Prologue
I place my cash on the bar after drinking the glass of whiskey I have ordered. I used to spend a lot of time here at my favorite special pub that was only for the elites. Often, I’m here to hunt out some woman, take her home and f*ck her brains out, but now, I’m losing my appetite. I always come here on Friday nights after an entire week of only work. But I noticed that my routine is always like this, and I also noticed that all the women I meet always want the same damn thing; money, and amazing s3x to show off to the world. I should be used to it, but it’s just too disappointing. Humans these days are becoming more conniving and selfish.
I shiver slightly when I feel something caress my cheeks, but that’s impossible because I don’t have anyone with me at the bar. Maybe it’s just stress... I stood up, buttoned my suit jacket, and went out. I headed to the car park, rode into my black Hummer, and drove it to my penthouse.
I lazily entered the elevator after parking my car in my private parking space in the enormous building where I live. It’s a condominium building, and I own it. I live alone in the penthouse, and always go home without someone greeting me. I have one, Mrs. Llanez, who takes care of the house. She does the cleaning, the laundry, buys groceries, and sometimes makes me food even though I have told her several times that I can cook for myself. She is a gracious lady, treats me like her son, and I think she is the only woman I like. Wait, there’s my mom and my sisters, which I tolerate.
Since it was late, she must have gone home. I opened the door with my key card and entered. The shining water of my pool that is just outside my house greets me. I didn’t turn on the lights. I went straight to my room and put my suitcase on the small couch there. I took my clothes off, put them in the hamper, and went into my en suite bathroom.
While I was taking a cold shower, I felt a shiver again, but I just ignored it. After my shower and drying myself, I just put on loose cotton pants and looked outside my floor-to-ceiling glass wall, the view of the city lights within my sight.
Will my life be like this? Working, drinking, f*cking women, while my sisters have their own families, and have children, but I choose to stay here in the city, and until now, I am alone. If that’s the case, I don’t want this lonely life. I want a woman who will greet me when I come home, cook for me, take care of me, who will love me... I sigh heavily and shook my head.
“Love… Will I ever get that?” I said and put my hand on the mirror. Stunned when a hand print appeared in the same mirror until it gradually became an actual hand. I stepped back and couldn’t believe what I saw… A woman with pink hair, pink round eyes, and those freaking red wings?!!!