{ ADAM'S OFFICE

@♥ Adam "Something...well, that would be my plain right of freedom. I don´t need another reason, also, I would prefer to freeze to death on the streets than to live in a place that belongs to an idiot like you. Breathing the same air as you is punishing enough, I don´t need to face even more strangers for that." he didn´t even want to imagine what this 'job' would be, he would probably have to sleep with strangers or entertain them in any other way and he really wasn´t eager to do such a thing. He was still a but so far that fact had never bothered him before, okay, maybe a bit, but he was still young and he had always thought that he would have plenty of time before he would find a partner. "Why would I care about your past, I don´t want to become a person like you and I don´t think that money will make me happy anyways so why would I want to be rich. Having money only brings problems..." he really didn´t want to be rich, all he ever wanted to do was to travel around the world. He could just walk, it would take a long time but it was a dream of his and that didn´t matter to him. "I don´t want to be loved by a bunch of people that I don´t know and I´m not a part of this mansion so cut your speech, it´s not fitting at all" scoffing, the younger shook his head softly "so what, your furniture may be more expensive but it doesn´t matter to me, I just want things to work,who cares how it looks." of course such a freak like Adam would care, he really as a weirdo "So you admit on being a fool, good to know. Everyone knows that, a lot of charity companies use that fact to get the money of all the people who seem to have too much after all" as if the poor kids in africa ever saw even a penny of it, pathetic people who believed that "You know that you just lied to yourself, right? You say no one would give me anything, yet here you are offering me this crap and wanting me to take it, forget it er" shrugging, Dylan scoffed "Your parents must have been so proud of you" his voice was dripping of sarcasm right there but he didn´t even try to cover it up. "I bet you won´t even go to their funeral" he didn´t know that the others mother was dead already, he didn´t know anything about this guy. "Wow, all those names really fit, congrats" Seeing how the other send his men out to him Dylan tried to scoot away but he had no chance. Wincing in pain as punch after punch hit him he cowered on the ground, trying to shield his head with his arms as the guards now continued with kicking him.

@♦ Dylan "Well, you must have this wish because of /something/. Doing nothing on street or doing nothing in a warm and cozy place .. I don't see the difference." The boy was being a kid refusing his offer just to refuse it, not even considering the good points he had to stay here. He shrugged at the boy, "when I was sixteen I was already on my way to get rich ..." he grinned to the boy, he had so much more value than the boy. He had dreams, big dreams, while the boy looked like he had none. So what was bad in using a dreamless boy to serve a big cause like his? "Of course you are smart kid!" a little lie wouldn't hurt anyone right? "Here you won't have to focus on anything at all~" he said with a bewitching voice. "My customers will love you only because of who you are. Not even what you do, just because you're part of this mansion." Adam raised again his hands to show the room around, and yet this was nothing compared to all the other rooms. "I can't help but to agree with you on that point, rich people are fools. Robbing their money is so easy to do." He smirked to the boy, but he wouldn't say more to him. In the end, not that much people knew about the true him. "No one will ever give you anything. You have to take it. So you have to take that chance I'm giving to you." Adam up an eyebrow at what the boy said after, "because who doesn't die alone? I'm sorry but that's plain stupid. When you die, you die. Alone that is. Would it change anything with someone at your side? I doubt that" he said looking at his nails, maybe he should change it soon for another color. "But if it makes you feel better, please think like that." He chuckled looking back at the boy. "Hmmm..." Adam acted like he was thinking about it, trying to remember something, "I got called a lot, , beggar, bastard, rotten, but never big ..." he offered a soft smile to the boy. What people called him didn't mattered. If one had to care about what people said about them, they would be so miserable, and Adam had refused to be since he had been old enough to think by himself. "Alright, I won't force you to say yes to my proposition." He said softly and snapping his fingers, the two men guarding the door approached the boy and started beating the young boy while Adam just kept watching the little show that was put in front him.

@♥ Adam "Shut up, I don´t want to get out because of my family, I want to get away because it is MY wish" why did everybody always assume that whatever he did was always for someone else? "Don´t mock me just because I´m single..you only have your mirror so you aren´t really better off than me. Also, I´m only sixteen, not everyone has a job at this age, we may not have had that much money but we weren´t poor..and school was never really a place for me anyways. My teacher all agreed that I was smart, I just can´t focus on their lessons." at least not without his medication that was supposed to help him with that problem. It having to take pills but he just didn´t want to get teased because of his troubles. That also was one of the reasons why he hated school that much, he just couldn´t help but to feel unwanted there, the kids didn´t like or respect him so he decided that there was no need to show them respect as well. "Most fools are rich, I don´t know a thing about you, who knows, your parents could have given you the money and place it would surprise me though to find out that your parents gave you anything" who would like such a self centered kid in the first place, the parents would have been better off with just giving him away to an orphanage or something, as long as the place got a mirror the other probably wouldn´t care after all. "No one would want to be close my mother, it seems you don´t know them that well after all" his parents were alcoholics and they could be pretty abusive once they were drunk, everyone who knew them made sure to keep distance to them at all cost. "You seem to have big dreams but I really don´t think that you are going to make money due to my work, just give up on that hope already." of course this didn´t surprise the younger, it would have been weird to find out that the other would have any friends after all. "I see, well, it´s good to know that someone like this will die all alone and unloved, it makes me feel all warm inside~" smiling cockily he raised his head slightly "Sorry to shatter your hope Bob, but this is so not going to happen, I´m not sure what things you smoke but it´s probably not good for you. At least your brain is small enough for it to not matter if it would shrink some more" he teased before making a disgusted expression after seein how the other sent him the flying kiss "I guess just dumb then..." looking at the bodyguards he frowned, they really were a problem, he knew that he would be no match for them but there had to be a way out of here, right? "You are one big , did anyone ever tell you this before?" staring at the piece of paper again he shook his head, he would find a different way out, there had to be one. "No. That´s my final answer."

@♦ Dylan Adam chuckled at the boy's sharp tongue before bowing in an aristocratic way. He loved to play so much, and the game this boy was proposing him sounded like a lot of fun. "If you don't make me money, you at least can make me laugh with your big dream of freedom. I wonder what's so amazing outside that you want so badly to go back to it... a girlfriend ? Or a boyfriend ? Your lovely family ? An amazing job or good grades in school ? There's so many possibilities I wonder what it is." he chuckled going back to his desk for the last time, he sat on it and looked at the boy from afar. "You see, I have a really big heart. I like to take in people with no future, just like you. So if ever they.. unfortunately of course, disappear from the surface of the Earth, no one would miss them or look for them. I don't accept any gift. I may look like a fool to you, but I know how to make good money, or I wouldn't have earn this mansion in the first place." Adam kept looking at the boy, he knew damn well the little game he tried to play on him, but here it was his mansion, his playground, if the boy wanted to play, he would have to play by his rules. He grinned wider hearing the boy didn't want to give any pieces to his family. "So I guess it's not to go run to your mother's skirt that you want to go out so badly." If being asked, Adam would sure confess he didn't want to keep the boy, who clearly didn't want to work for him. But seeing him starving for his freedom so strongly, it was way too much fun to let the boy go. "I'm not thinking you will work for me, I am sure of it!" here again Adam chuckled, "of course the mirror is my best friend. Do I need anyone else than myself? I managed well to get this wealthy by myself. Who needs friends ?" he asked, not really caring about the answer he would get at this one question as his opinion was already stopped over it. "That's the thing Dora, you will want to become what I want you to be. But please, keep thinking I'm stupid so you won't ever take me seriously as a real threat." Adam kept chuckling, having so much fun right now, he kissed two of his fingers and send a flying kiss to the kid. "For you to tell me if I'm that dumb or a good actor." Since the beginning Adam was wearing the same smile, which he wanted to be friendly and caring, yet without hiding that he was clearly hiding something behind this appearance. "We will see that..." he hummed rocking his legs back and forth and he nodded to the boy, "sure you can try to leave this room. I would /love/ to see you trying." he chuckled glancing at his bodyguards who were still standing in front the door, clearly seeing they were way more annoyed at the boy than he himself was. "I think you can leave that room, the question is, can you do it alive and in one piece ?" here again Adam chuckled and moved down his desk to go sit back on his chair. "If ever you want to leave this room alive and in one piece, you just have to sign that paper and you will be allowed to wander as much as you want in my house ~" Adam moved the contract until the extremity of the table and put a pen over it, before crossing his hands together in front his mouth as he looked at the boy.

@♥ Adam "Well, that may be what you think but I know a sick when I see one and you seem to be the father of all of them" so this guy thought of himself as funny, huh, he would make sure to show this idiot what 'fun' really meant. "Well, who knows, maybe I´m both, either way it would mean that you are going to have a hard time making money with me. Really, it would be so much easier to just take someone else, I´m not a person that can deal with others, I hate people" well, that was only a little lie, he just couldn´t deal with other people that well. It may or may not have to do with his personality. "A gift...what the actual hell..how do they know a guy like you in the first place, you don´t seem like someone who would talk to their kind...If they hope to get money then they are so damn wrong, I won´t even give them anything if they were close to starvation, those bastards just gave me away, they can be happy if I don´t kill them the next time we meet" chuckling in amusement Dylan crossed his arms infront of his chest once more while raising one eyebrow "are you still thinking that I would work for an idiot like you?" watching the elder he couldn´t help but to laugh, this was the first time he met someone this focused on himself. "Let me guess, your mirror is your best friend, right? It probably is your only friend as well" glasses, yeah, he had worn such two years ago out of boredom but he wouldn´t do it again, not if it was to please this guy. "Precious? As if, I bet the people just don´t want to touch you because they are afraid to choke on your tons of makeup. They would probably get poisoned while kissing you" Dylan had to hold back from vomiting upon seeing how the other carrassed his own body "I won´t, I don´t know what kind of things you managed before but even all of my teachers gave up on me so don´t even try to form me into anything that I don´t want to be, it´s not going to happen" staring at the 'mirror' he titled his head, "Are you really that dumb or are you just a damn good actor?" well, if the other was going to take the risk of loosing his customers then so be it. "You are going to loose a lot of money, I´ll make sure of it." glancing at the door once more he tapped his fingers on the table "anything else or can I leave this room at least"

@♦ Dylan Adam brought his hand to his forehead and looked back at the boy, "no, I'm perfectly fine. In good health and wealthy." He laughed at his great sense of humor. "Are you deaf or simply dumb? I said I hadn't kidnap you. I don't kidnap, that's useless. I just accept workers, but I do accept gifts too. And that's what you are, a gift given to me by your parents. Of course I guess they expect to get money from you, that you would send them money or something like that, but I seriously don't care what you would do with the money you would earn. If ever you can do such a thing." Adam stood up and walked to his mirror, checking his hair and skin, he smiled to himself caressing his cheek, and turned back to the boy. "I look awesome, maybe I should get you glasses .... it can be y. Glasses. Oh and of course, I don't want to sell my own body, it's too much precious to get wasted in customers' hands." he chuckled caressing his own and perfect body. "You look quite great and you're not as precious as I am, so it's okay with you. Even with the tiest boy on Earth, I would be able to turn that boy into a goose that lays golden eggs." he chuckled, walking back to his desk, he draws something on a paper and stick it to a portable mirror which he brought to the boy, he hold it in front his face, "here look at what you are. Just a way to make me money." He grinned to the boy as he hold a paper on which he draw a $ in front the boy's face, acting like it was actually a mirror. But truth was that it was really what Adam saw into the boy when he looked at him. "It's okay if you don't want to sign. I'm sure some customers will like some hothead like you. And if not, then .. I guess you'll spend more time in this mansion until I get a good feedback for your case. And what I shove up my is none of your concert... Dora." Here again Adam smirked to the boy and put down the mirror on the table, grabbed his own glass to finish it.

@♥ Adam "Oh, don´t you act like you care about my health. You are sick man, seriously, get some help because I think your brain must be pretty damaged if you think that you can just go, kidnap teenagers and wave with your money around as if that would change a thing. This is a crime and believe me if I say that I´m going to make sure that your wrinkly is going to end up in jail" there just had to be police men out there that weren´t focused on money. Even though he watched the other getting some water from the same source as his previous one. "To be honest, you look like that typical pedobear kind of person that would lure little kids into your ice van before driving off to the 3 circle of hell. Also, why would you let kids work for you, you really are such a lazy " at least he understood that Dylan wasn´t going to work for him voluntary "Wait..what? There has to be a mistake, my parents wouldn´t just sell me off to a creep like you...even if they don´t love me like others parents do..they wouldn´t go that far, never." to be honest he was doubting his own words, Dylan knew that his parents would do pretty much everything for money but he had believed that they were good enough not to treat him like a toy. "Okay, first of all, it´s not my fault that you got such a bad merchandise by buying me. If we would have met before then I would have warned you that this is nothing but thrown out money. Even if you won´t let me leave, I´m not going to work for you." scoffing he rolled his eyes "I´m not working for you and if you want to keep your hands then you better keep them to you. I don´t care about your money, you can shove it up your "

@♦ Dylan First reaction Adam got, was to raise his eyebrows wondering why the boy got all excited suddenly. "Dora.. please calm down, it's not good for your health to get worked up like this." He said calmly sitting back in front the boy, he asked one of his men to bring him another glass which he filled with water from the same pitch for himself. "I think you don't have that much choice. Do I look like one kind of type to kidnap people to you? Mostly ones who don't want to work for me?" he chuckled and sipped a bit of water before putting down his glass of water. "This contract is just formalities, but as you're still underage it's your parents' right to decide what to do with you. And as you're here, it looks more like they accepted to give you away to me" the owner of the place pointed a finger to his chest, "and I, only care about the money you can make me earn. If I told my men to let you leave..." Adam raised both his palms in the air, pointing it toward the ceiling, "what money would I get from doing this? Nothing I'm afraid." he continued, resting now both his hands on his knees. "Your parents already signed on paper like this. If that's what you want, I'll never touch you. I'm giving you a job boy. Work for me and I'll make you earn a lot of money." Adam smirked, raising again his hands to show the luxurious room they were in.

@♥ Adam "Cute...what the hell is wrong with you?" looking at the other in disbelief he shook his head, this guy really needed glasses if he thought that he was cute. "So if I´m not a hostage then I can leave, right?" glancing at the men as well Dylan frowned, was this a joke or what? "I thought you own this place, just tell them to step the hell aside, I want to go home, now." crossing his arms infront of his body he groaned in annoyance "Dora, that´s a girls name" listening to the other reading that weird file about him the younger was about to jump up if it wasn´t for the guards holding him in place "Wait..h-how do you know my name, what the hell..?!"and what was it with that , alcohol and other crap, was he serious about that? Maybe this wasn´t real, it probably was just one of his nightmares, but why did it hurt so much earlier when he had pinched himself? This man infront of him, was it even a man, seemed to not really pay attention to him and the fact that he was totally clueless about all of this, just great. "You are sick, I´m not staying here." reading the content of the contract he glared at Adam "I have human rights, this is beyond anything that could be concidered right. Are you stupid or what, I won´t sign anything like that. I don´t know what´s wrong with you but you should really visit a psychologist because you got some real problems." no one could just take his rights away, that didn´t make sense. But what if they really could...The only thought that crossed his mind over and over again was that he didn´t want to get killed because he refused to listen, not yet, he was way too young for it. Sure, his life had been hell so far, he had no friends and his parents had better things to do than to care about him but that could change..maybe. Also his panic attacks that were haunting him every now and then were what made everyone stay distant from him, okay, maybe his life really wasn´t that good, but he deserved a second chance, right? "I don´t care about who you are, just stay the hell away from me" he hissed while trying to push the men away from him that were still holding him in place.

@♦ Dylan Adam crossed his arms over his chest as he listened -not really though- to the young boy babbling. Instead of focusing on his words, he focused more on the way he moved. Tilting his head as he observed him, yet he still could do many things at the same time. "You are being cute. And I certainly wouldn't give any money to your family out of pity. Pity is useless and brings no one nowhere in life so I don't need it. And I'm certainly not holding you as a hostage in there." He laughed saying the last sentence, unfolding his arms and leaned it over the table as he hold his hands together, a smirk playing on his face as he looked straight into the boy's eyes. "I am not but those guys..." he said breaking the eye contact and glancing at the two men that brought the teen in standing in front the only door of the room. He shrugged looking back at the mr awesome boy, "yeah sure, call me the way you want kid. I will call you Dora. It sounds childish enough like you." his lips curved more on one side as he plunged back his grey blue eyes into the boy's dark one. "So..." he said clapping in his hands, he stood up and went to his desk to grab a paper to look at it, "Dylan, , can't handle alcohol, can be friendly and no kink discovered yet." He said in one breath and looked back at the boy, "I like Dora better, you poor mother may not have that much imagination to come with such a pitiful name... whatever. We'll have all our time to discover what your specialization will be if you want to break free that badly from this place. And as apparently you can't fight for you freedom against my men, you'll have to be smarter than this." Adam walked back to the boy, and put another paper in front him, it was a contract on which the boy accepted to give away his body to the mansion.

@♥ Adam Glaring at the other infront of him Dylan tried to pull his arms frée from the harsh grip of the guards but it was harder than what he had first thought, they really were ridicolously strong. Getting pushed down into a seat he frowned, whatever this guy would have to say the younger didn´t really care, as if anything of that would be important to him. "Okay, I have no clue why the hell I´m getting treatened like this or why you think I would care about your housing but this isn´t my 'first day' here because I´m not going to stay here any longer. There must have clearly been a misunderstanding here. I´m not any rich brat that could be held hostage and swapped for a high amount of money. If you could see the bank acount of my family you would probably feel bad and even donate some for us so, there is nothing to get. Now that this is stated I guess there is nothing that would keep you from setting me free." glancing at the water he hesitated for a second, his throat was feeling dry as hell but who knew what kind of drugs could be in the water. "My name? Well, that´s none of your business so how about you call me Superman or something like that, Mr Awesome sounds fitting as well though, just pick one of those" thinking for a bit he added "Adam sounds like a granddads name though, your parents hated you a lot, huh? I guess I´ll call you Bob"

@♦ Dylan Adam was sitting at his desk, getting everything ready for the customer that would arrive. Of course, before getting any customers in, he needed to have more slaves. Maybe later, they would become hosts, but they all needed to start from the bottom of the social ladder. Like he had done, everyone needed to get what they wanted with their own strength. As a soft knock could be hear on his door, he looked up and allowed whoever was outside to enter. He put down his pen and lied backward in his chair watching his men bringing in a young man that looked out of the place here. Standing up, he smiled to the boy and asked his men to sit him down on one of the couch. He grabbed a glass and a pitch of water walking up to where the boy was, "welcome in my mansion. By the look on your face I can get it's your first day here." he put the glass filled with water on the table in front the boy and sat in front him on a chair at the other side of the table. "My name is Adam. What's yours?" he asked, his voice caring and soft.

@♥ Adam Dylan was still in shock, he had woken up in a room that he had never seen before and suddenly some men had walked up to him and pulled him up before dragging him out. He had tried to memorize the way that they took through the mansion on their way to this offize but his mind was still in a haze. Whatever drug they had given him earlier to make him pass out, it seemed to be still in his system. Looking at the person infront of him with a blank face Dylan swayed slightly on his feet, having a hard time keeping his balance and not just falling, fortunately he was still being held up by those big men. To be honest he had never heard of this place before, he had no clue if it had been on the news or if people knew about it from elsewhere but it seemed like he had no such luck with finding out about places like this before getting kidnapped to them. He would make sure to get the cops to kick the asses of everyone in this place before throwing them into jail, he just had to find a way out of here. Pinching his own arm harshly he flinched, he needed to focus, needed to find out why he was here or what was going on.