Arthur was suddenly called by his uncle since he hadn't seen him since he decided to live alone. He sat on a sofa opposite where his uncle was sitting.
His uncle, Jared is a Beta, a well-built man in his mid-thirties. His hair was dyed pink, he had several tattoos all over his arms and legs all of which had unique drawings and designs. He showed them off by wearing a tank top and cargo shorts.
In his left hand, he held a cigarette, and in his right, he held a martini. "Why are you dressed like this?" Arthur asked weirded out.
His uncle put the cigarette in his mouth and took a deep breath, before releasing a puff of smoke. "Why didn't you bring your boyfriend?" he asked.
Arthur wasn't surprised his uncle asked of Ezra. "Is this why you dressed like this?" he questioned crossing his arms and relaxing against the sofa.
His uncle drops the glass of martini. "I wanted to make a good first impression," he said defending himself.
Arthur wasn't amused by this. "You are showing your tattoos, holding a cig, and drinking at four in the evening, he might end up thinking you were a hobo who got invited in," he said bluntly.
Jared taps his cigarette, lightly against the ashtray. "I'm being myself," he said carefreely. "Do you want anything?" he asked, standing up.
"Juice," Arthur replied.
"You haven't changed at all!" Jared said walking away. He returned with a glass of apple juice.
"But I don't like apple juice," Arthur whined a bit. Jared drops the glass on the coffee table annoyed.
"Well it's either this or lemon juice, so stop being a brat," he said, then he returned to his seat, taking his glass. "So, do you still plan on getting revenge on the Dumas family?" he asked.
"Yes," Arthur replied, honestly.
Jared took a deep breath from his cigarette and let out a large puff of smoke. "You won't be able to do it," he said. "That boy you love, he relies on the family you want to end," he criticized him
"And I'll get him out of there," Arthur said with a lot of determination.
"Mm," Jared hummed as he took a sip of his martini. "Tony is a tricky bastard," he said. "Once he's able to accept that Ezra is the one you love, he'll tie him down to that family just to keep you at bay, the same way you are using the reputation of the Dumas family to keep him at bay," he said.
"His brother is a serial rapist and responsible for the deaths of two women, a Beta, and an Omega, his uncle has been evading tax and uses his authority to suppress those he doesn't like, and how the women married into the family are treated, and let's not forget the two biggest crimes they had committed, " he said.
"The murder of the Gavon couple and making it seem like an accident," Arthur said coldly. That was Me. Dumas' doing. He doesn't have full proof of that yet, also even if he does, Dumas has enough power and connection to clear his name with very little damage to his name. One of the perks of being influential in the business world.
Jared nodded taking another puff from his cigarette. "I'm in the mood to get drunk," he said, downing his martini and getting up to go and make another one.
Arthur heard his phone vibrate in his pocket. He takes it out and sees the caller, smiling almost immediately. "Sweetheart!" he said softly.
Ezra didn't respond, instead, he heard the phone dropping. "Ezra, Ezra!"
"Hey old friend," he heard Ricky's voice on the other side of the phone.
"Ricky?" Arthur said sounding a bit confused before realizing what was going on. "What did you do to Ezra?" he demanded.
"He and his friend will be alright," he said carefreely. "I just need a tiny favor before I release them fifty million and they walk free alive and in one piece. You have twenty-four hours to decide."
The call hung up and Arthur looked at his phone angrily. He went to meet his uncle who was standing at the bar, making another drink. "Why so gloomy?" Jared asked, after all, he didn't have this expression before he left.
"Your baby boy kidnapped Ezra," he said.
Jared raised an eyebrow at him calmly. "Which one?" he asked calmly.
"Your favorite."
Jared scrunched his face. "How much does he demand?" he asked.
"Fifty million," Arthur impatiently.
"Oh," Jared replied, he was now serious, he drank the drink he was making straight from the shaker. He holds Arthur's shoulder. "Don't worry, you'll have your love back tonight," he said, his warm aura became cold as he took out his phone to make a call.