"We are supposed to fly to Washington, DC., Young Master Hutton as per your request but I'm not sure that's possible anymore with the child in your care and the heavy downpour. As of now, we are only trying to leave this remote area back to Breckenridge, Ave.""No need to return to Breckenridge, Ave. Not at all. Do you want to kill me, Chad?" He grits his teeth and curses incoherently, clutching his belly tightly. "Ah!" He groans out. His stomach feels like it's about to be ripped apart. The worms are not taking it easy with him."Are you alright, Young Master Hutton?" Chad hastily turns and asks, staring softly at him."I'm not alright, Chad! Can't you see? I'm hungry! Like, I'm fucking starving! My stomach feels like it's about to be ripped apart. The worms in my belly are feeding on my intestines. It hurts so badly."Chad hastily picks up his phone in a panic. How can he sit here and watch his Young Master die of starvation? What will he tell Mr. Michael? Will he tell him that hun
In a Regal palace made of pure gold and luxurious accessories, a little boy is sitting on an elevated throne amongst nine Lords. It's the Ocean Lords! He is sitting on a throne higher than that of the Ocean Lords! Just like them, he has a golden crown on his head and is dressed in royal apparel. But the only difference is that while their apparels and crowns are plain there are Python symbols at the back of his apparel and in the front of his crown. This seems to signify his status as the formidable Python Lord!He sits leisurely with his leg crossed, his appearance exuding elegance and sovereignty.The Ocean Lords are staring at him with admiration and respect. He is but a seven years old lad yet he has done things and accomplished feats most people can only dream of doing or accomplishing. He has achieved feats even they can't dream of achieving. He is the Python Lord. The Lord of Lords!Even for formidable figures like them, being in his presence is an honor.There is a friendly
Having decided on that, Chad dishes the food and hurries back to the room, straight to Lucian who has been expectantly waiting, and extends the pasta bowl of food to him.Lucian beams as if he's just won a lottery, as soon as Chad passes to him the pasta bowl full of more beef and vegetable fried rice. He hastily takes it from him and digs in.Just like in the first, in less than five minutes, Lucian also finishes the food, and this time, he feels like he has eaten something. He, however, desires some more, but for some reasons, he refrains from asking for that and instead, requests a glass of water.One of the reasons is the simple fact that he doesn't want Chad to think he is a glutton. He had only eaten that much because he was too hungry. And still wants more because that hunger hasn't been entirely quenched. Anyone in his shoes would be as much hungry as he is, or even more!"Are you positive you want only water, Young Master Hutton?" Chad inquires sarcastically, a grin forming
"Water to wash your hands, Young Master Hutton," Chad's courteous voice infiltrates Lucian's thoughts."Why, old man, do you keep intruding on my thoughts every time I try to think?" Lucian is greatly mortified. He hisses loudly and casts a cold glare at Chad. The old man appears to have no satisfactory answers to his questions yet each time he tries to think and come up with one himself, he distracts him in one way or the other. What is wrong with him? Geez!He stands up and hurls the bowl of water in Chad's hands away, splashing water all over the room! "You are completely inept! Leave before I finish using the restroom!" He howls, his eyes bloodshot and his body exuding a faint feral aura.He briskly walks to his closet and furiously flings it open. After browsing through his clothes for five minutes or more, he picks out a brief, shorts, and a top. He tosses the shorts and top to the bed and strolls into the bathroom with the brief, his face so gloomy. BANG!He slams the bathroom
She slapped him twice! Twice! Gosh! Lucian can forgive her for the first but never for the second! She stepped over the line! He will never take it lying down! Never!For a teen who has suffered humiliation and baseless accusations all his life, he sure knows how it feels and he will never be one to take such any longer! Things are different now! He is no longer the poor wretched orphan who anyone could trample upon! No one is allowed to humiliate or berate him, let alone baselessly accuse him! No one! He is so furious! Who gave her the guts?! Ah! He feels like digging a hole through her chest all the way to her back!His blood is boiling."Didn't you hear me or do you want me to repeat myself? Don't tempt me, Helen! Don't! climb down from my damn bed right now and get the hell out! I have a bad temper and you won't like it if you provoke me any further!"Helen jerks in terror and her whole body, including her chest and voice begin to tremble. "Y... you took advantage of me and inste
Lucian has an incredulous expression as Helen's babbles come to an end. The excuse for the first slap might be quite understandable, but the second? That's gibberish to him!No matter what, she could have been calm and asked questions first! If he was a woman beater and she slapped him ruthlessly that second time for no reasonable reason, did she think she would have had the cheek to say all that? Hmph! He snorts coldly and casts a ferocious glare at her."If you hadn't been spoiled rotten by your parents, I'm sure you'd have had a better temperament and wouldn't have raised your hand to slap someone just because you were timid! You are full of pride and think you can trample on anyone!"I'm sure you've grown accustomed to slapping people over the years because of that pride! It wasn't all about how you felt! I, Lucian, Wood, would never forgive you no matter how you beg! And you must leave my apartment immediately!""Hmph!" Helen scoffs derisively. "You keep shouting I should leave yo
"Don't get too comfy!" Lucian rolls his eyes at her, turns, and walks away into the bathroom."I shouldn't get too comfy?! Hah, I already am! What are you going to do about it?!" She sniggers as she watches his back disappear into the bathroom and a warm feeling creeps into her heart, spreading all the way to her cheeks, which heat up and turn bright red. She can't help but admit how charming Lucian is even when he's angry. She is a huge fan of Greek gods. And Lucian's jaw setting into a hard line, his flared nose, and his bloodshot eyes make him look so much like one! It's no good thing to provoke someone but she kinda loves the angry Lucian more. She could do anything to look into that bloodshot eyes, flared nose, and set in a hard line jaw again.How much the mere thought of Greek gods, as well as seeing them in movies, give her butterflies and get her dripping fucking wet.Thinking of Lucian decked in a Greek godly attire and wielding a trident in his right hand, standing over s
Lucian has spent his entire life at the bottom of society. It is not incorrect to say he was amongst those who believed there was no illegal way out of jail except the prisoner was granted bail through due process, or he or she broke out.Helen's statement is a real eye-opener. It's befuddling. However, it is less than it would have been if he had not found himself in Silver Crest Hospital. Doctor Bertram's words are still fresh in his mind. He quite knows there's almost nothing impossible for rich people to accomplish. They can do and undo. Bertram told him all there is to know. And he will forever hold on to those words.When he came across the assholes, Mickey and Dani, he knew at first sight that came from wealthy backgrounds. The car they rode and the air of arrogance they carried were enough to reveal that to anyone. But he had no idea scumbags like them will come from first-rated families! First-rated! If it was in the past, he would have been terrified. But everything has chan