Running Blind

Title: Running Blind
Author: Midnighteyes
Pairing: Vin/Orlando. Orlando/?
Rating: R for strong language

Disclaimer: The characters that are in this story are fictional.. I'm not making any profite off this story. For entertainment only.

Summary: My life was never my own, for you see I was bought and paid for. I never had any choice in what he did to me, I was his slave.

Beta'd by: willys_digs
Special thanks to: Ylith for the banner it’s awesome….

Chapter 31

Brad’s eyes shifted left then right, anywhere but at the young man walking up the stairs in front of him. His mind running frantic at the thoughts of this boy-man, the one he sworn to protect, being his boss' lover. His mind just couldn’t wrap itself around the idea, this was ridiculous.

Brad’s mind was snapped out of his musing when he felt a tug on his pant leg. Glancing down, he saw a little fuzz ball tugging on his trousers. Smiling he reached down to pick up the puppy. Before he could grab the little pup, a cry ripped through the air.

Before Brad realized what happened, a blur of dark curls flew past him. He watched as Orlando bent down and gently picked up the puppy, fear radiating in his dark eyes as he looked up into Brad’s face. “He didn’t mean any harm,” Orlando stammered as he held the puppy close to his chest.

Brad stared deep into those dark phantom's eyes and it nearly broke his heart. “I wasn’t going to hurt him Orlan….. ah…. sir,” Brad stuttered but his words were soft and caring.

Orlando stared into Brad’s blue eyes and seen the truth the man spoke. Shifting the puppy, he felt trapped in those glaciers that were staring straight into his soul.

A cough interrupted the intimate scene that was forming between the two. Glancing at Sean who was watching the exchange, Orlando gave a little smile and headed back up the stairs.

Brad turned to follow Orlando up the stairs but caught the look on Sean face. “What?” Brad asked as he faced Sean.

“Nothing,” Sean said turning as he continued walking up the staircase.

Brad stared at Sean’s retreating back as he made his way up the stairs once more. He was confused at the look Sean gave him. There was no mistaking the look of jealously and hatred that was radiated out of those green orbs. What confused him was why?

“Are you coming?” the impatient voice of Sean’s floated to his ears.

Brad took the stairs two at a time until he caught up with the small group; his face was slightly red from embarrassment at being left behind. As they entered the main hall that leads to the master bedroom they were greeted by two guards.

“Is there always so many guards,” Brad asked before he was introduced to them.

“Always,” a soft voice answered.

Brad turned at the sound of the soft voice and saw Orlando’s soulful eyes staring at him.

At that moment Brad realized this boy was a prisoner. Nothing of course was said, but he could read it in the boy’s eyes as plain as if it were spoken. 'Fuck. What have I gotten myself into?'

“Come,” Sean said grabbing Orlando’s elbow gently. “Time is wasting.”

Sean was furious. He didn’t like the looks that were going on between Orlando and Brad. He would definately have a talk with Vin and the man was going to listen to him weather or not he wanted too.

Brad’s eyes narrowed as he watched Orlando being dragged away. For some reason an uncontrollable anger went through him when Sean grabbed the boy’s arm.

Shaking his head he followed them down the hall. He couldn’t figure out what the hell was wrong with him. He needed to snap out of this and quickly. Sean’s looks hadn't gone unnoticed to him.

The small group stopped in front of two beautifully carved oak doors that would lead them to the master bedroom.

Sean turned to look at Brad, “Under no circumstance does anyone enter this room unless it’s me, Vin or Ian. Is that clear?”

Brad looked at the young man standing beside Sean. It didn’t go unnoticed to him that Sean had put himself before Vin on his little list. 'Could he have feelings for the young man?' “Yes sir, I understand.”

“Good,” a cold voice said as Sean open the double doors.

The small group entered the bedroom. Orlando set the puppy down and walked toward the bed. He noticed his clothes laying out and picked them up, he made a face.

“Hurry Orlando, your party is about to start.” Sean’s voice was tender, but with a little hint of distaste, “Vin is waiting.”

Grabbing his clothes, Orlando walks into the master bedroom shutting the door behind him.

Hearing the door close drew Brad out of his trance. From the first moment he walked into the master bedroom, he was lost. “Damn this room is bigger then my whole house,” Brad muttered to himself.

Brad walked around the room fingered first one thing then another, eventually picking up a small statue that had caught his eye. It was a miniature of Orlando, but at the bottom a name was engraved, “Paris.”

“I advise you to put that down,” Sean voice was cold and flat.

Brad set it down with a thump, turning he faced Sean.

“Never touch anything in this room, do you understand,” green eyes bore into blue ones, “Most, if not all, is worth more then your life.”

Before Brad could answer, the bathroom door opened and Orlando stepped out. The boy looks back and forth between the two alpha males and could sense tension. “I’m ready,” Orlando soft voice filled the room.

“Come then Mr. Bloom,” Brad said as he walked up to the young man. “Let’s not make them wait for the birthday boy any longer.”

“Ok,” Orlando said as he turned and headed for the door.

Sean’s eyes narrowed as he watches Orlando and his so called body guard interact with each other, and he didn’t like it. Balling his fist at his side, Sean watches the easy flow running between them.

As Orlando walked out the door, Sean grabbed Brad’s arm. Turning, Brad looked at Sean, questions reflecting in his eyes.

“Make sure you do your job, or else,” Sean said pushing his way past Brad.

Brad stared at the broad back making his way down the hall. “What the fuck does that mean?”

Before Brad could follow, a little growl caught his attention. Looking down he saw the little puppy making his way to the door. Reaching down, Brad picked up the pup until they were eye level. “Oh no you don’t you little fur ball.”

The puppy growled, then reached out and licked Brad face, his little tail hitting Brad's arm.

“You’re a cute fellow,” Brad cooed.

“Are you done making out with the dog,” a cold voice interrupted.

Brad looked up and noticed Sean standing in the door way.

“You are here to work,” Sean smirked.

“Fuck,” Brad said setting the dog back on the floor. “What about the puppy,” Brad said as he started for the door and the puppy started to follow.

“Leave him. Better he is out of the way,” Sean said shutting the door behind Brad.

Both men heard a little growl then a bark.

“Don’t you think Orlando would want his puppy……”

“No,” Sean voice flat devoid of emotion, “You will understand how things work around here after you been here for a while. Now let’s go, Orlando is waiting for us at the end of the hall. God knows we mustn’t keep Vin waiting,” Sean sneered out the last part.

As both men walked down the hall, they could still hear little barks coming from the master bedroom

TBC..

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