Chapter 108 - Love Story (1/2)

[Beth…

”I am not going to stop talking to him,” Beth said with a fierce look in her eyes.​​

John was her best friend, the one that had followed her to that school after winning a scholarship. He was the first friend he made, and she had known him for so many years. He was one of her most important persons and if he were to disappear from her life, she won't know what to do.

”You…”

Henry couldn't believe it. He was used to getting whatever he wanted without a question. No one had ever dared to refuse his every request. However, Beth was the only one with the courage to go against him. She was the only one that didn't fear him, not only because of her powerful background but because of her guts.

He still remembered the first time he met her. It was when she was a simple kid trying to survive, alone in the dangerous streets of the city.

At first, he helped her out of pity, she was a young little girl, maybe the same age as him. But her golden eyes and her red hair that was hidden underneath all the dirt woke up a strange familiarity in him. He didn't know why, but he felt it deep in his heart that they were fated. Though it was just for a brief moment, and he dismissed it as silliness.

He returned to his mansion with the little girl and shoved her to the Smith couple to take care of her. That way she could have an opportunity of making a living in this world and maybe to stay where he could see her and stop feeling that closeness to her.

Every day, her eyes followed him when they managed to appear in the same place in the gardens, and he knew it. It was a coincidence the first days, but then he slowly began walking to the gardens from time to time. He was only waiting the moment she dared to approach him. However, that never happened.

The Smith couple sent her to school and the many occasions they had to see each other declined. Until one day, she was returning from school on her bicycle. Her long red hair was fluttering in the wind, and she was smiling happily.

The sight of her was amazing, she was so beautiful. Henry's eyes could help but follow her this time, and made the chauffeur of his car drive behind her without her noticing until they reached the gates of the mansion.

He didn't know what all that meant to his heart, but he felt himself craving and dėsɨrė to see her again and for her to smile at him.

However, no longer after, the accident of the Smiths reached his ears and he went to look for her desperately. Something told him that if he didn't find her right then, she would disappear from his sight.

She was gone.

He made many of his men look for her for many days, but nothing. It appeared that she didn't want to be found. And so, his desperation grew up to hatred.

He hated that she decided to run from the sadness, instead of confronting it. He hated that she didn't comply with her promise to repay the people who gave her an opportunity. He hated that she disappeared without leaving a trace, and he hated himself for not being able to find her.

Until she appeared again.

The shiny gold eyes, the big white smile, and the red hair that danced with the wind. She passed before him in her blue uniform, but she didn't stop to look at him, not even a small glance.

He had been waiting for her for so many years, with so much desperation, and she was there looking all happy.

He picked a fight with her every time he saw her. Every day, was a constant battle with her, and even amidst the many missions he had to complete for that cunning demon Mellie, he found a way to spend time with Beth. To make her see him, and only him.

He knew it, for so long he had found the meaning of the feeling in his heart. It was more than a simple like or an obsession, maybe possessiveness, or interest, it was more… so much more. He knew that it was the kind of feeling that will stay with him for his whole life.

”Beth…” he whispered when she heard her response. Her eyes were rimmed with little tears and hesitation, her nose was a little red and her cheeks were flushed. ”I…”

She was sad that the boy that she liked was making her take such a decision.

”I am sorry, okay?” Henry pressed his forehead on hers, ”forgive me…”

It was the first time he had felt so mad at him. Those sad eyes were not his way of doing things.

”Henry,” she whispered, ”don't be angry, John is only a friend.”

”I know,” he said as he closed his eyes to not be angry again. ”I am jealous, though,… mmm.”

She decided to close his lips with a gentle kiss. ”I know.”