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“You made me a bitch when you saw that woman in the restaurant. Pity you, cousin. I never thought you’d do some loser act just not to crash your pride in front of them.” Aiden throws a murderous glare at Jessie. “Shut the fuck up. Leave now, Jessie. I’ll try to be in your exhibit.” Jessie burst into laughter. She stood up and danced like an idiot, probably mocking him. Then she stuck out her tongue before she left. He massaged his forehead due to the things happening to him these past few days. Since he met Nimueh, everything seemed unusual for him. *** Aiden with his casual attire, went inside the small studio enough for Jessie’s artworks. His cousin was an artist and she made him her spons

“F*ck you” “I love you……” Axel spurted. Aiden smiled “I love you too” he muttered ruffling his hair “Hey stop that” “What?” “I’m not a kid, do you know who I am” Aiden rolled his eyes “And who are you?” “I’m Zel……and you know what that name does to lots of girls, and even guys who wanna go down with him” “Huff…..whatever…the almighty Zel is still my kid brother” Aiden snapped

“Okay, so first, my teacher is super nice. Her name is Miss Clara, and she likes dragons too. She said my drawing was really cool, and she asked if she could hang it up on the wall!” “Wow, really? That is amazing, bug.” I say and he nods his head. “See? I told you people here would appreciate dragon art.” Scott says and Aiden beams up at him. “And then,guess what? We played a game outside, and I won! I was the fastest runner in my group.” Scott whistles lowly. “The fastest runner? That is impressive.” Aiden puffs out his chest. “Yeah. And I already made friends. Two of them! Their names are Liam and Theo. We are gonna sit together tomorrow.”

I knew nothing about Aidan beyond his name and that he was supernaturally attractive. Isak could only know that if he was friends with Aidan. And that was an immediate red flag for me. I don’t know what Aidan is, but I knew he couldn’t be human. If Isak is his friend, he’s either an unsuspecting human or like Aidan. I wouldn’t take the chance on either choice, even if it meant leaving behind some of the books. “Hey, chica.” Pam greeted me, pulling an earbud out of her left ear.

Aidan was already standing in front of his black Ford-150, yeah…I’ve memorized the names of all of his cars since last year. He was dressed in a dark blue long-sleeve t-shirt that hugged his muscular figure, black jeans, and very expensive Nikes that one of his female admirers got for him ahead of his birthday. His golden blond hair was slicked back, and not even a strand escaped. He always had this aura about him that made him so intimidating if he wasn't smiling, this time, however, he seemed to be fighting back a smile and I believe I hated that more than him frowning.

Aiden looked around, looking at all the mess down there, but he didn’t see Rion anywhere or feel the man’s aura. His gaze moved to Trish. Then, he reached his hand down, wanting to pull the man, but Trish quickly dodged it. Adriel manipulated the snow into ice needles and attacked Aiden, but Aiden returned the attack with his wave of oppressive energy. ---- Note: Do you want to see the visuals of this story? Follow our Ins-tagramm account: @sagastories.id. By the way, this story is available as a comic/w*****n. Just look for the same title "Loving The Mad King" on W e b t o on app.

"Hmm... suspicious, I don't know what you're planning. But never mind, you can take it with you!" "Really? Thanks, Aiden I'll keep it in good hands. If I may, have your autograph too. You're a famous super model after all!" "Hey... just tell me that you're actually a fan of me, pretend not to admit it. All right, come here, let me sign it!" ***

He stops in every day at the same time and comes back in the afternoon as well. I look up from the counter that I am wiping down and see familiar black eyes looking at me. “I would like a large French roast coffee, black and a double chocolate muffin, then I am going to ask you about painting a mural for my club. Felix says you are an artist like him and that you are very talented and I am two weeks away from opening and wanting a mural,” Aiden says. “I can get you the coffee and muffin, but I need to know more before I can promise anything about a mural,” I reply.

Aiden is frozen too. No way, this is not happening.

he asked with a raised brow. The questioning figure Aiden was an average looking blue-eyed boy with spiked dyed red hair with a lean tall build, he had a tattoo of a snake eating itself on his forehead among other tattoos around his body, particularly his arms neck, and legs, he was currently dressed in a leather black jacket and black pants, on his fingers were several rings, alongside Aiden were six other juvenile delinquent looking boys. "I have heard some rumors about you Aiden," Liam said with a smile staring down at Aiden who gazed at him perplexingly.