William's P. O. V
There was this cute boy I've always seen and watched ever since we were both 14. I remember walking home and noticing this pretty boy with pretty dark skin, smiling as he watched the rain fall. Obssessed with him at first glance, I soon found out that his family was struggling and that he was among one of the 5 percent male who could give birth due to a mutation that happened long ago where babies were born with wombs irrespective of their sex.
we had a deal where once he turned 18, he was going to marry me but love is unpredictable. While I was aware of who he was, he was not aware of me. He did not know who I was as a person and it was natural for him to fall in love with someone else.
Was I angry or dissapointed? Yes, but in myself
Dissapointed that I did not make him fall for me sooner, thinking that a deal was enough fot him to be mine. I was naive to think that he would have loved me later.
Seeing him with the man he loves, seeing the way his eyes lit up in happiness, I could tell how much the boy meant to him and as someone who loved him, his happiness was all I could wish for.
Goodbye Winter Narsia, my first love.
Ignoring the pang in my chest, I walked up the stairs which lead to the roof. I was currently at a birthday party where I was planning to officially introduce myself to Winter but I guess it turned into something else.
I sighed and took a breath of fresh air as drops of tear fell down my cheek. The air was kind of cold but the view was so pretty. Walking towards the edge, I leaned my hands on the wall that acted as a barrier. I wiped my cheeks and just admired the view of the city, trying to just enjoy the peaceful atmosphere. However, I heard footsteps anad turning around, I saw a tall and huge man with curly blonde hair and gorgeous brown eyes. I could smell the scent of his perfume which kind of smell like vanilla.
"Hello, beautiful" He said in a soft voice, his hands inside his pants as he stared at me with a smile
"Who the fuck are you and what is an old man like you doing at a teen"s party?" I questioned. His eyes never left mine and I felt like a prey with the way he was looking at me. He was an inch taller than me but his physique was different than mine. He was kind of buff and his suit clinged to his body, outlining his hard muscles.
ooof, he could pass as a god
"Old man? How rude of you. I was just invited by my employee and I had to accept after finding out that a certain someone I was interested in was also attending" He teased in amusement and I rolled my eyes, controlling the urge to punch his face to wipe out his annoying smirk.
Deciding not to mess with him, I was about to walk away when he pulled me by the waist.
"Where's my pretty kitten going?" He asked and I could feel myself turning red from embarassement and anger
"What are you doing!?" I asked , trying to push him but he was strong
"What a pretty color" He whispered, pressing his lips on my cheeks and I stiffened. He caressed my cheeks with his thumb and I could feel his other hand wander on my leg??
"Sorry about that kitten, see you soon" He answered. Taking a step back, he gave me one last smile before walking away while I was still processing what had just happened. My cheeks were still tingling and the faint scent of vanilla still lingered in the air
What an asshole!
After a while, I was starting to get really cold and I felt the urge to pee, so,I went to look for the bathroom but accidentally opened the door to a room where two men were cuddling against each other...Winter and his lover to be exact
They were sleeping and holding each other protectively
Remembering that I was supposed to marry winter, I decided to leave him a note to tell him that there was no need for him to follow the deal his parents and mine made. I made sure to tell him that he was free and I sincerly wished him happiness
After peeing, I made my way home and since it was cold, I stuffed my hands inside my pocket, only to feel a piece of paper, I removed it and opened it, reading the content
Meeting on Saturday, date: xx/xx/xx at yyyyy
Long story short, your father owes me so, be a good boy and come, okay? Wear whatever you want, you look pretty in everything,
Arthur Carson Jones
My father owes him? What in the world is happening?.....
This name, why is it familiar? After a while of using my stupid brain, I finally remembered where we had met.
3 years ago, 16 years old William.
Note: Arture was not interested in young William in a romantic way!!!
"What did you do? I'll fucking kill you" An angry man yelled at the poor lady who accidentally spilled juice on his white shirt. Everyone watched in horror as he removed a gun, pointing it at the trembling lady's head.
What the hell is wrong with people!? Without wasting time, I rushed to them. pulling the woman to hide behind me
I look at him dead in the eyes and taking his shocked moment as an opportunity, I snatched the gun from his hand and clenched my fist before punching him right in the face. The man in question fell on the ground with a loud thud and I was kind of satisfied by the result.
"You're such a fucking idiot! How dare you threaten a lady? How dare you disrespect her?" I said coldly and the man looked at me in anger, cupping his bruised cheeks.
"It's my party, I do whatever I want. Do you know who I am?" He asked arrogantly, calling his bodyguards who immediately rushed to his side
"All I see is an asshole who can't afford another expensive suit" I mocked and the man got up in anger, trying to punch me back but I quickly dodged the hit and slammed my fist on his nose, his blood spilling on the ground
"Kill him" He ordered in anger. By now, everyone was watching us and I was about to defend myself when a cold voice ordered the man to stop
Just a simple 'stop' and the guards immediately stepped back, making a path for the man to walk. A tall man walked towards me and he stood in front of me, a blank expression on his face
"Can I know why you attacked my man?" He asked coldly and I pointed to the crying lady who was frozen in fear.
"Look at what he did" I snarled, glaring at the sexy man who looked behind me. He sighed and stared at the asshole on the ground. The tall man removed a gun and I didn't even flinch when he shot the man on his arm. He let out a pained cry and some of the guests started yelling. Soon, the atmosphere was heavy with loud murmurs and cries.
The guards picked the man on the ground and went away, probably to bring him for treatment
I was in fact not scared and I believe that the man deserved it.
"I sincerely apologise for what just happened, my lady. I will make sure this never happens again. Someone accompany her to the washroom and let her have anything she wants, it's on me" The man said loudly and men went to help the lady
The unknown man looked at me again and his cold expression changed into amusement
"My my, How fearless and brave" He teased, walking towards me slowly. He lifted his hand and I frowned when he patted my head
"Such a fierce little guy" He said, treating me as a kid and I slapped his hand away as I tidied my hair
"Sorry, I don't appreciate people touching me" I said flatly and he chuckled
"Do you know who I am?" He asked and I frowned
"Does it make a difference?" I asked and he chuckled, shaking his head before taking a step closer to me
"It does not matter but your leader owes me some favors" He said, his hand going to brush the symbol representing my gang tattooed on my neck.
"It still doesn't matter. Power doesn't allow one to be an asshole to others. Money and position doesn't excuse a pathetic character" I replied and the man nodded
"Hmm what an interesting one, aren't you? How old are you?" He asked
"16" I answered and he chuckled
"You'll grow up into a fine young man! Remember my name, kid, It's Arture, maybe our path will cross again in the future" After saying that, he gave me a nod of acknowledgement before walking away
He was walking with an air of royalty around him and to be honest,he was such a fine man
Now that I think of it,
How could I have forgotten about him?
What does he want from me now!?? why did he show a romantic interest in me when it was not like this in the past!?
Once I reached home, I immediately went to hug my dad
"Woah kiddo, what's wrong?" he asked and I sighed on his neck.
"Winter already love someone else, dad. I don't want to force him to like me" I mumbled and dad hugged me back, patting my head
"What a good boy you are!! Your mom would have been so proud of the man you've become, William. You let him have the life he wanted without you obssessing over him, this is enough to show what kind of person you are. It will be okay one day, I know it'" He whispered and I sobbed
"It hurts" I whimpered and he hummed the familiar lullaby he used to sing to me when I was little
"I know, kiddo. Cry all you want, it's normal for men to cry no matter how old they are!"
After a while, dad pulled back and wiped my tears, before gently pecking my forehead
"Come on. When your mom broke up with me due to a misunderstanding years ago, My mom and I watched movies the whole night and we also ate ice cream. Let's do it too"
And that's what we did the whole night, watch t.v and eat ice cream
When I woke up the next morning, I was still on couch. I heard voices in the kitchen and yawned, getting up. I walked upstairs to brush my teeth and looked at my messy hair. I blinked sleepily and sighed, walking to the kitchen like a zombie.
For whom did I have to look pretty anyway?
Was this behaviour of mine due to my heartbreak? na,
I do this every single morning.
I was wearing an old grey shirt with a smiling star and a sweatpant. I have no idea what the shirt was doing in my wardrobe but meh, it was comfy and it's now mine.
When I walked into the kitchen, I closed my eyes and sniffed the air before letting out a sigh
"Fucking blueberry pancakes" I mumbled only to freeze when I saw none other than an amused Arthur himself
"What the fuck is this man doing in our kitchen?" I asked and dad looked kind of nervous
"Come and eat, kiddo. Don't start a fight with him, we owe him" Dad said, gesturing me to stop talking with his eyes and I looked at Arthur before rolling my eyes
I went to grab my plate of pancake and I could feel his heated gaze on me
"Hm, your son is quite interesting" Arthur teased and after taking my plate, I went to sit next to dad who tensed
Why was dad scared of him?
"I'm a normal person" I replied flatly.
"You know that I can kill you for talking to me like that, right?" He suddenly said, his voice with no trace of humor and I noticed how dad turned pale.
I snorted and looked at his cold expression. Shivers ran down my spine at the detached expression he had. He looked lifeless and untrustable, as if he could snap and attack me.
I, however, was not scared of him
"You could have done it 3 years ago" I replied, averting my eyes to my plate of pancake.
To be honest, my reasoning was kind of stupid. He could have changed from the person he was!
"I hate them" I grumbled, glaring at my pancakes
"You can't kill them with your eyes Kiddo, they were never alive in the first place" Dad said, trying to shift the conversation and lighten the atmosphere.
"They were, in the form of eggs and blueberry" I replied. I could feel Arthur's gaze on me and I looked at him with a frown
"Do I have to beg for you to let me eat in peace?" I asked and he smiled
"Why not?" He said and I licked my lips
I removed my gun and pointed it at him
"Or I can kill you. Are you sure you want to mess with me?" I said with a grin, finding this very amusing
"You don't have the guts to fire, Beautiful-"
Pressing on the trigger, the bullet passed right next to his neck, hitting the wall behind.
As soon as I did this, dad got up in shock while guards started filling the place
However, Arthur got up and raised his hand to stop them from taking me down. He stared at me with dark eyes and suddenly chuckled.
One would have thought that he finally lost his mind.
"let's go, I've seen enough" Arthur suddenly said to his men, looking at my father
"It was a pleasure to meet you, Mr Greyson. Thank you for inviting me for breakfast" He said, looking at me one last time
"Don't forget, William. Saturday at 2 pm. Goodbye" He said, walking away with his head held high
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Was the first thing my dad said as soon as Arthur left
"What?" I asked in confusion
"Do you know who he is? He is Arthur Carson, the man with anger issues, rumoured to have raped and killed his lover" Dad exclaimed and I froze
He killed his lover?
He raped him?
"Are you sure this isn't a rumour?" I asked because Arthur didn't seem angry at all. He looked rather calm for someone with anger issues. Then again, I don't know anyone with anger issues
"It isn't. Everyone knows about him, that's why they're all scared of him, even me. Even his dad disowned him! Don't associate yourself with him, I don't want to lose my son" Dad said in fright and I smiled
"Don't worry about me, dad. I am not scared of him and I won't be unless he himself tells me about it. What if it isn't true? What if people judged him too quick? Don't you think that it would be really unfair? My gut doesn't tell me to be afraid of him, I don't feel creepy vibes around him and I want to trust my feelings that he is just misunderstood" I said softly and dad sighed
"Just be careful, kiddo. I trust you but I don't want to lose my only son" He said and I smiled
"You won't lose me, dad"