YOU ARE MINE MIS STELLA.
The consequences!

From earlier the robe in use a burly figure with a gray sideburn continued to lie down on his seat of power.

A body that still looks fit even though its age can no longer be said Young. The gray net looked at the high ceiling of the Classic-designed room with a layer of gold and pure diamonds sparkling into its lamp.

Be that as it may. From earlier this old figure continued to stare there until his two accomplices who had been standing behind the chair could only be silent.

"This residence is changing."

"You mean? Your Majesty!" ask both of them. Two bald-headed men with neat clothes in suits always accompany where the place.

His Master's breath immediately soared. He turned to stare at the burning red candles all over the room beating the dim glow of the lights.

"The sky is getting higher. The fire had not been extinguished and was over." he muttered with a face so unexpected. This man's aura was really broad until anyone he was aiming at then had to submit or would be wiped out.

"Your Majesty! All work is going as you wish. Elbrano's men work very well."

"That's what has to happen and my resolve!" answer that figure very haughtily. His fingers around the black rings were red-toothed with a shoulder-length hair that was dark brown.

Netra his ashes looked towards the table in front of him. This thick shiny glass vaguely shows the shadow of his old face and it makes both hands clutching the sofa.

"Too old and pathetic!"

"Your Majesty! You just calm down. We will try to find Pure Blood for you so that Your Majesty's state of body can recover as usual." replied Connor and Eliem.

They are always looking everywhere but lately they feel that the pure Blood is there and getting further away.

"Your Majesty! Forgive me if you speak. But, Prince Patriack could definitely find traces of that Blood."

"My successor is indeed very undoubted." he muttered to Cornnor's words. There was a devilish smile engraved and it was extremely cruel and mixed with pride.

But. There was a glint of anger in his eyes when he imagined this situation to be present because of his Son's Rebellion.

"I really hope he's not like his Uncle!"

"Very impossible. If Prince Patriack is going to fall into the same hole while all this time he's been under your watch. Your Majesty!" Eliem answered, bowing his head respectfully.

The response of this figure looked so calm. He felt that Xavier had started to change. The man rarely went to the Elbrano Main House and stayed at his own Villanya more often.

"Take him where and report to me!"

"good. Your Majesty!"

Both of them instantly disappeared like black smoke flying into the outer window. A cold glance could be a threat to anyone but this time he really felt awkward.

How many times has Linnea complained to me. Although this response was not strange from her, but. He started to show the same symptoms.

While in the room that yesterday afternoon became a silent witness to the debate of two stubborn creatures, there was a man who stared far outside the balcony of his room.

The gaze was so intense on the expanse of the City scenery that looks beautiful from here. With one hand in his work pants pocket and the other sipping a cup of water whether it's blood or what can clearly be guessed.

His charisma came out free but his mind had also floated. This morning will be different and more dangerous.

"Master!"

Zion's coming right behind him. Without looking at it at all, that flat face was still straight ahead.

"Say!"

"Master! You have training at Stetan Island School. Are you going?"

Zion asked somewhat worriedly. Because the work is very demanding to be completed as soon as possible while Xavier still prioritizes his beloved.

"Your time is very limited. The master! If it takes too long here, I'm afraid Your Majesty will suspect your decision to agree for the first time."

Spontaneous Zion looked up at Xavier's burly back clad in a luxurious and elegant white shirt.

"M..The master! You're.."

"Surely he will begin to feel his existence." murmured Xavier with a distinctive flat-heavy voice. Zion approached with anxiety and uneasiness.

He was afraid that Grandpa Lucius would get angry and punish Xavier for what had happened?

"Master! You can't go on with this. You could get hit even if it's not in.."

"I've been gone a long time!" xavier replied without looking at the silenced Zion. He was very afraid and did not want his Master to experience things that would be worse and even worse.

"M..The master!"

"I'm not alive or dead! Everything went as he wished." added Xavier without any objections at all. He was used to walking on the path that the man had set but this time, Xavier chose the difficult path.

"What about Stella?"

The question only got a moment of silence from Xavier. Shortly after, the corner of this man's lips was raised faintly barely visible to Zion's sharp eyes.

"That's the exception!"

"Master! Never fight His Majesty. I don't want you destroyed and I won't see Stella again."

"I chose my own path." replied Xavier staring firmly at Zion who really did not accept. This was the reason he had always disliked Stella for bringing her Master into the abyss of the death of her soul.

"Let him do whatever he wants and I do.."

Xavier took one more gulp and gave it to Zion who was on standby to receive it.

"I'll protect her as much as I can."

"You sure? The master!" ask Zion to make sure. He knew Xavier never played around with his words.

"Hm."

Xavier muttered back to the front. A stern and solemn face as if he would oppose this World just to protect that woman.

You know Stella! Your departure made me realize that I was going to end up. Fear never came in me but one that made me feel fear that I could not even hold for a second.

"I'm afraid you've lost a creature like you."

Inner Xavier with a great rustling chest. He is not an expert in matters of the heart but Xavier is not stupid to know that he has already felt the human air in him.

Stella humanizes her demonic soul and the sense of it coming without in the ink dominates the originally empty, frozen and even dark recesses of the heart.

Seeing that there was no trace of trepidation on the face of his Master's near-perfect Handsome, Zion immediately sighed. He will stay calm thinking long enough.

"Master! You want to go to that school again?"

"Hm. And send one car to pick him up! I don't want to hear any injuries."

Zion nodded. He stepped away immediately calling their guards below. Inevitably and dislikes Stella must get used to Xavier's possessive and excessive attitude that seems to turn into someone else.

"What else will he do to Master? Mobile and today's cars. Stella did take advantage of the situation." Zion muttered annoyedly but she still carried out Xavier's orders.

He did not want to be a boxing bag or a place to vent the man's anger again.

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