Chapter１１

Whenhegothome,ChaninspentalldaywonderingifRunwasplayinghim,nottellinghimwhohewas,whathehadtodowithinfluentialpeople,andnottellinghimanythingabouthimself.It'slikepretendingtodrivehimcrazy.

AlthoughRandidn'tdoanythingthesedays,Idon'tknowwhyChaninawassothoughtfulthatshespentalldaywonderingwhattheotherpartywoulddotohimnext,althoughitwasabitunpredictable.AllIknowisthatRunregardshimasapawninaboardgame,andheistheonlymastermind.

ChesspiecesinWarcraftgame...

Itwasalsoanimportantpiece,foralltheothersweretakenawaybyLaneindifferently,andonlyheintendedtosaveitforthelast.

Butthetruthis,withoutwaitinguntiltheend,Lanecrushedhim...Slowly,painfully,gradually,weathered.

Theyoungmanshookhishead.Hedidn'twanttoseeLanesopessimistic.Atleastfortoday,Lanekepthispromise,althoughitwouldbehishonor.

Randwon'tbecruelanymore...

Chaninhopesso,andwhenMamorucomesoverandtellshertogetready,she'llbebacksoon.

Itwasnotlongbeforethechubbybodywaswashedaway,andheworehisrobeeveryday.Todayisthefirstdayofdinnerwithhishalfbrother.Tobehonest,hewasexcited,notbecausehewasexcitedforthefirsttime,butbecausehedidn'tknowwhatRunwasthinking.

Oritmaynotbecalledathriller,butratherathriller.

MamorutakeshimdownstairsasusualtothetableandseesthatRunisalreadywaiting.He'sstillwearingtoday'sclothes.Onlythesuitwastakenoff,leavingalong-sleevedshirtwithuntiedcufflinks.

Ididn'twanttoaskifitwasuncomfortabletodresslikethisathome,soIjuststoodandwatchedforawhileuntiltheotherpersonspoke.

"Comenearme."

Walkingforwardwithlonglegs,withoutstoppingrepeatedly,standingasideandreceivinganotherroundofinstructions.

"Sitdown."

Ofcourse,Chanindoesn'twanttobeallowedtositinachair.Thosewhoareorderedtositdownarekneelingontheground.Hesmiledashislargebodyfellknowingly.

"Starttaming,soyoudon'thavetoteachsomuch."

Chaninaccidentallyclenchedhisteeth.Hewasnotdocileandjustdidn'tseethebenefitsofresistance.Everythinghedidwasmean.

"Sir,areyougoingtostarteating?"

ChaninmentionsSuan,andhewantstomakethistimepassquickly,becausehedoesn'twanttospendmoretimewiththepeopleinfrontofhimthaneveryday.Usually,hewouldmeetinRan'sbedroom.Ifheiseatingeveryday,hewillfallintomoreembarrassment.Ifso,hisheartwillbreak.

ButRunhasorhasbeenwilling,hehaswantedthat,andhesmileswhenheseeshisbrother'stenacity.

"Whereareyougoing?Itoldyoutodaywe'recelebratingourbusinesstogether,spendingalittletimetogetherandnotrunningaway."

Chaninwassilent,hewasfrustratedbecauseRunknewhisthoughtsbeforeheheardthelaughterofthepeoplenexttohim,andthenhechangedthesubject.

"It'snothingformetobewithyou,justwanttogivegifts."

"Ihopethisisn'tyourgame."

Hismouthsaiditinvoluntarily,whichmadeAlantoncomedown,turnaroundandraisehishigheyebrows.

"Playinggames?DoyouthinkI'mplayinggameswhenItreatyoulikethis?"

ChanindidnotanswerormakeeyecontactwithRan,whostaredathimuntilhisbrothertookhiseyesaway.

"Ifyouthinkso,Ireallyliketotreatyoulikethis.It'scalledplayinggames."

ThenhewiggledhisfingerandtoldMamorunottoorder.Knowingwhatthebosswants,theotherpartydirectlygrabsthepaperbagonthetable.Chanindidn'tnoticewhereitwasatfirst,andaskedRantotakeitoutoftheboxinside.Openthelidandit'srightinfrontofyou.

"Hereisyourpresent,andIwasgladtobuyitforyou."

Hisslendereyesglanced,andhishandstrembled.Whathesawinfrontofhiseyeswasnotcalledagift,becausewhatwasinthecardboardboxlookedluxurious-abigdogcollarinblackleather.Helookedupandlookedstraightathisbrotherwithsterneyes.

"MyLord...areyoujoking?"

"Buyacollarformydocileslavewhateveryouplay.Oh,Iforgot.YoujustsaidIwasplayingagame.It'scalledagame.Petgame.Putiton.Letmeseeifitsuitsyou.Chooseforyourself."

JustlikethelaststrawinChanin'sconsciousnesswastornapart,hethoughtRunwouldnotbemorecruelatfirst,buthedidn'texpectRuntohavemorewaystohurthim.Thismakesayoungmanlosepatienceandforgetthathislifeisinthisman'shands.

"Doyoufinditinterestingtotrampleonotherpeople'sdignity?"

Withaflickofhisgreathand,hethrewintohishandwhatcontainedthecollarinthebox,andsecondslaterhewouldjumpinandhithisfistcompletelyintheface,firstpointingaguntothebackofhisheadifthesurroundingbodyguardsrushedin.

Hearingthesoundofhardobjectshittingtheskull,thebigmansuddenlystopped,andLaneraisedthebackofhisslightlyredhandandlookedatitcarelessly.

"IfyouaskmeifI'mfunny,youcananswerthatI'mfunny,andifyouseeyou'redesperatelikeadog,you'llbemoreinteresting."

Heacceptedthefactwithacalmattitude.Heturnedaround,smiled,andthenmotionedfortheotherbodyguardstograbChanin'sarm,pressitbehindhim,andkneelontheground.

"Butnowitisnofun,foryoudisobeyedmyorders.Youmustforgetthatyourlifewiththatbitchisinmyhands.Itisunwiseforyoutoconfrontme."

It'snotthatChanindoesn'tknowit'sunwisetodoso,buthispatienceislimited.Hehasstruggledtoputupwitheverymoveoverthepastweekaftersigningthatcrazycontract.Repeatedtramplingonhisdignitywillalsomakehisangerexplode.

Justlikenow,hestrugglestocontrolhisemotionsandnotmakethingsmorecomplicated.Hisangrybreathsummonedhissmilestrongly,andhepretendednottobeinterested.Henoddedandtoldhisconfidanttoputawayhiscollar,andthenheputitonhimdirectlywithoutthemaster'scommand.

"Don'tcomenearme,"Chaninthreatened,likeastraycat,wakingpeopleup.

"Obeytheyoungmasteranddon'tcomplicatethings,itwillbebadforyourself."

Theotherintroducedhimforamoment,andwhenherealizedhecouldn'tgetridofthebondageofthecapturedman,hecalmeddownandaskedMamorutoputacollaronhim.

Theleathercollarwastightlyaroundhisneck,andasthehooksclosed,Laneturnedandsmiled.

"Itlooksgood,likethosebig,untamedthingsthatcantakealongtimetotame."

Ofcourse,Chaninwillnotbetamed,norwillhebetamed,becausehecan'tescape!

"Well,sinceyouhaveacceptedmypresent,theneat."

Chaninwasn'tinthemoodforstuffinghisstomachalongtimeago.Hewantstogetoutofhere.Run'sinvitationdoesnotmeanthatheletsChaninsitatthetable,butasksthebodyguardtolockthehandcuffs.

Unconsciouslyboundagain,Chaninturnedinpanic,lookedangrilyatthehandcuffedmanbehindhim,andthenbegantoresistagain.Butlater,hewascaughtandkneltonthegroundmotionless.

"Youfuck!Stopfoolingaround!"

Unabletofighthisbodyguards,heyelledandstuffedfoodintohismouthunconsciously.Saranputherchopsticksintoherhandwithaterriblesmileonherface.

"Whatareyouplayingwith?I'mjustgivingyouameal."

"Iwon'teat!"

"Canyourefuseme?"

IknowverywellinmyheartthatthereisnowaytodisobeyRun'sorders.Intheend,IcanonlywatchRunpourthefoodonthetableintohisricebowlonebytwo.IfRun'sricebowlisnotadogbowl,Chaninmaynotfeelanything.

Thisbastard...That'stoomuch!

Icouldn'timaginehowmuchpatienceIhadtohavetoendureRun'sbehavior,hiseyesfixedstifflyontheyoungmaninthechair,lookingathimdistractedly.Rightinfrontofhimonthefloor.

"Eat,Iwillchoosethebest,anddon'tletmedown."

Ifthebodyguardstoppedpointingagunatthebackofhishead,Chaninwouldalmostresistagain,sohehadtobreathealltheairinhislungsandbenddowntoeatthebowl.Itisnowclearwhyhewashandcuffed.

That'swhy...ForRun'sfun.

Thetipofthetonguewasnotatallawareofthetasteofthefood,exceptforabittertastewhichpervadedhiswholebody,andalumpinhisthroatwhichresembledasob,butnotatthistimehedidnotwanttocry,forhewasdistressedbyhisfate.ButIwanttoputthatyoungface.

Hewatchedhisbrotherstoopdowntoeat,laughedhappily,andthenbegantodealwiththefoodinfrontofhim,lettingthisshamepervadethewholeroomuntildinnerwasover.