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their boyfriends because their parents were against their relationship, some found it hard to live with their

place as his only and rightful heir. My father, otherwise known as 'The Demon' by mostly everyone who believed tha

t type of love- ready to die for each other, kill for each other. They were the rulers of their own

nd those same people pledged their loyalty to them, ready to die for them and if they betrayed my par

ng they asked me to. I killed for them, i inflicted pain for them but never have i once fancied living like this for the rest of my fucking life. So when my parents requested a

as to become a ruler, i would be stuck here forever. I pretended like i was so fucking happy that i will take their place but on the inside, i was already planning my escape and when the time came, i was successful. I ran like hell and did not look bac

ad with me covered the necessities such as, getting an apartment. Although, i still remembered the look on the manager's face when h

ife and even got a job. I don't have much experiences when it came to jobs but i found that pays well a

to me, asking his usuals. We usually talk when i am not busy with other clients. Once i served him, i glanced at my watch and realised that it was nearly almost 6:30 and

s so out of this world, living with my parents, i was missing on so many things. But that does not mean that i don't miss them. There hasn't been a day when i

my thoughts, "Do you have a minute?" nodding, i left the cou

ite my numerous request of telling him that it is not necessary. "Yo

ow and frown when droplets of water started covering the glass. "

ways brought me some sort of peace and ease my mind as much as i h

a few blocks away." He said in disapproval before glancing at his watch, "My son will

in defeat, i took away his plate and glass, washed them before removing the apron and wore

neither do i know how to drive one. We had no use for cars back home. We had

t he is, opened the door for me

e. I tried to catch a glimpse of his face in the mirror but in vain. The only

ain like." Jonathan replied in a monotonous vo

ritted out. He sounded like he was angry, very angry

apartment soon came in view. "Stop here." Once he did, i was about to get out

er me. What bothered me was that his son had his eyebrow furro

been living here since i was fifteen and I can afford it. Not that i c

m and got out of the car. Said son did not drive away until