The Successor of Desire (SUCCESSOR SERIES #7)

chapter 2

"It's a devil's name." He said. A-a devil's name? It made me more confused as we approached the door on the end of the hall. A devil's name? W-why would my parents name-

"Shall we?" He asked as he opens the door. I overthinked too much, when I shouldn't have to. But it gives me goosebumps as I walked towards that door.

I saw a silverware linings that hanged upside down, The Glasses were the same. The scent of hint of polished wood mingling with the fragrance of freshly cut flowers arranged meticulously in crystal vases. It just shows that they have the vogue aura in this house. Its all styled nor stylish.

Because of this, I miss the place where I once stayed. The Estate of the Association. Where the kids like us stays.. He lead me on a couch and I sat on it after asking an approval through eyes. I'm starting to feel homesick...

"Feel at home." He said calmly as he pour some tea in 2 teacups and placed 1 infront of me, Giving me a chance to drink as well.

"Forneus." He called me and I swiftly gazed at his eyes and all ears on what's he's gonna say. "Forneus is a Great Marquis of Hell, and has twenty-nine legions of demons under his rule. He teaches Rhetoric and languages, gives men a good name, and makes them be loved by their friends and foes."

He stared at me as he dictate it. Looking suspiciously at me with his unwavering eyes.

" He also appears as a mighty sea creature, granting people a good reputation and the ability to understand various languages. Both friends and foes hold affection for those influenced by him." He put down his teacup. "It seems your parents has a dark dreams for you."

I keep my mouth shut as I listen on his words, feeling the weights inside me.

"What name would you like me to call you?" He said, crossing his legs across me looking at me and waiting for my response. I was about to answer when he cutted me.

"How about Luther?"He asked, sipping elegantly in his tea. Desisyon to ah. I just nodded upon his decision and suddenly I felt shivers when my eye catches his curved lips.

"Do feel at home." He stood up and kneeled infront of me. "You might set your foot into this house, but You won't be able to escape here as long as I'm alive. I wonder if the Ledgers really sent you here just to collect information."

Ledgers? I don't know what he's talking about... but they're familiar. They might be indeed familiar, and it only means they're from Underground. If this guy finds out I'm from underground, We won't know what will happen if he finds out that I'm from Abyssal Association. I forgot that he's infront of me not until he snaps his fingers.

"It seems you're troubled. Think well." He said in threatening tone as he faces his back on me. "Luther, Follow me and I'll teach you your duties."

I decided to follow him with such questions and confusions. As we walked he started to instructed me my schedule and also things I should do and don't in some kind of situations. He introduced me to the maids and other people that I'll be working with tomorrow.

The experience and also the orientation itself.

"Always remember, Luther. Everyone here is now your family. Let's treat each other with respect and trust." He said as he puts my uniform on the desk beside my lamp." I hope you won't do the same thing that the last Young Master's Former Helper."

"What did he do Senior?" I asked. I called him Senior after all, I don't want to let them don't. Distrust and disloyalty will results dangerous situations. That's what my Mom taught me. I heard him sighed and smiled. An unusual smile where gives you relief instead of usual warn and threats.

"Just focus on Young Master." He said as he pat my head. I nodded and closed my eyes as he sit beside me. "And everything will be alright."

I looked through the ceilings and stare at them. After the fall of the Association, I hope that I may found a peaceful life like I desire.

After hearing things about my name, I decided at last. Or else I will be bothered for the whole night.

I prayed. I prayed that I shall forget about what I heard. I shall forget anything that might Associated into it. I prayed that he's there to guide me in this proper right path and not somewhere dangerous. I prayed of peace of mind. I prayed for blessings and forgiveness. I prayed and prayed until I got tired and fallen asleep.

A long night passed, giving me a peaceful sleep than I ever felt before. A Guy like me who used to live in poverty. I always expected this. That every peaceful night I have will be always opposite.

I saw myself once again standing infront of a shattered mirror.

'A wish. But it seems, it won't happened.'

I opened my eyes once again after hearing the alarm that I setted yesterday in my phone. Seeing the same Ceiling gives me chills. It's been two years after I stayed and served in this house. Many developments and things happened and existed experiences that helped me lots. I start to rub my palms on my face which gives me a light sign that I'm still alive and living. And everything isn't the same dream that I usually have.

"Fuck.... Dickson..." I frustatedly remarked when my head suddenly aches. I look through my phone. Its already 5:30 in the morning. I've been continuing to reminisce in the past, when I heard someone knocks. I'm already 19 and connected to the other 2 successors after we were chased out and have our bounties on our heads.

"Sire, You're awake. The breakfast is ready." Gilbert told me. He's the kind of man who uses short words after the incident happened. I stretch my body and limbs as I stood up.

"I'll go down after few minutes." I informed him making him nod and stepped out of my room. It seems he cleaned the room swiftly than I anticipated. After few years of learning and staying in this mansion, my lifestyle develops my sleeping routine into light one. I'm a light sleeper that hearing even some hint of small disturbances can wake me up. Perhaps, I learned it when I'm still on those streets and yet... That kind of sleep of mine came back unexpectedly.

My attire for work are already prepared by him. I entered the bathroom and took a shower. The water drops into my hair giving me a refreshing chills onto my body. Thinking on what cycles should I do for this month in order to improve my consistency and perseverance.

As leaving the water rinse my body, There are few goals I've implemented for last 2 years that made me move continuously and make my own stepping stones.

I formally read an article which made me fuel to start my objectives and pressure myself until I got the chance to Obtain them. As a human, We have different kind of desire, yet...Knowing we have different perspectives, I have 4 basic types of Desires which defines myself as humans or Im not. Its only Power, Attraction, Comfort, and lastly Freedom.

I stepped out of my bathroom and dry myself while sitting on the bed observing at myself in the mirror. Those 4 basic desires are the only objectives I wanted to achieve on this life. Yet thinking about it, making the ideas under it broader. Which sometimes gives me a headache and it's rather annoying.

I put my work attire on. Its my job to look out for Hussein, After all he's already 15. He's on his rebellious age. It was late when I found out that were 4 years apart. Other than that, I found out that he has diagnosed ASPD or should I say antisocial personality disorder.

His early shown of signs when he was only 13 or maybe even before I got hired here. His reckless actions starts to cause troubles which ended by being called on the principals office, Other than that he was almost sued by a parent. I was assigned and enrolled on the same high school as Hussein in order to guard him on. My own chance to go to school, Why would I reject that offer?

I was having deep thoughts once again when I realized that my feet walked me towards the dining room. A man's voice filled the air—a deep and captivating tone tinged with a hint of displeasure, alongside an annoyed and stubborn undertone. I'd been hearing it every 3rd or 4th week of the month since I settled here.

Seems like it. The bad Influencer is around, reprimanding his own child. Looks like, he heard about what Hussein did. Making a huge trouble between his senior because of superiority and jealousy.

His ex just revealed that he's just her rebound and always have been relationship with the Senior itself. After being mocked in the cafeteria, Hussein stats the trouble by taking a plastic tray and slams it on one of the Varsity who mocked him face to face.

Which is a bad Idea. And because of that I have no choice but to report everything to Miss Eleanor and yet there's rather confusing. This Guy is here when he's not supposed to be here, The fact that he left his responsibility and then comeback when he heard that Hussein wants to know him which gives Miss Eleanor a no choice but to give what his son demands.

And resulted of being a spoiled kid.

Instead of giving a hint of look in the dining room. I passed on them and directed towards the kitchen.

"Gilbert, What's going on?" I asked as my eyes darted to the sight of the same man I've been observing here for months.

"He's here once again Sir." He said sighing. I can feel his frustration and the heavy atmosphere here in the kitchen. Knowing thay these people interacted with him for several times, and some of them got abused due to they dont have enough power to talk back, I closed my eyes to think well and what should I do next.

"Gilbert, Tell the maids to have a vacation for 2 weeks. Then tell the bodyguards to do the works of maids. I'll handle their extra salary." I said in silent tone and he nodded.

Me and the other employees are being cautious when this man is around. Especially the fact that he's soon to be the next head of this mansion, other than Miss Eleanor. If ever she continuous to let him stay here as her consort, I wonder what does this man needs to do or he's digging some money out of Miss.

Ordering those words to Gilbert, Might help to decrease the gossips and issues here because of that man. No one knows what's on his head, As long as he holds authority in this house. Especially he might harass people unexpectedly, Especially the maids.

"I see. Why did you pass by the dining room? Are you gonna eat here once again, Cesaire?" I heard a question on the most voice that Ill ever heard of. I turned around and looked at him.

"Pardon? Are you eavesdropping?" I startled a little maybe because Im still not completely awake but I didn't move and inch. Instead I asked him in most expressionless way I know, in order to conceal my thoughts. And I hope my face would last.

"Don't try to mimic Gilbert, hes already being a man of short person words." He asked, while his smugly expression was imprinted on his face, crossing him arms while leaning in the entrance "I just got here, Cesaire. Unless youre gossiping about me with Gilbert.. is that makes you worry?"

"That... I might heard what you've both talked about ?" He smirked.

Krimenous Ledger. I want to ruin that smug face of yours.