The Letter O: The Rise of the Black Dragon Society
by B.B. Lee
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SYNOPSIS
Asat is a society where its citizens have numbers, not names. Everything is decided for its citizens by The Council. Who they procreate with. Their careers. Their beauty. One citizen has had enough, 11S. This her story. One of rebellion, suffering and strength. The story of her desire for freedom and how she comes to be known as O. And ultimately the tale of how she becomes the leader and founder of The Black Dragon Society, which is to be a formidable threat to The Council.
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Chapter 3: Secrets of the Moon
Forget what the council thought was attractive, there was always a boy in ASAT that I thought to be. 221S. I remember the first time I met him and every time I spent with him I would treat as if it were my last. It was getting harder to in those days, to see him. The Council began to keep a closer eye on me because of the red-lipped woman's reports of my outlandish behavior. Suspicions or not we schemed like Bonnie and Clyde and we made it happen; nothing would stand between us. In particular there is one night that 221S and I snuck away that stands out to me more than the others. It was after my usually mediocre fuck with 10S. I would tell the fool I was going to sleep, he never checked. It was a relief for me that he didn't because what he would have found would have had me sent to solitary confinement; an empty room. I snuck away with precise tact and the grace of a swan, blending in with the shadows against the uneven bricked pavement and dark brick corridors of the city, no one could tell me apart from the darkness. I would wear all black and sneak onto Scorpion lane, where 221S knew of a secret underground passageway to the Dark Forrest. Sometimes I wished that when I got pregnant, because I would, it would be his. His eyes were unspectacular but it was the imperfection of his nose that I loved and the baby softness of his dark skin that I liked most. Some days I would imagine my child being born with a blend of our skins and happiness would float over me, mostly rooted at the universal disappointment that would have spread like a virus over ASAT. They wouldn't have liked that very much, as my child was expected to be extraordinary, specifically blue eyed with an immaculate ivory complexion and a straight lined nose. 221S was thinner than my dictated mate but he had a Warrior Spirit like mine. He had broken his nose many times in his fights in and out of prison, which was held on Island 4, he also had cauliflower ears and a space between his two front teeth but his sex appeal was magnetic. There is a difference isn't there? Every one of us has felt it before, an alluring attraction and chemistry with someone that is imperfectly sexy. A person that we would have never considered with our eyes if their magnetism had not touched our Hearts first. It is one of those magical moments that we all deserve. 221S was known to black out when he fought, conquering challengers double his size. His scars were sexiest of all. He even had tattoos, ones from a secret artist in prison. They each told a story and I found them irresistible. I became well acquainted with each one, having explored his body time and time again, kissing each of them gently. The moon, she was the only one who knew our secret and she kept it to herself. Most of all, his intelligence and experiences enraptured me. He relayed the stories of his rebellious life with vividness, so much so that sometimes I felt like I was there with him. He was an emotive storyteller. 221S also shared the same belief that the rumors if Island 5 were true. He may have not been a celebrity but he was my celebrity. In fact, because 221S had a turbulent history with the government he was a laborer from 8:00am - 5:00pm Monday through Friday, which is a prison sentence on its own. In ASAT, once your history was tainted with Island 4 behavior you were handed the dirty work of the society. He was tainted but I didn't care. In fact, I was addicted to his corrupted body and mind, to his corruption. I wasn't his mate I was his affair. I wasn't his sentence I was his choice.
What I remember most about that particular night was that he told me he loved me. It was in the midst one of our usually enticing conversations, "What does it feel like when you fight?" I asked, completely nude, looking up at the stars, searching for answers in their silence. He smiled against the moonlight and looked at his jagged hands, "To me, it feels like the only time I'm free. I feel free when I fight," he paused, "it's the only time I've ever felt free". This was the first time I felt envy. It was unfamiliar. I envied him for having tasted what made him feel free, for I still hadn't. I yearned to know the feeling. He continued, "'Cept for when I'm with you. I feel free when I'm with you too it's just a little different". I smiled. The few kosher smiles I had shed in my life up until that point had been with him," Soon I am going to find what makes me feel free. I can feel it," I said biting my bottom lip. 221S leaned over and pressed his warm lips against mine and when he did I could feel his tongue, something 10S never did or never wanted to try. His tongue in his kisses never seized to titillate my senses, "I love you O," he was the one person in the whole Universe that called me a name other than 11S or 11. His reason was that O was complete, a letter that was perfect on its own. And in a rare way, it made perfect sense.
"I have to tell you something," but I didn't really have to say it out loud. By the anguish, he knew what it was. I was pregnant. I was going to be forced to Island 1 in the morning, escorted by none other than 10S. We both knew that his could very well be the last time we experienced one another. It hurt me the most I think. To me, it hurt that it could be the last opportunity for my desire to conquer my obedience. Not that that was a difficult task. That night he was tender and when he kissed me, his mouth lingered on mine for a breath longer than it normally did. That night was the first time I had ever made love and to this day I know it still shines in the string of time.
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B.B. Lee
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