Fear, Control or Love?

It was a chilly winter day. 8-year-old Aiden was hiding under the bed of his small bedroom, shivering in the cold as well as in fear. He was hiding from his parents to avoid getting beaten. They were too drunk today from early morning itself and Aiden had also seen them inhaling some white coloured powder. On such days, they were extra violent and often vented out their anger on Aiden. As soon as he saw them with that powder thing he immediately looked for a place to hide. He shuddered thinking about the last time the abuse he had to take from his parents. They had beaten him black and blue until he lost consciousness. The next day when he woke up his body was covered with purple bruises. It was aching all over and he got up with much difficulty. He wanted to tell someone about his abusive parents but they often threatened him if he told anyone they would not hesitate to kill him. His parents were small-time thieves who earned their livelihood by pickpocketing

It was a noisy day at the Hunt Mansion. All the maids and the servants of the house were running around the huge mansion looking for their Young Master’s pet dog.The Young Master Dylan Hunt was only 12 years old, but he was the most difficult person to handle in the household. He was a spoilt brat with overindulging parents who gave him too much power at a young age without setting any limits or boundaries. He was born with a silver spoon and never had shortage of anything in his life. So, there were only a few things he truly valued. So once he finds something which catches his interest, he will give his complete attention to it. One such thing which managed to gain his attention was a dog which he found on the street near his school. It was a cute little pug with a glossy coat of light brown color. So, he got the pug home and decided to make it his pet and named it ‘Coco’. With the help of a few servants, he took good care of him.

Mrs. Cecilia was in a nasty mood. She asks John to get Aiden to her office immediately. John goes to Aiden's room and takes him to Madam's office.Aiden was so scared. He thought she knows about him leaving the room and will surely punish him now. While on his way to the office, he was trembling like a leaf. His fears are confirmed when he sees Madam Cecilia, as she looks at him with so much anger and hatred.Madam Cecilia wanted to punish this boy so bad, but she couldn't harm him now as Mr. Hunt had already shown an interest in him."Were you not instructed to stay in your room, boy?" she yells at Aiden.Aiden jumps up in fear and stutters, "I…I…I was in my r…r…room only.""Then how did the guests know about you?"Aiden was confused and didn't know what she was talking about.Looking at his confused look, she further asks, "Did you not meet Mr. Hunt's son?"Aiden was even mor

Aiden's new school will be starting next week. It was a typical elite school with socially privileged people from rich and powerful families like the Hunt's. Monday morning, Aiden leaves for school with Dylan in his car. This was a new experience for him, and it was apparent he was very nervous. As soon as Aiden entered the Prestigious school, he knew it was not meant for him. He got out of the car and stared at the grand building and the massive pillars that formed the entrance. He examined the dark, creepy-looking hallways and the antiques displayed authentically. Aiden and Dylan enter the hallway, and Aiden sees students are laughing and catching up all around. They all screamed of riches. Aiden immediately knew they were all out of his league. He spots a couple of guys at the end of the hallway, walking like they own the World. The guys approach Dylan, and he walks off with them, totally ignoring Aiden. Aiden knew nobody here apart

Warning: This chapter contains cursing and mature themes such as violence and abuse(physical and mental) of a minor, which might be triggering. Reader discretion is advised. The following day, Aiden woke up when cold water was thrown on him. He gasped and saw a furious-looking Dylan was standing in front of him. " You seem to like sleeping a lot," Dylan says, gritting his teeth. Though his words felt normal, it was meant to be sarcastic.Dylan never expected Aiden to go against his orders blatantly. The submissive boy he had seen the past few months was missing. Maybe Aiden is getting too comfortable with this luxurious lifestyle. Indeed Dylan was too easy on him. Dylan felt like losing control over his possession, and he