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This chapter is a mellowed down version of the original chapter. You can find the original one in story labeled as 'possessive rich boys|mature chapters.'

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Ares

I turned into the parking lot, the night lit up with the headlights of my BMW i8 flashing on the ground. The Opera House was built in the 1800s and had a fabulous architecture, but was shut down in the mid 90s and now it was just a semi detached house, with an enormous stage, it's privacy still intact.

It was neither slotted for use nor torn down, so I confiscated it for parties. Or for occasion just like this. I looked at my watch, it read 11pm and I knew I was late for meeting little Miss Luna West whom I had invited to meet me.

I've kept my eyes on Luna far much closely than she thought I did. For starters who can escape sunshine-headed beautiful bombshell like her? She had always made sure to make herself visible not for the people around her, but to catch someone's attention. Too bad, she was paid dust.

I wouldn't know about her existence if it wasn't for her great blunder of sophomore year. The memory is still fresh in my head.

I stand outside my new BMW i8, leaning back against it with my arms folded over my chest. I have shit to do and places to be not stand in the school parking lot waiting for my friend who can't bunk a fucking period.

Exhausted, I head back inside the school. Our school foyer still had a few freshmen and Sophomore' chit-chatting. I can feel them looking at me as walk through the foyer like I fucking owned it.

Well, kind of. My great-grandfather invested in this school in the beginning of its setup. So, I did own it a little. People worshipped me. They all wanted a piece of me and I was happy to obligate the girls, the boys had to earn my respect.

All my friends were at the party and I was still waiting for that little shit to grace me with his presence. I climbed four flights of stairs only to get a message from my sister.

I forgot my t-shirt in the boys locker room. I know I wasn't suppose to be there, but please bring back my t-shirt. It's my favourite. Please.

I fume at her words and automatically know she'll be in deep shit when I meet her next. My naive little sister loves stepping out of the boundary line even though I've repeatedly told her not to.

I sighed, and decide to retrieve her shirt. I knew exactly why she was here and whom she was here to see. My chest heaved at the thought of them together, but I couldn't even trust any fucking guy around her. She was far too precious for any if them.

Charlotte Richards, was my only sister and my father's little secret which I've made public as soon as I got to know her. She trembled into our lives six years ago, leaving my mother in complete shock.

My father tried to deny her as his daughter, but when an eleven year old with high ponytail, who could be easily mistaken as a twin of his son can't easily being denied of her rightful claim.

My mother who couldn't stand the sight of my father's betrayal never really accepted Charlotte in her life. But, I was neither of my parents and Charlotte was indeed my sister and there was no reason for me to not accept her in my life.

Well, that was past and at the moment I was really fuming with anger. I couldn't handle the thought of someone touching my sister. And he's going to pay for it later....

The gym locker is soaked with smell of sweat and steam pouring out from the few showers still running. I searched around the room for her t-shirt for a while and I came across to a purple women's t-shirt laying around the pile of wet towels.

I carefully picked it up and was about to head out when I heard two hushed female murmurs.

"Is it still there?"

No reply

"Are looking for it properly."

"Stop it. All I see is sweat drenched tank tops and basketball shorts."

"But I carefully placed in right on top of his mess." The voice followed by cracked up.

I quietly covered my body behind the pillar, cocked my head to see the owner of the voices. There was one girl who looked a little familiar to me, but I couldn't place the other one in my head.

Her bright sunshine head was the first thing I noticed and when she turned around to show her face, I was caught off - guard. Her cerulean eyes watered and a tear fell down her cheeks like a crystal raindrop.

"Luna, Axel is a jerk to not notice you. You're so beautiful, he doesn't know what he's missing."

And just like that I knew I hit the jackpot.

The brushed the memory away, smiling. Luna didn't knew what was going to hit her. And if she was inside there waiting for, she would be doomed to begin with.

This is what I've been waiting for.

Sure, I wanted to see how far her willpower would go. Could she keep up? Could she even manage to make a dent in my world? But what I really wanted was to get her away from her own thoughts and just give in me.

Since the first time she I actually saw her, her image had been embedded in my mind. It was impossible to remove her. Her sad little face always popped in my mind and those unmistakably artistic eyes hypnotised me for good.

That bitch had me wrapped around her long fingers and didn't even know it.

At school, I didn't even look in her direction or acknowledged her presence. I bet she thought I didn't know anything about her until she slipped in the pool with me or so she thought she did.

When I saw her wearing that figure hugging dress with those fuck-me-goddamn boots, I knew she was there to seduce her crush. I battled with my feelings for her, and convinced myself she won't have the guts to do it, until she actually decided to go forward with it.

She looked so grown up and beautiful, like a goddamn angel. I couldn't help it. I walked up to her, she was too busy watching her crush that she didn't realize me purposely colliding with her.

I know it was a desperate attempt to keep her away from him, but if she was successful in seducing him, I would have a big problem in my hands. And Charlotte brought her one step closer to unbeknownst of my intentions.

My stomach flipped in excitement as I walked inside the building. My lips tilted in satisfaction when I saw sunshine-head standing on the centre of the stage gazing absentmindedly at her surroundings. She was wearing a plaid summer dress with nude heels showing off her beautiful long legs, her hips looking ready to be manhandled by me and that bubbly ass was waiting to be smacked good.

I stood there in a fitted t-shirt and jeans that hung low on my hips. My black hoodie covering my hands from the chilled air surrounding the hall. The inside of Opera House was still new as the day it was built and nothing gave me more pleasure than watching Luna stand there shivering in the cold.

She was still engrossed in the interior of the room that she didn't realize my presence. Her eyes face faced in my direction and she startled at my presence.

"You scared me." Hand over her heart, she started wide eyed at me.

You should be scared. "I didn't mean to." I absolutely did mean to scare her.

I could hear her beat faster than usual as she tried appearing unfazed. No matter how she willed herself to remain calm, nothing would work.

"Why did you want to meet me?" A devious smile appeared on my face as stalked towards the stage.

She took a step back as I approached the stage. Her hands were wrapped around herself like a shield. Yes, as if you'll be safe from me.

"You didn't answer my question." Her mouth had a perfect pucker to it when she spoke.

I climbed up the stage and stalked over to where she was standing. I got in her personal space to try to intimidate her, but to my surprise, she didn't back away.

"I wanted to see whether you'll come." I looked into her eyes as I spoke. "If I asked you to." I added a few seconds later when I saw her horrific expression.

"I had no idea you were Charlotte' brother." She straightened, and looked directly at me. "And how did you manage to slip those notes in my bag. That's freaky."

"I didn't slip those notes. I had someone do it."

"It needs to stop. I cannot encourage your behaviour. My boyfriend won't like it." I have to laugh.

I let out loud, boyish chuckle and she gasped. "I'm serious."

"You mean your imaginary boyfriend. Wait, does he knows you're his girlfriend? I don't think it's fine to hallucinate such instances."

"I'm not lying. I can call him right now to beat you up."

"Go ahead," I challenged. "Do it."

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This chapter was edited. If you want to read the entire chapter, then go read on my book titled 'Possessive Rich Boys| MATURE CHAPTERS'

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Luna' outfit

Luna' eye color

Opera House

Ares' car