What Turned You Into A Villain Chapter 3

The tie went around the fragile neck and down the back. The young man's hands were wrapped behind his back, and finally the tie was tied into a beautiful bow between his hands.

Not tight, but there's no way to get free.

Caleb stared with a pair of innocent eyes and was still a little dazed when she was thrown onto the bed.

He didn't know how things had developed to this point, tie bondage play?

He had heard of this kind of play and had seen Lucas tying people up, but most of those tied up were women, and there were also a few boys. However, without exception, those people would make strange noises from their mouths.

As their shouts get louder, Lucas will become more excited, but he has no idea what will happen next. When Lucas is doing his business, a mosaic will appear in front of him.

So this kind of thing can be done not only between lovers, but also between good brothers?

Caleb was lying on his back on the bed. A dark green tie was tied around the young man's fair body, and there were bright sheets underneath him.

The ultimate blend of colors is a visual enjoyment.

Ethan's Adam's apple rolled up and down, but he just stared at Caleb for a moment and did nothing. He even hugged Caleb in the middle of the big bed and pulled the quilt to cover him.

"I'm going out now. I'll try to be back within three hours. I've locked the door outside. There's water in the room, and the bathroom is behind the door behind you."

"Be good during this time, and we'll talk about everything when I come back."

This time Ethan did not stop and walked away briskly, but his steps were not as steady as when he came, and he felt heat under his body.

Even though this was Caleb's first time as a human, he could sense that something was wrong.

His ideal start would be to eat and drink with friends, do whatever he wanted, and even hug each other and tell each other what he had missed over the past ten years.

Even if our feelings have faded, we were friends after all, and it shouldn't be like this now.

So he was imprisoned as the legend goes? And he was imprisoned by his best friend!

When the tie was pulled off, a button on the collar fell off. Ethan reached out and pulled off the second button. He adjusted his clothes in front of the glass.

The neatly ironed shirt was tucked into the trousers, giving a sense of abstinence when viewed from behind, but there were two buttons missing from the collar, revealing a piece of wheat-colored skin. The mysterious V-bone silently exuded temptation, making people want to tear off his shirt.

When the Maybach drove out, several people in the yard saw Ethan's outstanding face through half of the car window.

The tips of several people's noses were red from the cold, but the middle-aged man lowered his head even lower with a look of respect on his face.

Nancheng has developed well in recent years. As a leading large company, Si Group is well-known throughout the country and has many overseas branches. Ethan met with several people in the morning, and after signing the documents, he did not go out for dinner with those people.

The assistant came in with a tablet in her hands, wearing high heels: "Mr. Si, is lunch still the same as before?"

Ethan stood in front of the French window with his back to her. Not far away was the city's landmark building with a huge logo on the top of the tower. He said in a deep voice: "Under what circumstances can we not find out a person's identity?"

Assistant: "Agent."

After saying that, she slapped her lips twice and quickly apologized: "Sorry, Mr. Si, I read too many novels."

"They should be confidential personnel. I heard that some scientific researchers in our country do not have identity information, and their mobile phones are also specially customized."

As an assistant, she always knew things that others didn't know. She stole a glance at the president, but unfortunately she didn't have X-ray vision, so she didn't know what the other person was thinking.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Are those people looking for you again? Do you want me to go and say hello?"

Ethan: "No, just order food for me, same as usual."

The assistant responded and just tapped twice on the tablet when he saw his boss suddenly turn around and walk out: "Send it to your home, and also order one more D spicy hotpot, slightly spicy without sesame sauce, and send it to the manor."

He walked hurriedly as if he had something urgent to do. The assistant chased after him, but before she could say anything, she saw the boss had already entered the elevator. He was so fast that she didn't even have time to say a word.

"You're so anxious about the sudden change in taste. Is there a goblin in your family?"

The assistant's words hit the mark.

On the way, Ethan turned on the room surveillance camera and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the person was still there. However, just as he breathed a sigh of relief, his pupils dilated instantly after catching a glimpse of certain images.

The situation in the yard remained the same. Those who needed to stand continued to stand. The housekeeper came out of the greenhouse with some documents in his hand.

"Master, I think we should call the police. These are..."

The servant took Ethan's coat. He didn't even look at the papers. "No need to check anymore. You can't find out his identity."

Key: "Ah? You mean..."

Ethan narrowed his eyes: "Skynet is everywhere. He can live well without an identity. In addition, he keeps silent about the past, which shows that his identity is extremely special and even involves confidentiality."

"Only key national talents can meet these conditions."

The housekeeper thoroughly: ...

The takeaway arrived home almost at the same time as him, and the servant's expression was equally interesting when he brought the spicy hot pot. The low-quality soup box was wrapped in a plastic bag, and the smell of additives was everywhere.

When the things were handed over, the servant deliberately winked at the butler, trying to give him time to take his boss to the hospital to have his brain checked.

Unfortunately, the butler didn't see his expression. He followed Ethan upstairs and said, "Master, besides key talents, there is another situation that can also cause doubts about one's identity."

Ethan disagreed: "Yes, I know, someone from the Security Bureau."

"You go out first, don't come over unless necessary."

Ethan carried the lunch box and chased people away with an unhappy look on his face.

The butler left, his steps slightly unsteady, and he looked very bad. He managed to save himself by saying, "But didn't you say you were going to punish him this morning?"

Ethan's impatience deepened, and he pointed at the lunch box in his hand: "Giving him roadside food and ruining his stomach, isn't this a punishment?"

...

No one dared to go up to the second floor without Ethan's order. The corridor was quiet, and the click of unlocking the door was unusually prominent.

Inside the door, Caleb sat cross-legged on the bed with his back straight. He stared at Ethan straight, and when he didn't say anything, he looked like a sculpture.

"Ethan, let's talk," Caleb said quietly, "According to the law, I have the right to personal freedom and equality. You cannot restrict my freedom. I want to go out."

Ethan put the things on the bedside table and untied the knot of the plastic bag with his slender fingers. From this angle, Caleb could see the other person's superior profile lines.

"I want to go out," he complained again, "I thought we were friends, and friends should not restrict each other's freedom."

The box was opened, the fragrance spread out, and Caleb's stomach growled a few times.

He went to the toilet once this morning and spent the rest of the time exercising in the room. Although he couldn't go out, scientific research shows that a person's daily exercise volume should be no less than 6,000 steps. In order to make his body look good, he can also assist with anaerobic exercise.

It's normal to feel hungry after exercising.

Caleb's back softened a little, he stretched his head towards the food, and said unforgivingly: "Let me go out when you are full."

"You have a point," Ethan broke open the chopsticks and handed them to Caleb. His face was calm, "but the premise is that we are friends. Don't you think we are, Caleb?"

With a clatter, Caleb's chopsticks fell to the ground. He looked at Ethan in horror, his voice trembling: "Are we not friends anymore?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to be my best friend for life?"

Is this the lie that Lucas told? Don't trust anyone's words about a lifetime, no one can guarantee that they will not change their mind.

The more Caleb thought about it, the more worried he became. If he lost even his good friends, then what was the point of choosing this world?

"Haha," Ethan stared at him and laughed softly.

He broke open a pair of chopsticks and handed them over, then touched the back of Caleb's head with his left hand. The young man's hair was soft and fluffy like a cat's.

The distance between the neck and the hand was only ten centimeters. As long as he moved his hand gently downwards, he could control the man's throat. Looking further down, Ethan saw the red marks on the young man's waist, which were left by him in the morning.

"Caleb wants to be my friend for life?" Ethan asked.

"Yes, of course I do," Caleb replied immediately: "Ethan, you said we would be good friends for life."

Ethan nodded, then smiled and said, "But I regret it."

Caleb's eyes widened: "Ah?!"

Ethan refused to say anything. He stepped back and stood aside with his arms folded: "Eat it. Junk food is harmful to your health."

Caleb had suffered enough setbacks and was in urgent need of food to comfort himself. He thought this was probably what humans meant by eating something to reward yourself when you are in a bad mood.

He picked up a piece of beef with chopsticks and chewed it 15 times before swallowing it.

Scientific research shows that you should chew your food 10-20 times each time you eat, so he chose a middle value of 15.

If you observe carefully, you will find that the frequency of his eating is always the same, including the amount of food he picks up with each chopstick, which is a fixed value. Ethan watched for a while and became more certain of his guess.

Thinking of this, his smile deepened. Ethan suddenly lowered his voice. He was like the wolf grandmother who tempted Little Red Riding Hood, casting a trap on her prey: "Caleb, do you want to be friends with me?"

Caleb nodded heavily, with a look of anticipation on her face: "Of course I do, I'm here just for you."

Ethan raised his eyebrows: "You came for me."

After Caleb finished speaking, he stuffed a spoonful of wide noodles into his mouth. He couldn't speak because there was something in his mouth. When his bright eyes looked at him, everything was said without words.

The room was large, 40 square meters, but there was nothing in it except the bed. Ethan's eyes swept through the room and finally landed on the young man's naked body because of eating. He kindly suggested: "Since you want to be friends with me, why don't you stay here forever?"

"I give you clothes to wear, food to eat, and I prepare everything you want to play."

Hearing this, Caleb stopped chewing, his eyes full of surprise, but Ethan's next words made him experience what humans call the double whammy of sorrow and joy.

Ethan: "The premise is that you have to let me lock you up and not break free~"

The upturned ending tone does not bring any sense of playfulness, but instead makes people's scalp tingle.