On Sol Imperium, four mythological spirits watch over the kingdoms in order to uphold the growth and development of Sol. To uphold the peace between the Four Kingdoms, the spirits made a pact and chose Four Chosen as vassals from each kingdom.
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tw :: dark themes, swearing, mentions of blood, and graphic violence
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Chapter 4
"Us? Or them? Choose wisely, Lu-Lu, love. It's us or them!"
Words full of possessive claim and expectation repeats in his head like a broken record. Hearing them again and again without stop, Lucas's breathing starts to labor. Feeling trapped, his anxiety worsens at knowing he has no way out. He hiccups, taking in every breath he can gulp in desperation and fear of passing out from lack of air.
"Us?"
"Or them?"
Gasping in surprise, he feels dread beginning to pool around his stomach. The words echoing throughout his mind, chasing him like the plague without stop, withoutstopwithoutstopstopstop!
It doesn't stop-
It doesn't stop-
It doesn't stop-!
Choking a sob at the back of his throat, he's unable to withstand the peer pressure of those echoing words that gets heavier and heavier by the second. It haunts him in his mind. He doesn't know where to hide when he's not even safe from his mind.
Feeling his heart pounding against his chest, he begins to shake uncontrollably.
It just doesn't stop!
Desiree Lu. Old Oak Village's princess within reasons. Sol Heiress of Lu Enterprise that's been climbing through the hierarchy lately. Its main branch operates on the Kingdom of Eternal Spring-Suiren, one of the Four Kingdoms of Sol Imperium. Only recently, it became intercontinental having branches on the Kingdom of Timeless Summer (also known as the Kingdom of Fiesta)-Ignis, and the Kingdom of Aeonic Autumn-Terra.
Not taking a 'no' for an answer, Desiree has the influence and power despite being a young Heiress in name. She won't stop at anything no matter the consequences and the lives she can ruin at a mere mention to her father.
Lucas didn't ask to be born with his current looks, didn't ask to be born with the level of intelligence he worked hard for, almost bordering to genius level, and didn't ask to be born with his boyish charms that entrapped Desiree and started her obsessions with him.
"What the princess asks, she gets," saying that to himself in a trance before everything around him starts to blur as if the world stopped spinning for him-time stopped, time slowed down, time is irrelevant.
Fingers dance over his right arm in a hypnotizing manner. His fingers feel ticklish against the skin where the area is scarred, old, and new. The scar spreads halfway from his elbow towards his shoulder and down to his spine like fire. Its entire existence on his skin is a reminder of how powerful and influential Desiree's family is.
