Capítulo 2: My son is Demon King!
An infamous club in downtown Astra City had a crowd buzzing like a swarm of bees inside a hive. As people danced on stage, the scent of perfumes blended with the sweet smell of dancers. Lights flaring, the music drowning out the sound of young people making out and moaning in a dark corner of the club.
In the midst of it, there was a private room where some famous young figures of the city were gathered.
" Hey, who is that handsome man sitting over there?"
With curiosity, a young boy with red hair asked his companion.
From the moment that the man entered the room, all eyes were on him. His sexy physique was reflected in his tall figure, broad shoulders, strong waist, and long muscular legs. The fashionable style of his jet-black curly hair highlighted his strong jawline and bony cheeks, while his costume-made casual indigo suit further enhanced his fair complexion. His eyes were the most striking aspect of the man. Looking directly at them, the profound coldness and indifference they possess would shake your entire soul to its core. This handsome man just sitting alone on a couch made all the other people look like squids wiggling around him.
The red-haired boy's intense gaze on him was not out of the ordinary.
" Oh, not even five minutes of arriving here and you found your next prey? You better not pry into his business. The last one was kicked out of the city."
The man in a black suit, seated next to the boy, responded with a tone of seriousness and disdain. Alec Bowen, who was labelled as a role model for the young generation, had a reputation for being shrewd and calculating in the business world of Astra City. However, He was faced with a dilemma when he was tasked with babysitting and entertaining an eighteen-year-old boy who was wet behind his ears.
His mother had been nagging him for some time to take this so-called younger brother out. Otherwise, he would not have put himself at risk by bringing this playboy to this gathering.
Being near the famous CEO of Ren company, known as the Demon King, was not something he would enjoy if it was up to him. But The family of this man was the primary beneficiary of all their business deals with his company, with most of his shares being held by him.
Alec looked at the ignorant boy and shook his head.
"Hirvan, I give one piece of advice because my mother likes you so much. Birds of feathers flocked together. Don't even think about hanging yourself on him to gain a foot in this high society. Do you know how many idiots I have seen every day trying to catch the eyes of that man? They all think they are different from others, and they would have a chance. However, all of us mean nothing in the eyes of him. So, you better extinguish that dangerous thought in your head as soon as possible."
" Ummm." The boy just nodded his head in answer, still his gaze focused on the man in the centre of the room.
Alec's blood pressure rose as his words went from his right ear to the left of the boy without any impact. He opened his mouth to chastise the boy more harshly when a commotion happened across from them.
A young girl was pushed to the floor while a glass of liquor was thrown at her face. Silence fell over the entire room. The sensation of fear in the air was overwhelming. Everyone held their breaths not making a sound. The black hair gorgeous man rose from his seat non-challently and exited the room.
No one came near the girl or offered any assistance to her. With just one action, everyone had excluded the girl from the circle. The cruelty of reality finally was drawn on the girl.
Alec noticed Hirvan trying to go to the embarrassed girl and stopped him with his hand.
His azure eyes showed pure anger and disbelief as the red-haired boy glanced at him.
" Have you forgotten all my warnings from before? To survive in this place, you must read the room!"
Alec unleashed his anger on the boy.
Hirvan was frozen in his seat as his pupils trembled.
' Are you stupid? You are nobody right now! What did you want to do? scolding him for his rude behaviour?' Hirvan criticized himself in his mind.
" Sorry. I'm feeling a bit dizzy. I go take a breath outside."
Hirvan stood up and left the private room in a hurry.
' What am I thinking? coming here was a mistake! He would never recognize me!'
He struggled to breathe due to the intense sadness.
' Where is the exit?'
Hirvan searched for it in the swarm of people desperately, Even though he knew this place like the back of his hand. He was not in the right state of mind and accepting he become a stranger to his family and friends was still a big blow to him.
' ah, finally…'
The cold breeze cleared his muddy head like a magic trick. Hirvan grabbed the iron railing and leaned on it.
"Hey, check it out. Some idiot is finishing his pathetic life over there! Do you think he confessed his love and was brutally rejected?"
It was voiced in a snarky manner.
"You are utterly heartless! By saying that you are rubbing salt on his wounds!"
Another one followed the ridiculousness while laughing loudly.
A woman meddled in their conversion.
" I think he is drunk! Come on guys, grab him before he falls off from there!"
"Are you not familiar with this place, Lucy? This is something that happens frequently in this type of club. Otherwise, it wouldn't be known to Slaughterhouse in the city!"
" What?"
" This place is full of prostitutes and gamblers lurking to find a wealthy person to suck off the money out of them."
" Oh my God! Why did the club allow them to enter?"
" There is a rumour that the owner of the club was once also the same as them!"
"Unbelievable! All of his luck was likely utilized throughout his past and future lives!
Hirvan's face was filled with a mocking smile as the conversation moved further and further away from him.
" Those fucking morons hadn't changed one bit! Still clinging to taunt me even after my death!"
He murmured in disgust.
About two weeks ago, he discovered that he was in the body of a young boy who had the same name as his former identity, Hirvan Smith.
The realness of everything was proven to him by being hugged by a crying mother and not-so-excited siblings. Although he had a great deal of guilt for occupying someone else's body, he was thrilled to be alive again.
The way he had died was too abrupt and painful for him and others. In the hope of catching a glimpse of his two idiot sons, he had tried to come back to this sinful city through any means necessary.
Well, the first one was a disappointment. His boy, who was once cute and sunny, had transformed into a demon lord! It was only two months after his death, but he couldn't even recognize his son!
' oh, it is a mess!'
Hirvan tugged his red hair out of frustration.
'Who would accept an eighteen-year-old boy to be his father?'
'What should I do? I want to be near them. They are my treasure.'
The sadness of partying ways with them brought tears to his eyes.
'Should I just let them go? Watching only on the sideline? Or forcing myself into their lives again?
Ah, Rosaline…
I wish you were here with me, guiding me again to make the right choice.'
Standing alone on the rooftop of the club, Hirvan felt lonelier than before his death.
The world is truly a cruel place...
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