As a brilliant man once said .."Our life is the sum of our choices "
We never truly know if a choice is right or wrong until after it's made but as someone who has lived life , believing that I could be anything ,a risk is worth taking .
Only that, this time ,it isn't for me ,it is for the woman who gave me life .
And when it comes to the people you love ,you don't just take risk ,you do the unthinkable .
You break rules ,cross lines and dare the world to stop you .
But what if this risk you're taking means dining with the devil himself?
A man who's danger is only matched by the beauty curved into his face .
Jawline sharp enough to cut glass ,lips curved into a smile that could ruin nations ,eyes the colour of sin and secrets and a voice so smooth ,it could talk you into selling your soul.
He moves like a shadow, silent and controlled yet even the air bends to obey the presence that demands the room .
"Young Mason..."
They call him ruthless ,powerful and untouchable but some silly reasons ,I call him mine ; though not in any way that makes sense .
My favourite thing to call him is a psycho but this psycho is the reason I can barely breath and the reason I breath .
He's never one to let you go and I've never been one to stop asking him to let me go although ,deep down in my heart ,I don't want to .
Feels fun to taunt him into something I would never wish for ; not even in my nightmares .
And yet ,here I am ,heels clicking against the marble floors ,walking straight into his lair and knowing fully well that ,sometimes, the only way to save the ones you love is to make a choice to dine with the devil .
ONE MONTH AGO
Soft moans as he drives carefully on her ,his facial expression no different from always ;foul and calm !
Suddenly he pulls out of her in disdain as he makes his way on the couch angry ; a feeling she had no interpretation to .
Still flushed with desire ,she stands up and walks towards him slowly .
She lifted his chin gently, trying to draw him back in but he caught her wrist mid-air .
Those eyes of his flushing with anger like a flowing molten lava.
"Get dressed and get out!"His tone was flat and commanding .
Not ready to obey the command ,she parted her lips in confusion.
"W-what's the matter Adonis ? Why ? Did I do something wrong ?"She asked , her voice trembling with apology .
He grabbed her jaw tightly and lean close to her face ,their noses almost touching.
"No living thing born out of a human has been born to question me !
When Adonis Mason says leave ,it means leave !" He affirmed ,his voice cold as steel .
"But.."
"Now ! " She quickly grabbed her clothes and ran out of the room .
The moment she left ,he snapped his fingers and a broad -shouldered almost instantly ,head bowed in deference.
"Young Mason! It was my mistake ,I'm sorry!"
Adonis didn't look up ..."Don't bring women like that into my villa again!"His eyes landed onto his ,his voice sounded like a threat .
The man nodded out of terror and left without another word.
That night, he drove to a sleek restaurant tucked into the city's high-end district, the kind where whispers replaced chatter.
And though his mood was foul and unfriendly ,his dark long pushed back hair and facial expression was calm and this changed the aura of the atmosphere.
He pushed the rim of his dark shades to the bridge of his nose and looked at the place as if spying on everyone while his subordinates followed him swiftly .
The doors to the VIP lounge swung open, revealing two waitresses wearing smiles too practiced to be sincere.
He walked in like a man who owned the air itself, the sharp click of his brogues making its presence known .
Without a word, he took his seat, dismissing a troupe of dancers meant to lighten his mood.
In a shadowed corner ,the two waitresses whispered.
"He's in a bad mood "One muttered ..."And I'm not risking my neck tonight!"
"Neither am i !" The other smirked ..."Let the newbie deal with him.
After all ,she's been here for just a week and somehow ,every customer loves her .
She's even a nerd ; all shy and bookish and I don't even know what those people see about her !
If she screws up which I know she would because she looks sluggish and foolish , he'll scare her off, and we'll be able to get rid of her."
Looking like a perfect plan ,the two ladies smiled in agreement.
Moments later ,a young lady in her mid-twenties with a dark-brown bob hair in slacks and a plain t-shirt matched up to him almost tripping with his wine while pushing the rim of her large glasses up the bridge of her nose .
"S..sorry sir ! " She landed the wine on the table from shivering .
"S..sorry sir ! "She stammered, twisting her fingers nervously.
Adonis found himself staring. Something didn't fit. She didn't move like a waitress. She moved like someone pretending to be one. He glanced at her badge. "Leah," he read aloud while looking at her face .
Her bob framed a face half hidden especially behind those large glasses which was kind of odd in such kind of a place .
And instead of getting angry ,he still found himself staring at this nerd in front of him .
There was something more to this nerd than she was at that moment standing in front of him .
"Gosh ! How could a man be so perfectly created ?"She thought ,while still pushing up the rim of her spectacles; the tenth time if he could recall correctly .
"Go on ! "He gestured .
She quickly brushed her fingers near the rim of the glass which caused him to scream at her .