✅ Set Me Free |The Phantom Series #2| [MXM] [MPREG]

Chapter 2

There's a part of him telling him to run away, but a huge part of him is telling him to be brave. He was done living in the dark and in fear. He spent seventeen years in the four, dark corners of that basement where he spent his childhood.

Conquering his fear will make his past self proud. He felt his lungs expand as he sucked a breath. He straightened his back and clenched his fist, then puffed his chest out.

With confident steps, Elijah stopped at the entrance and gulped hard. He underwent a security check before the intimidating and muscled guard let him in. Eli swallowed and decided in his best interest not to stare at the giant man.

One of the staff named Edward led him to the third floor where one of the owners will be the one to conduct the interview. He glanced at Edward as his heart slammed nervously.

"I thought the Human Resources Department handled the interview?" This time, he was not able to contain his nervousness. Edward wrinkled his brows and just shrugged.

He led jim inside an elevator with the black and gold color scheme, emphasizing its modern and sleek style. Edward pushed the number 3 button and because Elijah was preoccupied with his thoughts, he did not realize that they already arrived on the third floor.

"Come. Mr. Alexandrei is waiting for you," Edward informed him and pointed to the black door at the right end of the wide hallway.

Elijah swallowed and looked at Edward when the latter did not walk with him. "Y-You're not coming w-with me?" His voice finally cracked and his face blanched. Who wouldn't get nervous? One of the owners will interview you.

According to Ryzel, the friend who helped him after his escape and was a former employee, the bosses were very intimidating. Especially the one named Devon Slane.

There were rumors going around that he's evil, cruel, and ruthless. Devon Slane would not hesitate to slash your throat if you ever cross him or just plainly block his path. He's the coldest person you will ever know, according to rumors.

Elijah knew better. He knows not to judge people through gossip and chatters. People tend to exaggerate information, and his nanny taught him to always see the good in people. If he did not see them doing bad things firsthand, do not believe it.

Still, it did not help dispel his nervousness.

"This is as far as I can go. Good luck!" Before Elijah can protest, Edward stepped inside the elevator and the doors closed instantly.

Elijah can feel the indescribable emptiness in the pit of his stomach. Honestly, this is the first time he applied for a job. Ryzel did not allow him to look for one because the goons of his foster parents could still be around.

But he needs to do this. Elijah reminded himself why he's doing this. Why he's taking his chances, despite the nervousness and fear. He reminded himself why he needs to earn a lot of money.

He needs to find Ryzel. His friend did not return a month ago. Just like that. No calls or messages. He asked the club but they said that Ryzel took an indefinite leave. For Elijah, that was already fishy.

Elijah was aware of how much Ryzel loves his job. Ryzel was always gushing about the good work environment and the huge pay. Ryzel would not leave his job, especially because his family is also relying on him.

Elijah went to the police to file for a missing person's case, but the case was closed after a week. They did not give a definite reason; they just advised Elijah to drop the case for his own safety. Elijah was devastated.

Elijah thought that the police were not helping him because he did not have a penny in his pockets. Thus, he moved out of their old home to an old apartment in his new place. He used the money Ryzel gave to him to rent the place.

Elijah needed to get the job to continue his search for his friend. Ryzel was his first friend, and one of the people who cared for him when he needed help the most. Now, it's time to return the favor.

Elijah shifted his body and turned towards the black door. He walked towards the office at the end of the hall with his heart on his throat but remembering his friend lessened his nervousness.

He straightened his posture and expelled a loud breath. He knocked three times, and a baritone voice answered.

"Come in."

Elijah closed his eyes and took a deep breath before twisting the doorknob. Elijah saw a man sitting behind his desk, signing some papers. The man screamed authority and power. Elijah was intimidated but it's part of the process. His knees almost buckled and ran out of the door when those intense green eyes caught his blue ones. However, Elijah's resolve is stronger than his fear.

Good things are unexpectedly hard. That's what he learned in his seventeen years of living in the basement. If he wants something, he needs to work hard for it because good things don't come easy.

"Good morning, Sir. My name is Elijah Thompson. I am applying to be a bartender for the New York branch."

I will find you, Ryzel. Wait for me.

TO BE CONTINUED

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I created an outline last night (though I'm not really fond of making one because I don't always follow it). I was able to write an outline until chapter 35.

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