Theo's POV.
In the middle of a dimly lit spacious room with apparent grandeur, I stood half-naked and looked around only my eyes to land on a beauty lying peacefully on the bed. I scratched the back of my head trying to memorize what had happened last night but in my memory, I didn't remember bringing back a beauty. I couldn't help but wonder how she ended up in my bed.
To me, women are emotional poison and wild beasts. They are ambitious and like magnets that attract men of all kinds as long as they are pretty, flirtatious, and good in bed. They conquer men they aren't interested in as long as they satisfy their desires. Women would have been the most dangerous creatures on the earth. They tame the untamed beasts, turn the ice-cold person into a warm person to their advantage, and in most cases lie in the name of love. Women are interesting creatures.
"Ken! What is she doing in my room?" I stared furiously at him, letting my opinion be known by him. I was kinda of a clean freak who never allowed anyone in my room except Ken and now seeing a girl on my bed irritated me.
I snapped my fingers and the lights went on, giving me a clear view of her.
After getting no response from Ken, for the first time in my life, I decided to take the initiative to touch the beauty lying on my bed.
I gently caressed the index finger on my right on her forehead. Her skin was fair and smooth like that of a baby her bleached pink hair reaching her waist adding a cool appearance to her already beautiful face.
I stroked a strand of hair from her face before sniffing it. GOD! She smelled nice.
She blinked like she had sensed something and her sharp black eyelashes pressed together becoming lengthier and thicker.
Forgetting that she was a stranger in my bed and the way I hated getting closer to any kind of creature that wore lipstick and all those kinds of stuff that can make someone a goddess on the surface even when their hearts are rotten and dirty.
At least my heart wasn't that good and I didn't pretend. I showed my real self to those people who offended me.
I swallowed hard as I lay beside her. She was a natural beauty even when sleeping. Like a natural pervert, I slid my hands down the duvet feeling her perfect curves.
Damn! She was too curvaceous.
I lifted my eyes and what they met was her seductive small pink heart-shaped lips partially opened, a few inches away from mine.
I could feel her warm breaths hit my face like a sirocco of warm wind in the coldness, getting a feeling that I never had for a long time.
My heart was racing with the same feeling I experienced twenty years ago. She was the only girl who made my heart race over 100 beats per minute but now someone else was breaking the record YET I didn't hate it.
"Good morning Mr. Jones." I heard Ken's voice, bringing me back to reality.
I jolted up in bed, panting as my heart quickly scurried away like a wingless creature trying to fly away from its enemy. I placed a hand over my forehead attempting to wipe away the cold sweat before Ken could notice.
"That same dream again?"Ken raised a curious brow with a sigh. "Yeah," I nodded displeased.
It was the same dream again. Night to night, day to day as long as I close my eyes trying to get some sleep. She would appear. It started when I was only nine but mom told me it was normal for boys to dream about beautiful girls. Slowly, it became part of my life, following me everywhere that I went and then it turned into an an addiction in that when I didn't have it I thought that something was wrong with me. The more I grew, the more she did
Because of that dream, I never got close to anyone of the opposite gender, and if anyone discovered my secret, that would be the end of it since it was my only weakness.
Every day has been like this. Sleepless nights, nightmares, and waking up in the middle of the night.
I stumbled out of bed to the bathroom and stood under the shower as the cold water hit my body.
"Why, why, why are you hunting me? I don't even know who you are." I whimpered. "No, no Theo. No of that is real." I whispered harshly to myself.
Athena's POV
I walked toward the door and opened it for the queen.
Like I was invisible, Amanda hurriedly ambled to the bedroom. She knew the place better than I did.
Slightly turning my head down, I smirked and crossed my arms around my chest. "I'm sure you will love the gift."
I was naive to think that Max had been with me the whole time.
In my past life before he killed me,
"What a pleasure killing you b#tch with my two hands. It was so stupid of you to think that I have ever loved you. You are dumb and ugly the only thing you are good at is causing trouble." he laughed hysterically.
My whole body suddenly became so numb that I couldn't even move a strand of her after hearing his words. I tried to open my mouth to curse him but it was like I never said a single word in my whole life and Yet for him he was laughing as if he had gained victory.
And of course, he did since he succeeded in killing me.
I clearly remembered every piece of the word he said, how he praised Amanda before the dying me, and how he stepped on my head with a disgusting face like I was some kind of a contagious disease.
Since they loved each other so much, giving them a memorable one wasn't that hard.