Flower He Couldn't Pluck

CHAPTER 50

THIRD PERSON'S POV

People aren't born evil. No one carries hatred in their hearts at the moment they get into this world, which is full of different things. Full of love, fun and life. But it also is full of pain, resentment and greed for power.

The lives of one's living with their souls full of love is the polar opposite to the one's trapped in the viciousness of never-ending dark phases. But they didn't choose that life, did they? They didn't want to wake up every day only to sleep at night with their hands covered in blood.

Every moment the left goodness begs to end the misery.

The life they didn't get to live when seen in someone else, the unholy half of theirs run to destroy it. It's envy that leads the trail of those hurtful feelings, that how dare life can be unfair to them. So they make moves to make it even on their own.

"They're here," An unfamiliar man speaks through the radio as his eyes are fixed on a number of black cars moving in a row towards the destined location.

"Boss, they are here." Andrew hears his right hand uttering the information. Without moving his head, he gazes at his watch. Pretty punctual. He thinks and a smirk leaps over his face.

As Tyler said, King asked Rose to go with him to an exclusive party. He threw hints that it would be dangerous so she needed to stay close to him. King is driven by the longest vengeful devotion. He finally would be able to seek justice for his family. And he is prepared.

Harry on the other hand is worried. King told him about his plan of annihilating him and the Pythons and he can only disagree with it. He knows the power they hold. Sure thing that the Wyvern has been standing tall in this romp but Pythons sit on the throne.

He tries to remind him of his father's words, that attacking immorally should never be done by their family but King's beliefs are different. He doesn't care, not anymore, what his father used to say. His only purpose in his life is to kill the people who killed his family.

"Stay close," He declares before stepping out of the car. Rose notices his unusual behaviour. He reflects a different aura, a daunting one if she verbalises it.

Kate walks behind Rose as they enter the building. Rose sneakily eyes all around, Tyler is nowhere to be found. They notice Pythons' men at almost every corner. Seeing Rose's frightened expression, King holds her hand and presses it gently, reminding her that she's safe.

But Rose can't jerk off the disquiet like something hazardous is going to happen.

Soon enough they all settled down at the largest table the hall had. It didn't look like a party to Rose. No one was there, no music, no dance floor, nothing except the men with snakes imprinted on their bodies.

The hall was huge to the least one can say, with a silver theme and decors alike. It was luxurious. The table they sat on contained chairs for over twenty people. She noticed the fabric covering it, it was handmade.

"Is this the party?" She asks him without meeting his eyes.

"Yeah," He replies plainly. That's when Rose turns her head at him, she finds him staring at her already.

King clenches his jaw vaguely at her innocence. She must be protected, he thinks.

"Here," He put a tiny piece of metal in her hand, making sure the move was unavowed. Rose glances at it, confused at what it is.

"Use it at the right time." He whispers.

"What is this?"

"A weapon-"