"What if it was the prince who needed saving?"
Not receiving an ounce of love even in his childhood, he became heartless. His cold exterior scared people away, and not to mention his detached, unemotional personality. Haunted by his past, he was use...
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Shouldn't you start acting more like an adult? You're my right-hand man, Felix. Grow up"
He whines, fixing his hair in front of the mirror. "Come on, now! You're just twenty-four, Zane. Not an eighty-something-year-old grandpa who's too old to have fun. Besides" he looks at me and smirks.
"Astraea's gonna be there" I feel my heart accelerate as the name is mentioned. Astraea's gonna be there. Why do I care? "I don't care" I clear my throat and stand up, walking towards the door.
He laughs behind me, and I have this urge to punch him where it hurts. "Are you really going to deny that she doesn't interest you?"
Doesn't just interest me, Felix.
"She doesn't" I walk downstairs, Felix lagging behind me. "Where's Bianca?" I ask him, hands tucked in my pocket as I walk into the main restaurant.
"She's getting ready for the sideshow" I glare at him "Her too?" He laughs. "She might be a crazy, controlling freak, but even she knows when to let go"
I scoff and look around.
My attention is snatched when I see Iris near the back with an old man in front of her. My dick fuckin' jumps when I take in her appearance.
If perfection had a face, it would be hers.
Then, I notice a few tears on her cheeks. She looks up at us and quickly wipes them away, saying bye to the old man in front of her.
My heart burns at the sight of her tears. I have the desire to set fire to anything that made her cry. She approaches us, wiping her cheeks and fixing her hair.
"Are you okay? Was that old dude tellin' you stories of his childhood?" Felix says. She turns her chin towards him.
She shakes her head, putting on a brave face. I wanna boop her fucking nose. I can't stand seeing tears in those beautiful fucking eyes.
"He was telling me stories of his wife" That fucking melts me. I'm not the one to find things cute, but her. Fucking her.
She sniffs, rubbing her eyes with her fists. Then, her eyes land on me and she tilts her head. "You're coming? I thought you were supposed to be the duty-no-party type"
"I am the duty-no-party type, Iris" I look at her with a cocked brow.
"Then why are you coming? Not that I don't want you there, but shouldn't you be focusing on your work?" She licks her bottom lip. I sigh and a little chuckle leaves my mouth.
"Have fun" I say and leave the place.
The cool night air hits my face, ruffling my hair as I walk out. Mal appeared at Temptation to beg me to free his brother this morning. I enjoyed it. Seeing desperation and misery on his face bought me so much amusement it's ridiculous.
