Ludwig glared at the Italian. Lovino glared back but the fear was clear to see in his eyes. As much as he put up a tough front, he was just as timid and weak as his brother. "If you won't play nicely then I'll leave you for someone else…and believe me they won't treat you as kindly as I am now. What do you say? Will you accept my help?" Ludwig asked and released his wrists.

Lovino looked down, his pride didn't want help, but he knew that he needed help. He was in over his head and he was drowning in this mess he got himself into. "You're not going to try to have sex with me are you?" His voice cracked and his face turned red. He would never admit it to anyone but Ludwig terrified him.

The German smiled coldly at him. "No sex. So will you accept my help?" He asked holding out his hand to the other to shake.

"What would you want in return?" Lovino looked at him. After getting in this ordeal he wanted to make sure he wasn't about to get himself into a even worst situation, but at this point he didn't see how it could get any worst. Ludwig took Lovino's chin between his finger and his thumb and forced him to look at him. Lovino pressed closer to the wall, hoping that he would sink in and disappear; he couldn't stand having to look at those blue wicked eyes.

His finger nails dug into the purple floral wall paper as an evil smirk came across Ludwig's face. "You'll find out during my next visit." He said into his ear. Lovino could feel his sick crawl with disgust and he turned away with a scowl. Ludwig caressed his cheek with the back of his hand and walked out of the room. Sinking to the floor Lovino cursed silently and felt a lump come into his throat as he fought back tears.

He couldn't believe the hell he had gotten himself into. He was drowning, unable to reach the surface to breath, and he had to take the first hand that offered him help. He no longer could fight the tears and they flowed openly down his face as he sobbed into his hands. Just what was going to happen to him? He didn't know all he knew was he was in trouble.

~Meanwhile~

Matthew was talking away, completely relaxed now with the frightfully tall man. When he realized how much he had been talk he quickly stopped and blushed. "Well…uh…what about you?"

"I like vodka that's the most you need to know about me. But seeing that it's a little stronger for a tiny little flower like yourself, why don't I have one of the servants bring us some champagne." Ivan went to the door and waved down one of the other servants and ordered a bottle of the best champagne The Crocus had to offer. The servant moved quickly and brought back a bottle.

She handed it over and gave a small bow before darting off like a timid mouse. Ivan returned to the room and sat next to the little blond. Matthew blushed and looked down as the larger man filled his glass and handed it to him. "Drink." He said but it came out sounding more like a command, a command that Matthew was quick to obey.

He sipped the drink and gave a sigh, it was so much better than the harsh bitter flavor of vodka and it didn't have the nasty burn as it slid smoothly down his throat. Ivan smiled at him and pored himself a glass. He took a sip and set the glass back down on the table never to touch it again. "Far too sweet for my liking, but then again your sweet and your exactly what I enjoy." Ivan told him as he ran the tip of his finger around the lip of the glass.

Matthew blushed and kept sipping at his drink until there was nothing left in it. Ivan refilled his glass and leaned in close to him. "What would you do if I were to kiss you right now?" He asked and inched closer. Matthew's eyes got wide and his whole face got wide but he stayed still. Right then the door opened and Heracles came inside. Matthew looked over at him feeling both thankful and surprisingly a little disappointed.

"I'm sorry to interrupt but I do believe that your time is up. Come into the office we can talk further there." He said and walked out. Ivan stood and took Matthew's chin between his finger and his thumb. He gazed at him for just a second before walking out the door. Matthew's heart had never beat as fast as it was beating now. He could still feel Ivan's touch long after he disappeared down the hallway.

~Meanwhile~

The two noble men followed Heracles into the office where they found the Turkish man already sitting at the desk. He waved his hand to the fine leather seats before him but both of the men refused to sit. "I have the paperwork ready. I just want to make sure that you gentlemen understand the price of having these servants be privately yours. Especially you Mr. Braginski, young Matthew has caught the eye of a couple other lords, and one man who owns a cigar company, but he could never afford the price tag on that boy."

Ivan nodded his head, he had plenty of extra cash to spare, lucky for him his wife left without taking a single coin with her. Without saying a single word he signed the papers and smirked and a servant handed him his coat. "Well I'll be back to see him very soon." He said slipping on his coat and walked out the door.

Heracles sat on the side of the desk, he and Sadiq made eye contact then they both turned to the German. "We hope you don't take this personally but we wish to ask you a few questions about your pervious relationship with Lovino. I'd normally wouldn't be so forward like this, but we're you two by change lovers before this?"

"What?" Ludwig looked ready to snap their necks. He and Lovino, lovers? How in the hell did they think that by looking at them. They hated each other with a heat and sickness strong enough to cause the black plague to swift the nation in a black cloud of death. "We were no such thing. He was a servant back when we were just sniffling children. We hate each other."

That caught their interest. Sadiq lifted an eyebrow curiously; he looked at him lover to see if he thought the same. "If you hate him then why do you wish to spend such large sums of money on him? That's rather odd." Sadiq said folding his hands in front of his face to hide the smirk that was crawly wickedly across his smug arrogant face.

Ludwig gave a cold smile and chose this moment to take a seat. "I don't have to like that little fuck to screw the hell out of him now do I. Let's face it the bastard is rather…attractive and I've always liked a odd challenge."

"Challenge? What do you mean by that, he's works for us, you'll get laid." Heracles said.

"That's where you're wrong. Lovino isn't one to spread his legs so easily, he won't go down without putting up a hell of a fight."

"You do know we don't allow our clients to harm our workers." Sadiq warned glaring him down, bruised and battered workers was bad for business and they weren't shady enough to have to sink that low.

Ludwig held his hand up to keep him from speaking further about it. "I have no intention on harming the brat, hurting him will get me nothing. I will play on his weakness and get him to submit to me willingly." Ludwig said and laughed once. The two owners raised their eyebrows and said nothing. They allowed Ludwig to sign the papers and leave. For some reason or another they actually felt bad for poor Lovino.

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Sorry this chapter took so long to get written I just was kinda down and didn't feel up to writing it. But now life is beautiful and bright. And if people are wondering where the hell this story is going I'm going to be perfectly honest with you and say that I have no idea

I make this shit up as I go. I let curtain things inspire me and give me new and interesting ideas. This chapter was thanks to Lady GaGa's song called Scheiße. Please leave a review and give me your honest opinion on this. Oh and if anyone as any ideas on things that can happen or more on Ludwig's role please feel free to tell me. I can't make up my mind if I want him to be a good guy who acts bad or actually an actual bad guy. Oh and don't forget to vote in the poll. Thanks everyone! I love you all!