down on his chair.

“Walk to the door, crawl back towards me. Then place the chain into my hand. To show you've agreed to be my pet tonight. “

Julian obeyed every instruction like an obedient puppy, wanting his treat.

He knelt before Caesar as he took off his shoe and sock on one foot.

“Suck my toes”, Julian looked at him like he couldn't believe his ears.

“What are you waiting for, pet? Hurry up. You have to do what I say, remember?”

Julian took a deep breath before having Caesar toes in his mouth. Sucking them.

This was so humiliating, but he kinda liked it.

“You can do better, kid”, Caesar expressed dissatisfaction. Julian knew he had to do better.

Julian finally sat in Caesars laps while being fed grapes.

He didn't want them anymore and tried putting his face to the side. But Caesar pressed his thumb hard on his chin, putting his face in a place, then shoving grapes down his throat over and over again.

Caesar brought out a gun, hands it to Julian.

“Clean it up”

It felt so cold in Julian's hand as he cleaned.

“You know, growing up as a Mafia heir. I have seen death over and over again.”

“Trust is just a weakness. Humans are not to be trusted, don't even trust me, Julian”

Caesar goes on and on for hours. While Julian listened quietly.

“Good night, Julian. You had the gun in your hand. You could have easily shot at me, I wonder why you didn't?”

He closed the door behind him.

Even Julian wondered. If had the chance to kill Caesar, would he ?

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Julian was laying on his bed, still having the collar on.

He walked past a couple of bodyguards, they immediately bowed to him and walked away.

He wondered if it was the collar that made them do that.

He asked about Caesar but was told he wasn't home.

He went into a library, probably if he could find a book to read.

Suddenly after some minutes, he finds a secret door behind a bookshelf.

Immediately, he goes in if he could find anything before Caesar comes back.

He went through so many books. Coughing from dust that came from them.

He finally found something, a file labeled “Patrick”, and a USB drive. Quickly shoving it in his pocket.

He hears Caesar's voice behind him somewhere from the hallway.

“You just can't stop sneaking around, Julian?”, he chuckled.

He wasn't at the door yet. Julian rushed out another door but it wasn't long when he bumped into something hard.

It was Caesar, looking so furious.

“Oh Julian. Nice try”

SLAP….

Caesar's hand came down hard on Julian's face. Knocking him to the ground.

He crouched down, taking the USB drive from Julian.

He held Julian's face with his hand.

“Next time, I will do worse.”

He walked away.

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“Get dressed, you are to follow me to the banquet”, Caesar walked into the room with a maid, a tailored suit in hand.

“I don't want to”, Julian replied.

“We leave in thirty minutes, dear. I picked that suit for you”, ignoring Julian.

The door closed gently.

Julian wore the suit that came with a matching collar to it.

“You look so pretty, Julian”

“Tonight, everyone is going to know you are mine.”, he whispered into Julian's ears. He felt this tingling feeling.

The drive to the event location seemed quite long as Julian felt uncomfortable in the tight suit.

Getting down from the car, as they approached the building.

“You have to smile or they can smell your fear, Julian.”

Caesar paraded him all night like a trophy.

“Cute one you got there”, Julian received compliments from people. Making Caesar more possessive.

People stared and whispered, Caesar didn't care. He knew he had the prettiest boy in the room.

A tall man with blue eyes approached Julian. “You look like your brother before he's throat was cut off”

Julian turned to him shaking.

“Wh…at do you mean?”

Caesar appeared just in time, his hands on Julian's waist possessively.

“Hi Caesar, you never really let go. Do you?”, he laughed and walked away.

Caesar's facial expression changed, he was so damn furious.

“Who's he, Caesar?”Julian asked.

“He is nobody. Let's go home now”

“Why do you react like this?”, he asked calmly not to anger Caesar more.

Caesar held his face too hard.

“If you know what's good for you, you shut up and come with me. Unless, you could end up dead like your brother”, he spat.

Then dragged Julian to the car, slammed the door shut.