AAMON'S REIGN

CHAPTER 3

 

Aamon's anger surged, his fist tightening and his teeth grinding together, his gaze fixed on Bruce and his gang with eyes ablaze. 

He was astonished by their words, unable to fathom their audacity in bringing him to the roof deck and requesting his silence. 

What's the secret they wanted him to keep? Was it the fact that they almost got him killed?

With a furious laugh, Aamon advanced towards them, never breaking eye contact with Bruce. He was about to inquire further, his mouth poised to ask the pressing questions. 

"What exactly is the secret you're asking me to keep?" Aamon inquired, causing Bruce's expression to shift as he turned his gaze towards him. 

"Are you really expecting me to hide the fact that you pushed me off this roof deck and almost killed me, and it’s all because of bullies like you?" He inquired, yet received no response. 

Deep within, a seething rage consumed him. That he really wanted to confront Bruce and let out all of his anger was overwhelming, but he knew that right now, on the campus grounds, was not the right time to do that. 

“Hey, you listen, and I want you to listen very well, bastard.”  Bruce sneered as he grabbed Aamon's   "Don’t you even dare to utter a single word about what happened here to anyone." He issued a menacing warning. 

"If someone else finds out about this, I won't let it slide. Rest assured, I'll ensure to kill you for real this time." Bruce issued a menacing warning to Aamon, but Aamon merely responded with a smug smile. 

Bruce and the rest of his gang were absolutely terrified, fully aware of the dire consequences that would follow if Aamon decided to reveal the truth to anyone, or worse, to the authorities. 

They were well aware of the potential consequences, and their fear reached new heights, yet Aamon remained indifferent to their plight. 

Aamon gently shoved Bruce's hand aside as he made his way towards Venice, his disbelief mounting at the sight of her growing close to Bruce. He felt let down by her. 

"How could you?" The words escaped her lips, filled with a mix of disbelief and betrayal. Aamon finally confronted Venice, his voice filled with disappointment, questioning her choice of decisions. 

Aamon inquired once more. 

"Why are you still associating with Bruce and his group, even though I risked my life to protect you from them?" Aamon's emotions were evident in his voice, a mix of anger and disappointment, though he refrained from raising his voice. 

And as if it didn’t end there, Aamon continued to rain Venice more queries that seemed to relay his disappointment over her actions.

"Why were you sitting on his lap when I was the one who risked my life to save you from those people by falling from the rooftop?" Aamon was angry and disappointed, and the choices of his words were enough to showcase that, despite how moderate he was saying it.

Venice had this belief that Aamon had feelings for her, but she hesitated due to his difficult circumstances as an orphan who faced constant bullying and financial struggles. 

She questioned whether investing her time in a relationship with him would be worth it—because she, too, was struggling with the same fate.

"Do you really expect me to be with you just because you nearly lost your life trying to rescue me?" Venice scoffed with a hint of disdain as she taunted Aamon. 

"Being around Bruce is like a refreshing breeze," she expressed. "Jella and her friends used to bully me a lot, but ever since I started going out with Bruce, they haven't bothered me anymore." She slapped those hurtful words while she and Bruce shared a laugh at Aamon once more. 

"Bruce stood up for me, taking revenge on my behalf by confronting them physically. And as a result, they have gained a newfound respect for me. Do you think you would have been capable of such for me? I don’t think so. You could even barely save your sorry ass." Venice harshly said.

“Being with Bruce was so much better,” Venice thought as she finished speaking. 

Bruce felt a surge of pride as he stood before Aamon. He pulled Venice close, embracing her tightly before sharing a passionate kiss, completely lost in the moment. 

Venice let out a passionate moan as they embraced, clearly relishing in the moment. She found immense pleasure in Bruce's unwavering devotion and the way he fought for her, culminating in this passionate kiss. 

It pained Aamon to witness the girl he had feelings for kissing the dude who had been a bully to him. Not only did Bruce embarrass him, but Venice also let him down by being with Bruce. 

Aamon's anger consumed him, causing his fist to clench tightly and his body to tremble uncontrollably. His body shook as the other bullies continued to mock him, yet he sensed a profound shift in his surroundings. 

He no longer experiences weakness, and, if anything, he feels stronger than ever before. 

As he held onto the mystical amulet, a surge of power and strength coursed through his veins, making him feel invincible. In that moment, he believed he could conquer anyone, even someone as formidable as Bruce. 

Bruce was engaged in a passionate embrace with Venice, much to Aamon's growing anger. However, Bruce quickly became aware of Aamon's displeasure and broke away from Venice, making his way towards Aamon. 

Bruce couldn't stand the fact that Aamon was still alive, absolutely hating his mere existence and longing to confront him with an unrivaled drive. He wanted to leave visible bruises on his face.

He remembered a time when Aamon was defenseless against bullies, unaware of the existence of an amulet that granted him power. 

"You must believe you're quite extraordinary for being able to evade death. How about I grant you a glimpse of death once more?" Bruce smirked as he clenched his hand into a fist. 

Aamon's breath came in ragged gasps, his eyes a different hue, and his bones pulsing with an otherworldly strength. Yet Bruce remained oblivious to these extraordinary changes. 

Unaware of the impending danger, Bruce remained oblivious to the fact that Aamon's rage was reaching a boiling point. The relentless taunting from the bullies only fueled Aamon's fury, increasing the risk of a potentially fatal outcome for Bruce. 

"Give him a good thrashing! Who does he think he is, speaking to you in such a disrespectful manner?" One of the other bullies behind Bruce remarked, instilling a newfound confidence in Bruce that he could quickly beat Aamon. 

"That guy is a worthless bastard who doesn't have a family. He's a poor and stupid one. Go and teach him a lesson for trying to act as though he could stand up against you, Bruce." Another mean bullie from behind Bruce added. 

Aamon remained still, refusing to raise his gaze. His eyes burned with a fiery crimson, a clear indication of the danger that lurked within. He was acutely aware that any contact with Bruce would kill him.

Perhaps it's about time for him to teach Bruce some lessons for what he did instead.

However, what was going on around them came to a halt as Aamon and Bruce were on the verge of exchanging blows when a captivating voice caught their attention from behind. 

The rest of them looked in her direction especially after the enchanting woman’s voice said, "Hey, what brought everyone here?"