A demon in Heaven

Part 4

Kamille woke up.

-For heaven's sake I can't believe it- he said afraid when he saw the blonde man, still resting on his body.

-Wake up, you perverted liar, you still have to give me the money!- Kamille tried to shake the man off himself.

-Hhm...- the man opened his eyes and saw the angry boy looking at him

-Oh...sorry sorry, I guess I have to get up-

-You guessed right! Come on!- Kamille was afraid, it has never happened that customers had fell asleep there, they came only for sex then went home. The club was open only at night, no one should have seen it during the day.

The new place was smaller, the rooms nearer and there wasn't a labyrinth like the previous one. So it was more difficult running away in case of danger. The boss felt somehow more secure, because thanks to the corrupted police, he would have been safe from legal trials. On the other hand, the bribes where expensive. This obliged him using his boys fully to earn more and more money.

Banagher knocked at the door

-Kamille...? Can I get in now?-

Kamille got up frightened. He had not ever to see that the man was still there. He pushed Quattro in the bathroom and closed the door.

-Stay here until I get you free! Don't you dare even saying a word or I'll promise I'll kill you- Kamille hid the man's clothes in some safe place and then let Banagher enter.

-Why did you take so long...- asked the boy, a bit annoyed

-Sorry, it was really a mess here, I didn't want you to see our room in that way- Kamille hugged him and kissed his forehead. Banagher hugged himback

-Are you ok? I really can't stand all those old men raping you. You know I love you- said sadly the boy

-Don't worry, dear. I love you too. This is only work- replied calmly Kamille

-Oh! True, how much did you earn tonight?- asked suddenly curiously Banagher

-Ehm...a lot! Surely a lot. But now I want to take a shower. I'm still tired, so why don't you go cuddling with Garma? He loves you too, especially he loves your softy hair- Kamille blinked and leaned his friend to the door.

-Oh... are you sure?- Banagher was a bit puzzled

-Go go! Don't worry- Kamille cheerfully pushed him out. Then he closed the door with key.

-Can I get out now?- asked quietly the man

Kamille was angry with him.

-You got me in much trouble sleeping here! Now give me my money and go away-

Quattro looked at him, serious. He got nearer to the boy, and slowly, leaned his hand to the boy's face, caressing it.

-I can't believe that ugly perverted man gave birth to such a delightful creature- he said

-Stop joking me. You can be as sweet as you want, but I'm not giving up-

-Follow me and you'll have your money. I have it in my car, parked outside-

Kamille dressed up with his sweatsuit, while the man wore the clothes the boy hid before.

-You better tell me the truth-

-You are so suspicious! Why should I lie to you?-

Kamille knew how smart were some men, so he decided to sneak out of the club, clinging to the man's arm to keep him from running away. Strangely, once out, Quattro smiled at him and pointed at a golden car parked near.

-That's it. Come with me-

Arrived at the car, Quattro opened it and rummaged in the car's dashboard. He took out his wallet and gave Kamille 1000$.

-As we dealt yesterday-

-Thanks. But I want the proofs too. Show me who is my father- asked firmly the boy.

The man smiled again and invited Kamille into his car.

-I'll drive you by him. But he mustn't see you, of course. We'll just take a peek-

The man drove for half an hour, then parked in front of a very high building, made mostly of glass windows.

-What's that- asked the boy

-This is the place where all the legal and politic things of the city happen. I found job as secretary but there are so many broken rules that I'm sick. That's why I want your father to fail-

-Well thanks! You firstly rape me without paying full price, then tell me I have a father and even wanting him to fail. You a real angel-

-You talk like this because you don't know him! He's terrible. I was actually underpaid, and most things happened without I knew. If he goes away, all the city will thank heaven-

Kamille listened at the man's reasons. His father seemed to be the corruption in person! If he would have gone away, maybe the corrupted police would have been punished and the club closed again. He had to stop Quattro's intentions, to save his job and his boss.

-How can I see him if we stay here?- Kamille was frightened.

Quattro pointed at a black car stopping in front of them on the other side of the street.

-Look!-

Kamille looked as closer as he could. A blonde, short-haired man was walking out of the car, to go in that building.

-He doesn't even look like me!-

-You took everything from your mom.- replied Quattro, and took off some hairs from Kamille's head.

-Ouch! What the hell?-

-DNA test. This is the final proof-

Kamille realized how much in danger he and his work were.

-Please no! Don't do that! You can't understand, but my dad even if wicked must stay in that place!- said the boy trying to get his hairs back.

-What in hell are you saying, boy! I want to be free from corruption!-

-No! You will destroy my boss again! I will stop you!- cried Kamille trying to punch the man.

Quattro got hit, but then reached to immobilize him.

-What happened suddenly?! I paid you and let you know that you were my boss's son. I was acting by the deal!-

Kamille was crying

-Please no! Without corrupted police protecting us, our club will be closed again! Last time the boss got shot too... I don't want him to die because we all love him! Put aside your rage and let us live!-

The man looked at him, surprised.

-You dogs are so loyal to your pimp, what does he give to you? Money? How can you live with such wicked people?-

Kamille was angry but couldn't help tears.

-He's not our pimp because we aren't his bitches! Let go of me and never try to interfere with the club activity!-

-You know I can't. I want to be free and get a better job. Hopefully legal.-

The boy saw he would have never convinced him. He played his last, painful card.

-I'll do whatever you want, but please, don't make my father fail-

Quattro stood shocked. How was it possible that those boys preferred a wicked life instead of a normal one?

-Whatever I want?... uhm...- he said looking suspiciously at the boy.

Kamille blushed in tears. He knew how it would have ended. He would have been his sex slave and if he rebelled probably he would have been killed.

-Ok. I agree. You'll do whatever I want-