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Chapter 3

Oliver's POV

Sitting awake early in the morning was a common occurrence for me especially the constant tremors in my hands, plagued after plentiful of nightmares became normal for my mornings that I can confidently say I grown numbed to it. I'm not surprised either when my blanket ruffles beside me, the cause of the noise peaking out from underneath the covers.

"Morning"

Loane croaked out, turning over so he was laying on his back instead to stretch his arms out properly, his wavy hair falling over his face in a mess as a low groan eases its way out in satisfaction before relaxing his body back into the covers. I stiffle a laugh shaking my head lightly feeling my tremors relax before grabbing my phone on my bedside drawer. Checking the time it was currently 6:26 am I pull open my emails deciding to spend my moments looking through them, cautiously responding to important emails whilst skimming through the least irrelevant ones. I yawned tiredly, noticing the time flew by seeing it was now almost eight o'clock.

I turn to Loane who fell back asleep, shaking him slowly to ease him back awake and by the fifth shake he looks at me while blinking away the tiredness in his eyes with confusion.

"What?"

I smile slightly at him before pulling the blanket off of his exposed, chiseled body which I promptly look away from.

"Hey!"

"You need to get up, dad wanted to speak with you this morning"

When I turned back around making sure to keep eye contact I saw realization adorn his expression before gratitude settled in his eyes, a silent thank you exchanged as I continued to watch him as he quickly got up, much to his reluctance, then walked toward my wardrobe picking out a set of clothes, leaving me irritated by his actions but he ignored me and left alwhile waving goodbye. I lean back onto my head board, my body barely waking up as I thought how Loane was the type of person that hated sleeping by himself, a habit he hadn't grown out of. Though if he hadn't help me stay sane at night I would've kicked him out everytime he snuck into my room.

I sighed into my hands, wiping them over my face to try and rid of the sleepiness coming back in nauseous waves. I stretched my body out, a low moan seeping out as the bones in my body made a satisfying sound. My phone pings from beside me alerting someone had just messaged. I debated if I should look into when I just got into a comfortable position but weighing the options inside my head I peaked at the text, shooting up from my position I see it was sent from Loane.

"Dad wants to talk to all of us, come down quick"

I groan leaning my head back in annoyance grumpily mumbling to myself before reluctantly getting out of the comfort of my bed, and trudging toward my closet to pick out a simple but clean outfit. I decided on a beige dress shirt with brown pants, matching it with a watch to hide the tattoo I had of a cross. I went to have a quick shower first before changing into my outfit then styled my hair with some gel. I don't know how much time had passed but by the time I dressed and walked out I saw a beautiful lady standing at the end of the staircase leading to my father's office. I slowly walked down to move past them to get a closer look but I soon came to know that beautiful lady was Arthur. Shocked by my own assumption I bump into him with my shoulder by accident causing him to turn around with a surprised expression.

He looked even more beautiful from the front. His face accentuated with light make up and noticed his eye lashes looked much longer than usual whilst his lips was plump and glossy, shimmering underneath the glow of the lights. It made me pause for a moment until I remember who it was in front of me and I frowned.

"Don't stand in the way of the staircase""

I didn't mean to sound as rough or annoyed as I felt I did but feeling uncomfortable standing in front of him when he was looking so, so not him it made me push past him and head inside our fathers study ultimately ignoring my racing heart.

Upon entering I'm greeted with the majority of my family, my brother's nonchantly sitting in their seats whilst my parents were in the middle. My farther was being coddled by my mother, typical, her breast pushed against him much to his liking as he smirked at her. I resist the urge to roll my eyes while I quietly took my seat next to William who peaked at me before looking away.

I raised an eyebrow at him but decided not to say anything due to the awkwardness filling the room hearing my mother become more 'vocal' To save me from the embarrassment a knock at the door became my new savior. I
The Birch doors creaks open revealing Arthur in all his beauty. He came in quite timidly greeting out parents with his addicting voice before looking around for a seat, the only vacant one being right next to me.

'Please don't sit next to me, please don't sit next to me, please don't- dammit'

I shift in my seat accidentally releasing a sigh as he sat next to me, his perfume inserting into my nose almost making me breath in the fruity scent directly onto his skin, I was lucky I had the will to ignore my thoughts, not like someone I know. I peak at him, blushing from the angle as I saw the way his fake breast protruded out making it seem bouncy. My eyes lingered longer than they should have but luckily I was distracted by our mothers cough.

I turned watching her snuggle into the side of my father more as he turned my way with an unamused look. I felt my heart drop thinking he was looking at me until he spoke up.

"Athena, I heard what happened with you from your mother, meet me in my office after I have a talk with my sons. You are dismissed"

I could only watch from the sidelines as he was humiliated by our farther. I bit my tongue at the tension only to release it soon after as Arthur left. In that moment all I thought was.

Take me with you

Yay. Surprised? Welcome to chapter 3, as promised this is Oliver's POV. It's becoming increasingly harder to write each brothers PoV and I regret choosing six brothers but what the hell. It's fun. Anyway. Can you guess who I'm going to write next? Here's a hint. They're a virgin.

Thank you again for reading