Eternal Rose [English Ver.]

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Mysta knows Vox will only come to him when he needs comfort and pleasure. When the world seems to be against him, he will come and mysta will happily hug him tightly until morning picks up. It gave him a sense of security and reassurance that at least of the many who had fought him, he could be the only place this man could return to.

Of course mysta never asked for much. He just wanted to help this lonely man and give him his kindness, and well maybe while improving the quality of his own life with the heir's money.

Viewed from any side, being the sole heir of a company is not easy, there is a lot of nonsense to be learned and the Akuma family who always demands perfection need to be satisfied so that his life can run smoothly.

Their meeting is like every other story of a conglomerat kids looking for an escape in the arms of the people who rents themselves out for one short night. A passionate and satisfying but unbound short night. And for a fee, of course, one of the things the rich love. But therein lies the joy.

Vox came alone that day, the lecture from morning until noon was continued again by learning how the company works with the general manager on the orders of his grandfather made his mind feel like it was about to explode. At that moment he knew he needed the escape. The runaway that his father's employees always talked about, which he'd overheard several times. A bar or nightclub located in the city center not too far from his office... There you will find those who will provide what you need, the employee's words echoed in Vox's mind.

He sat at the bar and ordered. Previously he had never come alone to a nightclub, there was always his father's employee or manager who came with him and always for formal events or with college friends.

For some reason the slightly dim lights and humid air bothered him a bit but it was good, which meant that no one would notice him . Because today he doesn't want to care. There was too much bullshit he went through in one day to bother with this little thing. He just wanted to forget everything. So he ordered a drink. To hell with the women who tried to annoy him, he could no longer think of his original purpose.

"Sir, are you all right? You haven't stopped drinking the same drink since you came." A man sat in the empty chair in front of him and had settled into his position.

"Why do you care?"

"Oh no. You can continue. But if you want something refreshing, I can help." He winked at the vox before ordering something from the bartender he seemed to know all too well.

"So may I know what happened to someone like you to get to this place?" He said starting the conversation after the waiter delivered a glass of mixed drink that this man ordered for him. His movements were relaxed, as if he had been in this position and was saying the same thing over and over again.

"People like you can't possibly understand."

"Fine then. But you know that those who come here don't usually come just to drink alcohol?"

"Can't it just be for a drink?" Vox asked rhetorically. Well, that was the original aim, but his running out of energy and his intoxicating drink made him feel unable to hook the girls. Maybe in the end he just needed to be alone with this drink and was trapped in a state that made him cannot think straight.

He just giggled. His sky blue eyes closed as he laughed and hia slender body could be seen. His attire is casual with an oversized orange shirt with black accents which is buttoned open to reveal his chest and shoulders. Also ripped black jeans. The Coker, which is more like a dog collar, is the perfect accessory to complete his look tonight.

"And how can you be so sure that someone like you is what I need right now, sweetie?"

"Just by feelings. That's true, right?" he added. He looked at Vox then continued. "That, or I saw my female friend just then looked annoyed because she fails to get your attention. You hurt her, you know."