From Villain to Virtual Sweetheart: The Fake Heir's Grand Scheme(BL)
Chapter 65: Out of Sight, Out of Mind

Chapter 65: Out of Sight, Out of Mind

****This Chapter contains scenes involving sexual assault, manipulation, and non-consensual situations, as well as explicit language and violence. Reader discretion is strongly advised***

A few hours earlier:

Micah stayed with the fan group until the moment they wanted to surprise Leo.

Knowing where the party and hotel were, Micah was ready to take off and change out of this girl’s clothes.

"Why don’t you stay longer?" sister Meg asked, her eyes wide and sincere. She tilted her head, her ponytail swishing slightly.

Micah put on his best apologetic smile and smoothed his long snow-white hair.

"I’d love to, but my family keeps calling. They are super strict, and I’m already pushing it."

Jacklin, sipping bubble tea, gave a thoughtful nod. "Go on. Family first."

One by one, they offered goodbyes and waves. Jacklin even gave a side hug. Micah endured it with a grimace hidden under his wig. As soon as he stepped outside the building and felt the cooler night air on his cheeks, he let out a shaky breath.

The taxi driver barely looked at him as he claimed in. "Where to?"

Micah gave the name of his hotel and slouched in the seat, opening the button of his collar now that he was out of sight. Because of that damn obvious Adam Apple, he was forced to cover up his neck, feeling choked.

His hands itched to yank off the wig, the lashes, the entire illusion. It wasn’t the first time he had played dress up, but this one felt suffocating.

Once in his hotel room, he moved fast. The wig was the first to go, flung carelessly onto the bed. Next came the fake eyelashes, contact lenses, the body padding, and the dress. He peeled off each layer like he was shedding skin that wasn’t his.

Standing under the shower, he scrubbed at his skin like he could erase the entire day. Then he dressed in all black. Hoodie, Cargo pants, and comfortable sneakers. He pulled a cap low over his silver hair and secured a plain black mask over half of his face.

Now, he looked like a ghost in the night. Micah checked his phone one last time before heading out. Everything was ready. He had reserved two rooms besides Leo’s, one on either side. The hotel had no clue who he really was, thanks to Jullian’s ID card and a forged signature. That simpleton had sent his ID card voluntarily for transferring the car ownership.

At least that plastic friend was useful to him once in his life.

He was ready for action. His plan was simple. Wait for the actress to get cozy with Leo, burst in with a camera, and snap just enough scandalous material to put both of them under his mercy. Nothing too explicit. Just enough to ruin reputations and keep Leo far away from Darcy.

If a half-assed picture went viral, his element of surprise and power of threat would be surely diminished.

This way, he would have control over the actress and Leo together.

Arriving at the hotel, he waited in one of the side rooms, sitting by the door with his ear pressed against it. The hallway was quiet at first. Then came soft footfalls, some muffled conversation, and finally Leo’s voice. He couldn’t make out the words, but the tone was tense, broken.

Micah sighed in relief. Half of the plan was underway.

Then he waited for the actress. He had bribed one of the hotel staff, getting his hands on Leo’s room extra key card, and sent the staff to give it to the actress. He felt really smart. He was pleased with himself.

But the actress never showed up. Instead, the manager returned. Micah didn’t think much of it. Maybe he had meds for Leo or was helping him change. It wasn’t unusual. Celebrities were babied to the extremes.

But times passed and the manager didn’t leave. Why hasn’t he left?

That wouldn’t do. What if the actress came?!

Micah frowned and stood. The hallway was dead silent. He stepped into it sideways and knocked on the door. He had a half-formed excuse ready to get the manager away from the room.

But no one answered.

Micah felt strange. Why wouldn’t he open the door?!

He turned and slipped onto the balcony of the adjacent room. The balconies were close enough that a good stretch could reach the sliding door of Leo’s suite. Micah gripped the metal railing and made the leap, his breath hitching mid-air before landing with a soft thud.

He had come prepared. This was his way to enter the room and catch them in the act. He opened the sliding door and crept inside.

He crouched beside the door and peeked inside through a small crack in the ajar door.

His blood ran cold by what he saw inside the bedroom.

Cameras surrounded the bed like vultures around a carcass. Leo was sprawled naked on the bed, his limbs were limp, unmoving. Was he unconscious? And instead of the actress... it was that manager... who was leaning over Leo. Micah’s stomach churned.

The one he thought he was a decent person....

What the hell was going on?!

He was recording with his phone secure in his hoodie, but when he noticed what the manager wanted to do, he put away his phone. He couldn’t sit still. It was different from what he had pictured. He thought the actress would lay naked beside Leo and get some pictures or intimating act.... But not this... this was totally a crime. He weighed his options. He could yell, could call others, but none of them was safe for him. His identity would be exposed.

He grabbed the first thing in his sight, a heavy lamp, and burst into the room like a demon summoned from rage. With one swift swing, he slammed the lamp against the back of the manager’s head.

The man crushed to the floor with a thud, unable to utter a word before losing consciousness.

"Shit! What the hell? Where is that damn actress?! Why is this pig... Ugh..."

Micah gagged, recalling the scene.

"Ah, I swear to God! I’m gonna castrate him! Are you kidding me?" he kicked the man on the ground in anger.

Then, Micah took a deep breath, calming his nerves.

"What should I do with Leo?! Leave him here? Like this? Naked?! And oh! Wow! How can someone even have this kind of?!"

There was a pause. That part was bigger than anything he had seen before... crap... he blinked. Well, people don’t get it up for urinating... shit! He will grow more! He was sure.

Micah glanced at Leo again and his lips twitched.

"Out of sight, out of mind."

He covered Leo’s body with a blanket.

Micah felt the need to distract himself.

"Let’s deal with the manager first."

Micah pulled the man on the ground using his two arms like a sack of garbage, dragging him into another room, and locking him up. He cursed through the work.

Returning to the bedroom, he moved quickly, gathering the cameras and pulling out their memory cards. He found the manager’s phone, used the man’s thumb to unlock it and immediately deleted all the video footage. Then, He began scrolling down through messages.

A name caught his eyes. Vice director Bella.

He took pictures of the chat records and flushed the phone down the toilet.

"What should I do with Leo?!"

Micah sighed. His plan had gone awry.

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