Page 50 of Ruthless Kings of Havoc

Blood rushes to my cock like a tidal wave desperate to hit the shoreline. It’s even harder not to deepen the kiss I dared initiate. It has to end now, leaving me far too unsatisfied after a mere taste of her.

God. How can she so effortlessly ignite such emotions in me?

Sensations that have been buried for so long, I assumed they ceased to exist.

I accepted a man like me could never be lovable.

Why do I dare to think that was a fable to keep me on course in my grand scheme of survival?

There’s no more time to allow my mind to wander. I return my attention to the crowd, bowing as a form of respect and appreciation as the crowd continues to cheer in approval of my unexpected uprising.

Shifting my gait, I formally bow in Mr. Leighton’s direction. Despite the past, he is my father, and in this moment of new beginnings, he’s proven more than enough to the world that he’s indeed proud of his decision.

His expression shows it as he grins from ear to ear. It’s best described as a parent viewing a masterpiece that can be admired by the world.

A few in the crowd point to the back of their hands. I can only assume they’re speaking of the carved marking in my flesh.

The proof of my loyalty without even knowing how things would go when initiating my diabolical plan against my little brother.

I do wish I was the one to instill the unique marking with the words ‘Property of RKOC’ but alas. Everything is still working out in my favor.

A person approaches with the mic in hand, and I know it’s time for me to make my first public announcement. Dwelling on the fireworks emotions that are stirring through me, I accept the mic and allow my eyes to scan the space once more.

The ballroom falls silent, acknowledging my presence and how my stand can command the room without a single word.

Excellent.

“Good evening to many Royals who bless us with their presence tonight.” My voice sounds so deep speaking within this mic. The tone is deeper than Father’s but maybe carries less of the threatening tone that lingers in his. It’s not like it isn’t boldly present, but that tone of depth is reserved for when I’m watching someone enjoy their last supper before meeting their creator. “I’m sure this is quite a shock in many respects, but before my father bestows my achievements in this world, I’d love to formally introduce myself to you all.”

I briefly seek Eva’s gaze, as though it’s second nature.So odd, yet somewhat satisfying.She gives me a slight nod, as though she yearns to encourage me in this new adventure that’s unfolding for all of us. It has far too many girls squealing at the display of support and affection.

All this foreplay just accentuates this loving connection that will project an image needed for this marriage of convenience.

I guess I should do my part in assuring her she chose the right man to aid in her vengeance.

“My name is Matteo, eldest son of Mr. Leighton and Miss Giulietta. It’s an honor to stand here and be accepted into this new role at Leighton Royals University, solidifying my acceptance into this prestigious academic institution and affirming my various commitments within and outside its walls.” I take the moment to finally look for the one who ignited this madness two weeks ago.

My little brother’s eyes lock onto mine.

There’s no way of fighting the smug smile that swarms on my face as I peer into his eyes that dance between shock and anger. He never saw this coming. Not in a million years.

“I’m sure my name has gotten around. Some of you know of my business side. Others are aware of my contributions to children’s hospitals across the world, especially specializing in the prevention of permanent disabilities.”

I squeeze Eva’s hand before letting it slip out of my grasp. Pointing toward the bunny pin I wear proudly with my red tie, I’m ready to ignite some form of chaos with the news.

“Today is the anniversary of this charitable foundation being created, and that was what saved many children from suffering permanent damage to their limbs due to heinous crimes of abuse. I’m sure many of you know that we are the top contributor to Leighton Royal University scholarship funds and enjoy investing in the unique activities conducted within the school walls to ensure men and women can protect themselves from intentional and unintentional abuse that occurs every day outside of Leighton’s safe society.”

Despite all these years, the idea of so many children being injured or killed due to heinous crimes disturbs me. It angersme how so many don’t care about the innocent seeds planted in this world that deserve a moment to grow and enjoy the world until they lose that spark of innocence and acknowledge the true cruelty of our society.

My eyes darken while I slowly scan the crowd.

It’s time to instill fear among these peasants.

“It’s a privilege and honor to formally accept this role with my new fellow Ruthless Kings and my soon-to-be Ruthless Queen… and wife.” I reach for Eva’s hand once more, and I allow myself to smile venomously the moment my gaze lands on my little brother.

Oh, Domino. How I’m ready to make your life a living hell.

“Let us celebrate Leighton Royals University’s new Royals,” I declare with affirmable boldness and look to my left and right to acknowledge Ares, Zander, and then Eva.

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