This tutor is young.

I've been feeling him checking me out, and now I've finally decided to turn the table around and check him out too— to find out something I miss.

Eyes with glasses, adam's apple moving, I looked at him blankly as I tick the pen I am holding to the corner of the table where we are at now.

A young man bottling up. I traced his upper body and realized I can easily push him into the wall- and he'll end up getting easily troubled.

If I was a soft cute high school girl I would definitely be crushing over this boy. He is a sight to see even with those glasses on. And he has features that can make him stand out in the crowd, especially if he'll tidy it up properly.

But too bad I wasn't that type of girl.

He has good genes, but he can easily die in a survival game. That would be my death.

I am observing him while he is discussing a lecture to me. I noticed his lips tremble a bit for the moments I've been blankly staring. I am about to fix the hair that is covering his eyes from reading but my phone suddenly lit up for a message making me remove my eyes on him.

Unknown number:

The mafia is called to attend the meeting in the Saverieda's mansion.

These people seemed to love celebrating too much. What's with the unending event anyway?

I settled the phone in my pocket and stood up from my seat abruptly. The tutor's eyes followed me.

"The time is done, just get your payment in the first compartment of the large cabinet there," I ordered, dismissing him after his 30 minutes of talking.

I moved to prepare myself for the event.

The theme is a formal one so I guess they would expect the visitors to wear suits, ties, and dresses.

Wearing my jacket and boots, I removed my helmet and fancied the view of the house at my front. Unlike our house, which seemed to radiate darkness in the corners that wasn't reached by light, this house seem to light up every darkness in every corner.

Too bright and welcoming.

"Someone seemed to not have received the theme of the event" German said out of nowhere.

He is skilled to move quietly even with his large figure. And you wouldn't notice him coming unless he wanted to show himself to you.

With years of being with him, it is him and Luther, I still find hard to catch whenever around. And that made me a weak observer.

I need to take a plan to improve that.

"I did. But I do not wish to follow. " I replied, not removing my eyes on the welcoming house laid in front of me.

"As expected" he answered, before motioning his hand on me to make me go first.

I was greeted by people with their dresses and casual suits on. I looked at all those eyes blankly and proceeded to enter the door together with German who looks dashing with his suit and tie, and a machine gun on his shoulder as an accessory.

Sporting clothes out of the theme and being with a man carrying a machine gun, heads turn to us like we're some sort of evils walking in the territory of the protagonists.

I feel good about that. I do not have the character of a protagonist.

The protagonist of my dark life maybe.

I smirked when I saw the designated table with our names on it.

How formal and organized.

I roamed my eyes to dissect the interior of the house.

Classic, modern and bright.

Details are carefully made to blend the theme of the house. Impressive.

"The Saverieda mansion is too bright don't you think Miss? " German conversed beside me.

I removed my eyes from the ceiling and agreed to him.

"Yeah," I scanned the colors radiating in the place. "Too bright for our darkness. "

I was about to taste the wine offered to me when Rebecca and Victor saw us amidst the crowd. I placed the glass back on the tray the guy is holding.

I saw how Rebecca immediately excused herself from who they are talking to, leaving Victor, who followed after a minute of his wife leaving his side.

We stood up to acknowledge them heading to us.

"I'm glad both of you came," she said and welcomed us smiling.

She nodded at German, and I stiffened as she proceed to hug me.

That is so out of my idea on what to encounter tonight.

I anticipated having at least a fight with a mafia member.

Not a hugging session like this.

She seemed to fancy bright things, so I am puzzled what made her fond of me, who is obviously far from being the bright she wanted?

"Good evening Mr. and Mrs. Saverieda. It is good to be invited with a house full of warmth," German smiled and greeted the two.

Finally, Mr. Saverieda held his wife's arm and guided her to his side so the embracing stopped.

"It was nice to be invited here with you," I greeted, but still unsure of how to look at Mrs. Saverieda because she is still smiling at me and I cannot return her smile back.

"Oh, I remembered I have something to show to you" she suddenly said and pulled me out of the two gentlemen.

I thought she is done with me? And she'll show me whatt?

Bright things again? Diamonds? Pieces of jewelry?

I could refuse it and turn back here to rob them all out. And that's how I can turn a bright offer into a dark one.

But I wouldn't do it. That is clearly out of my missions.

I turned to look at German to ask a help on how to escape this but he only raised his glass on me. Mr. Salverieda smiled at me, with no intention to stop his wife from her agenda too.

I guess I am stuck.

A bright person clipping her hand with a person who always radiates darkness with her mere presence should be something to bring them a show. I am aware that people are already busy watching us.

She led me upstairs. Since I cannot seem to have a grand refusal of her actions, I just busied myself studying their third floor. I walked with her until we reached the entrance of their large library.

And I cannot help myself but to look at the books pilling up to the ceiling.

"Your father said you love books," she said which pulled me away from my amazed state.

My disposition changed from the mention of the word and I know she noticed it too, so she then stayed silent as we walked inside the library more.

But her silence doesn't mean she won't hold me gently on my arm.

More and more books and my mind flew on how my mother and I planned to build something like this, with books surrounding us, with different minds telling stories.

Showing us what's on their creative minds. And what makes their mind busy.

We were just interrupted when Mrs. Salverieda's phone ring.

"Excuse me," she said and walk a few steps away to answer the call.

Should I also build mine in the house?

But it would only mean I will remember again...

Mrs. Salverieda marched back to me after the call.

"I'm sorry but I'm needed downstairs, would you mind if I leave you here to explore more or should we go downstairs together? " she looked at me with concern in her eyes.

I met her eyes and I shaked my head at her.

"No, I'm fine. I will just stay here for a while and then walk downstairs by myself later on,"

She nodded and smiled at me.

"Okay," she bid before turning her back to attend downstairs.

Then I was left all alone.

I am too drowned with the books and the design of the library. This area is wonderful.

I was busy touching the books with my fingers when I suddenly feel the need to pee. I turned left, as I remember seeing the comfort room there.

I am having a good walk when I heard some breathing. I ignored it and turned in the hallway to enter the comfort room when I saw two persons going sensual few meters away from the comfort room's wall.

I watch as the girl pressed herself against the man and kiss him like a thirsty slut, making her unaware of people coming over. I noticed her lips is the only ones moving.

Is it a one-sided lust?

How degrading.

The guy's cold eyes bore onto me and I raised a brow as I watch the girl turn to his neck and probably lick it, her hand moving on the top of his slacks.

Unbothered, I passed by them casually and I sensed that the girl is now aware of my presence before I fully entered the comfort room.

They are lucky I wasn't a scandalous woman so I continued walking to the comfort room, disregarding the fact that they are making out.

After I was done, I walked out and they are still on the same wall.

This time the girl is staring at me as she pulled her short dress up and position her ass to grind herself on the man's slacks.

The guy is just bowing his head a bit, I can't see his full expression as his eyes are covered by his hair, but I can read a little mocking smile on his lips.

But it seems like it is for himself.

What a cheap show-off.

I maintained my blank expression disregarding her effort to steal my attention. I wasn't interested in watching them so I continued walking to proceed downstairs as if I have just seen a lizard embracing a motionless pole.

Moans are followed by a lot of moans.

I didn't know that Mr. and Mrs. Salverieda's son is so on with public fucking.

I walked down the stairs alone proudly, not affected by the usual stares I am getting. I directed at the table again.

German, Mr. Saverieda, and Mrs. Saverieda is busy talking when I got near them but stopped to look at the two persons, who are now walking downstairs.

After a short while, the two of them are already in front of us.

"Remus, Renesmee have a seat," says Mrs. Saverieda.

I surveyed their clothes for a possible mark of the show they've done earlier but found none.

Oh, must be an expert doing that huh? And they were quick.

I thought that activity last for an hour or more?

"This is Remus and Renesmee, I think you already know them Aesha? " Mrs. Saverieda turned to me.

She seems to want the three of us to have a proper introduction, but I doubt that because earlier is already enough to introduce ourselves to each other.

Renesmee offered her hand to me.

I only glared at it.

German cleared his throat beside me. I do not want to fake an introduction this time though.

"Oh I think I couldn't hold it, you know I've been upstairs and I've touched something dirty," I said, prolonging the last word.

I saw her fake smile fade a little, but she immediately faked it again and started a casual conversation on the table.

After a while, Mr. and Mrs. Saverieda excused themselves from the table, followed by German standing up.

As a cue, I also stood up and to leave the two alone, but Remus stopped me when he let that cold voice out.

"I think I have some important matters to discuss with you since your father failed to attend today,"

That was a deep voice up there.

"I believe I wasn't a good representative for that man, you can have Alexandria Smith to relay your message," I suggested before turning my back to leave.