Hide the Night Star by Fhrell Cee
This is a remake of the old book (draft), and I am also on the process of editing the first book. Please check my other work Winged but Flightless if you have time... Happy reading! ~fCee
CHAPTER 02 - Family Crest
Two weeks had passed and I continually received a letter which of course came as a card piece with one side of which containing the letter and the other one engraved with the insignia of the family where it came.
Only two persons could use the crest. The first one is the boss and the second one is ace also known as the heir. But when the ace used the mark, it's always contained the letter "A."
I touched the crest bearing a snake head, a cobra with an open mouth with a huge diamond sitting inside, then a marking of the letter "A" engraved inside the diamond.
"He's really one persistent bastard," I muttered throwing the card. It spiraled into the opposite side of the room before a hand caught it.
"Oh, is this a letter from your suitor, again?" Damien grinned as he read the letter that he caught marching towards the couch where I sat.
I moved away from him seeing that he's still wearing the white cloth he used so that nothing stains his clothes while inside his office, or really, his torture chamber. But of course as he would always point out, it's technically his laboratory.
"Stay away from me," I told acting gross out and covering my nose. But my reaction was well founded since no one knows what chemicals he touched among other things.
He rolled his eyes before uncloaking his laboratory gown putting it in between us.
"Just so you know, I washed my hands thoroughly after the experiment," he said sitting down on one end of the couch while looking at me amused.
"And here I thought you were actually catching the eyes of some important people."
"Don't look amused," I chided.
"But to think about it, Dylan really is the better looking brother. He looked so cute and pure that you just want to ravish his innocence," he said before putting the card on a small table in front of the couch. "No wonder Lyon Critella had been so adamant in meeting him."
"Stop saying things about my brother. You sounded like a crazy pedophile," I chided looking at the card. "And he's not adamant in meeting my brother. He wants to take Dylan under his wing, if that even made sense."
Damien suddenly found it so amusing that his laughter echoed inside the hall, and maybe even the whole house.
"But seriously," he blurted. "This is like the fifth card this month requesting for a visit. "And it also said that he would march in here even if we didn't give him permission to. He also claims that Dylan also wants to meet him, and that we are detaining and I quote his lover against his will."
"He's crazy. My brother didn't even mention him, not once. And he'd be too lose in the head if he think he can just march in here," I muttered. "No one in their right mind would go into another family's territory without any form of consent."
"And do you think he's in his right mind?" Damien asked. "He got kidnapped with your brother. I don't know what kind of bond they shared or what kind of trauma they suffered. But one thing is for sure, something happened. And you know this kid Lyon? I've heard what little birds chirped about him. They say sometimes, he's not even himself. And sometimes he calls himself Night not Lyon. For all we know, he'd become nuts. It also explains his obsession with your brother."
"That's more the reason why I won't tell him anything about my brother. I won't even meet him. It's all a waste of time," I said walking toward the glass wall of the house that oversees the whole front yard from the third floor.
"Hey... what about the guy I gave you. Were you able to make him sing?" I asked referring to my supposed assassin.
"Him, oh, he sang beautifully," he said walking toward where I stood and gazing at the queue of cars parked down below.
"What did he say?"
"What do you mean, what did he say?" He asked and I turned to glare at him. "Oh, you mean information? I just thought you were referring to how beautifully be cried and begged for me to let him live. But if you're asking about information, he didn't say anything."
"Oh."
"But I did get a little bit of information from him involuntarily," Damien said and I only looked at him confused.
"When I say that, I meant, when I inspected his body," he explained. "I saw a speck of white hair on his head. Not natural, but dyed."
"Oh... so it's them?" I asked.
"Possibly," Damien answered while we both look at the spade sculpture center piece of the front yard which represents our family. "There is only one family obsessed with having white hair in this country, and that because they actually think royalties still exist. They still believed that their blood is better than the others just because some of them still retained that silvery white hair."
"It's the Rossini then," I muttered trying to recall the heir to the Rossini but I couldn't. "Who is their ace again? I couldn't recall his face?"
"Their ace is actually acting as boss already," Damien answered me. "But I've never meet him myself since he always has his twin wolves represent him in meetings. I'm sure you've never meet Nicholas Rossini yet. If you did you'd never forget."
"Never forget? Why?"
"That's what they say. I'm not sure why... as I was saying. I've never met him myself," Damien answered. "And oh, speak of the devil... he is here."
I watched as three black cars paraded at our gate where Damien's eyes landed.
"Is that Rossini?" I asked not recognizing the plate numbers. But then I recognized the snaked head crest with a diamond in its mouth.
"He is one crazy bastard," Damien said as he opened his phone to answer the call of the security at the gate. "Fine, let them in," he commanded as we watch the cars enter and park.
"So, you think he's still right in here?" Damien smiled pointing to his head.
"I guess not," I answered. "What are you doing here, Lyon Critella?"
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