School Of Aesthetics | Dark Reverse Harem x Reader

Seventeen

"Those are lies, me and Orion were just speaking, it's disgusting to assume that we would even do such a thing in public!"

Maximilian's eyes narrow as he listens to your, his expression a mix of pique and disbelief.

"You want me to believe that Theseus is the one lying?" His voice sharpens, demanding the truth.

You curl your hand into a tight fist, a surge of anger coursing through your veins.

"Yes, and if you want evidence, just look at where this happened. We were surrounded by people," You gesture towards the festival-goers.

Theseus smirks, unfazed by your denial.

"You have easily taken a blanket to hide, and walked to a secluded spot."

The lie is stupid and inaccurate, but Maximilian doesn't see it this way. 

"THEN HOW WHERE YOU WATCHING US DO THE DEED?"

You exclaim, ready to choke Theseus.

Maximilian cringes at your loud tone of voice before placing his hand up to silence you, and says sharply.

"Lower your voice, elegant women don't raise their voice especially towards men"

"And elegant men shouldn't lie but I guess you aren't men after all"

Maximilian and Theseus shared a brief, amused glance, their arrogance on full display.

"Ah, the ravenous pride of the untamed wolf, always ready to rebuke and outrage," Maximilian drawled, shaking his head.

Theseus chuckled, clearly not dissuaded by your fiery outburst.

"It's a shame you don't maintain the same level of composure in other situations, my dear, people might take you more seriously."

Orion who was silent the whole time, decided to take an action.

And this is beating up Theseus in the most brutal way. 

Maximilian watches, unamused, as his friend gets beaten up by Orion.

"Oh God"

You exclaim in horror, trying to pull Orion away in fear that he might get into trouble for what he is doing.

Especially when you hear cracking noise.

Orion doesn't deserve to go to prison because of Theseus.

The redhead's fist continued to connect with Theseus' face, the crunch of bone audible in the now-deafening silence.

You tugged at Orion's arm with all your might, pleading with your eyes for him to stop.

Maximilian, unmoved by Theseus' misfortune, stepped closer to you, his expression turning calculating.

"Perhaps your lover's brute strength is the only thing that matches your fiery tongue, a feral pair, to be sure." He sneered, a sly grin twisting his lips.

Among the chaos, someone nearby took out their phone, recording the brawl that had erupted in the center of the festival.

After knocking out Theseus, Orion moves to  Maximilian to do the same to him.

But the Elite's leader grabs Orion's fist before breaking it with ease.

And then breaks his whole arm.

It didn't even take a minute to do all of that.

How is this... even possible?

Orion groans in pain as you step towards him, bending down trying to assure him everything is going to be ok.

Meanwhile Maximilian walks over to Theseus, looking down at the boy with cold expression.

"You are expelled from the Elites, Theseus"