After the meeting, Kriss and his two underlings were with him. They were trying extremely hard to remain in his posture. Kriss walked to Azen who was talking with Randall as they went back to Red Rain’s base, knowing it’s the safest place to talk. “I never thought this place would be unfamiliar.” Cassandra's muffled voice came when they walked. “Ask me, how would I have thought I would go from 50th sub unit to a Unit Leader and moreover a title holder.” Logan whispered. Taking sharp breaths by the supreme presences before him. “Same here. Things are so different from this close.” Cassandra said, vexed about everything. Noticing how no one prefers each other. An eerie coldness was present there which made her tensed. But nonetheless, they continued their walk before reaching his mansion. "Why didn't you mention Persephone there?" Kriss asked, taking a seat, putting his one leg over the other dominantly. "Because if I did, they would shift the attention from the real culprit t
Pure Menace Persephone was fuming after the endless unwanted encounters with Zadicus, living with him was utterly awkward for her. “Why did this happen to me?” She groaned, this whole point was undesirable for her, she wanted to get out of this loop but couldn’t. Both of them mostly avoided each other as their conversation only led to argument and breakage of emotions, they were on extremely bad terms with no clear outcome. Groaning, Persephone was rubbing her temples, trying to subdue her headache by the constant worry surrounding her. “What happened?” Daphne noticed her expression and asked, stopping in her tracks. “You’re.. Ruth?” She asked as she couldn’t not remember their names. “Daphne.” She corrected her. “Oh.” She made an ‘o’ face in agreement. “Are you alright? Are you hungry?” She asked softly because she was going to have dinner as well. “I sure am.” She nodded, getting up, tired of receiving food in her room. Daphne smiled feebly as they went to the dining hall
“Of course. They are from the Tademono family after all. What’s so surprising about it?” She asked, knitting her brows. She couldn’t understand. The Tademono family was well-known in all of Fier to be a family of hauntingly genius people, as no one could match their level of thinking. “WHAT!?” Everyone's jaw dropped, looking at Tristan, then at Persephone, repeating it like a loop. They could accept Zadicus among the scholars, but believing Tristan was also one of them was astounding. “What?” Persephone asked, tilting her head in confusion at their reaction. She couldn’t understand why they were like that. “They never knew, Persephone.” Tristan sighed. He never let them know who he was, he never wanted to. He hated to receive recognition from people on the basis of his heritage, so he locked away his mind and made a fool of his personality. “I am amazed you never told them.” Persephone hummed, holding her chin, but understood why, so she remained silent. “I don’t want to wast
After Persephone left, Ruth turned her attention back to Tristan who finished his food. “What happened here? Did we miss something?” She asked in intrigue, turning her head to Leona who was lost. “Leona? At least you say something.” She frowned, snapping her finger in her direction. “Why do you have something?” Felix said, offering her a plate, pouring himself from rice and gravy. “Thanks.” She smiled back but her curiosity was not filled. “At least say something. Avin?” She whined, wanting to be a part of this conversation. “Whatever. I am out.” Tristan scoffed, taking his plate, throwing them in the sink and going back to his room. “Persephone told everyone that Tristan is from the Tademono family.” Avin replied when he was done eating as well. “Oh, that.” They both mumbled, taking a bite of their food. “Aren’t you guys surprised!?” Leona snapped, when she was flabbergasted, her sister had no such reaction. “No, we know, for a long time.” Felix replied calmly. “Jade, it’s
Persephone went to Zadicus’ room but he was not present. Her eyebrows twitched in perplexity as she entered. His absence emitted a deep sigh from her lips. Frowning, she scrutinized his room. It was set up majestically how it was used to be back at his home in Aziel.From a chandelier to the king bed, all of it befitting for a King he is.As she was observing his room, familiar footsteps approached her. Stopping, she remained still when he appeared behind her, wrapping her hand around her waist, pressing his chest on her back.“Don’t touch me.” She breathed out, shivering when his large hands grasped her perfectly.“Why? I can do it.” He murmured on her neck, trailing his other hand from her shoulder.“However I want, wherever I want.” He hummed, kissing her neck, indulging in her tremble, leading the hand down to her hand.“Without my consent too?” She asked, affixing her gaze on his exquisite ones, smirking menacingly at her.“Resist me. Struggle under my grasp.” He growled, bitin
Past“First thing a gentleman does is to stay loyal to his girl.” Avin said, clearing his throat, giving Randall, Zen and Tristan tuitions.In other words, his usual scams to trick them to get their money.“But I thought we are going to get many girls.” Randall asked, displeased with his words.“The list never ends, Randall but if you will find the one near your heart, would you truly want to break her heart?” Avin asked, acting professionally.“Now you said it… I wouldn’t either.” Tristan said, holding his chin.“But only if we find the right one?” Zen asked in bewilderment.“Exactly.” He nodded.“Then this means we can get anyone before her!” Zen cheered, leading on a wrong path by his useless advice.“Exactly!” Avin nodded as they all began to cheer. Clearing idolizing a very wrong advice until another voice joined them.“You cannot break anyone’s heart. It’s a foul act to hurt anyone for your fun.” Kriss’ dominant voice came, his eyes were fixed on his book.“His Highness?” They
“What!?” Another voice joined them.They all gasped in terror that someone else might not have heard them.Turning their head and they saw Vera there, her jaw dropped in felicity but they all glared at her with a frown.“Vera!? What are you doing here?” Avin asked, she is his twin sister, they both are same in nature. A carbon copy.“I overheard your conversation.” She smirked, pushing Avin aside and sitting down as well.“Who told you to overhear? Could have joined us.” He shrugged.“I want to be a part of it too.” She grinned, excited to hear more of it, a grin not leaving his lips. “Promise you won’t tell anyone.” Zadicus said sternly, not believing her.“I swear, you can have my head Zadicus if my lips open.” She enunciated, putting her hand out, posing dramatically.“Hey, if you will give him your head, what am I gonna do?” Avin frowned, poking her from his elbow.“I don’t even know where you put your savings, I will be doomed.” He faked a dramatic reaction.“Don’t worry, my sou
A deep voice came.Shit. Shit. All of them thought at the same time, exchanging nervous looks.All of them straightened up immediately when Sir Zuka stood behind. Their hearts literally stopped in dread when his glare came to Tristan.“Father?!” They boy gasped. All of them stood up, upright like soldiers before him.“What is this language, Tristan?” His voice softened. His eyes were the same as his son’s light green accompanied by his long white hair and beard. “I apologize, Father.” He said tenderly, looking down.“This is not acceptable, I have guided you to keep your tongue clean but no, you have to soil it with foul words.” He sighed, shaking his head in disappointment.“I know I am wrong and I am sorry for doing the wrong thing.” He said, having not a single regret of saying it.That’s the reason he became friends with Randall and Zen or else this mind would have consumed his heart and adolescence.“At least you know you did something wrong.”Sir Zuka has never swore in his li