Love me past secrets

Chapter 4

"Asshole tells me to make time for him but he's two hours late" I impatiently checked my phone for the time.

Two hours past the agreed upon time-- the time he chose and wouldn't change despite me having a life with priorities.

I waited in the cafe Kaius picked. everything was him him him, his time ad his place of choice. I felt like a lap dog he'd stroke on the head for doing a trick or obeying. He says jump, i say how high-- embarrassing, why him of all people that could've caught me. Him.

I swear the universe has something against me.

He got me looking stupid, waiting for--'my master', my tormentor, some bullshit like that--him.

It felt as if I were stood up for a date. I tapped my finger against my empty cup that I finished less than an hour ago.

I shot glances at the door every time the bell that hung above rang, and every time it wasn't Kaius.

"I bet he did this for a laugh" I grumbled to myself. I stood with annoyance burning through my body like wild fire spreading across dry grass. I'll just go to his place and give him a piece of me mind.

I exited the cafe and began walking down the street.

Only frustration coursed through my body. I wasted my morning, I missed out on seeing my grandfather—I didn't care so much about going anyway, grandpa would only laugh and ponder at how unsuccessful I was.

I was more so upset with myself for waiting long, looking stupid, listening to the workers whisper behind my back.

Kaius, you fucking asshole.

"Dae! Sorry the shoot went longer than expected" I turned my head to see Kaius jogging my direction. I though apologies was below him— He came out like that? He looked like an idol that ran off the stage after performing for hours.

He looked good—eh he was mid. I would never dare to give him more credit than he deserved, especially if it would boost his ego, causing it to erupt and flood the whole city.

Kaius wore a black suit pants with gold beading on the right leg. His top matched, with the same Gold beading. The two bottom buttons were buttoned up while the rest daring to hide his firm chest gleamed with an oily shine, almost as bright as he damn snarky smile.

His hair pushed back with a few strands falling forward in his face, giving him the ideal bad boy face and hair-- or a princely look if we included the outfit.

Eyes were watching as people past us, I'm positive most of them thought we were either practicing for a movie about an idol and some bullshit love story for a plot or he was just an idol with his manager.

My eye began to sting, the dude was a beaming light of handsomeness. It pissed me off. "Whatever. Why'd you have me cancel plans for you when you were busy yourself?"

"Because" he didn't answer my question "Cmon I need to get back to the shoot". A scoff left my lip as I turned the opposite way that he came from.

Kaius quickly stepped in front of me "I didn't want to do it either, our father organization a shoot for Ambrose and I" His voice held resentment towards his dad.

"Ambrose is there?" interest peeked.

Kaius' face shifted into a frown "eh yeah" he began walking the way he came "You don't even want to come so why would you care?" He side glanced me with a hidden smirk.

I quickly followed after him "my plans were canceled anyway, so why not" I had a soft smile. I wanted to see Ambrose.

"Car is that way" Kaius pointed towards his black Cadillac. "Why did your dad arrange shoots anyway?" I questioned. Him and Ambrose were no strangers to the public eye as models. They've been modeling for years for various brands and articles. Though I knew they had little interest in continuing once they entered collage. I guess they still did some here and there.