Aisling's P. O. V.
Sly left but Reed's picture is still flashed in front of my face. What's up with him? Is he torturing me?!
I'm alone in the room, no one is watching me. Well, the rope is tied tightly and the room is locked anyway.
I continued to look at Reed's picture. I tilted my head to get a better view.
His jawline is well defined, his lips are lustrous and I can't stop myself from staring at those gorgeous gray eyes.
Reed still has this effect on me.
'Aisling you are over him.' I sighed as I told myself.
He left me, he was such a coward. I kept on hoping that we can make it till the end but I was wrong.
Our journey is not even half way through but he ended it. Pity me for trusting.
I realized that my tears are now falling. I smiled bitterly as both memories of happiness and sadness came to my system.
A small time travel wouldn't hurt.
Flashback...
"You're such a freak!" Celestine said as she slapped me.
Her slap made my cheeks groan in pain. I'm surrounded with her minions.
Celestine is the so called queen bee of Dylecxia. And I'm just an ordinary girl who likes to be at the bottom. But sadly, I accidentally went to the top.
I looked at her, her expression is blazing with anger. Typical rich kids...
"I should have been on the top!" She screamed in front of my face.
Her voice almost made my hearing go deaf.
"I worked my way to the top." I replied plainly.
Well, it's true, I studied hard to achieve that position. She's just too bitter to accept it.
"You didn't, you're no good. I knew it!" She said as she raised her hand towards my face, I closed my eyes as I waited for her hand to land on my left cheek, she was about to slap me when someone spoke.
"I'll tell your dad about this." Someone said.
I came to my senses upon hearing those words. I opened my eyes and there I saw Celestine in an agitated expression.
She shrugged her shoulders and she decided to walk away.
"I'll be back freak!" She said before they left.
That's new. It seems like she's afraid of someone.
I suddenly remembered the voice, I looked around and there I saw a man standing from a distance. He is wearing a black coat and his hair is arranged in a messy way.
His gray eyes hits me in a different way. He looked at me and we stared at each other. Butterflies flew inside my stomach.
Who could this be? I never saw him before. His gaze is different from any other men.
"Thank you." I mouthed.
He smiled as he walk near me.
"I'm Dylan Bryst, and you are?" He asked as he held his hand out.
I took it.
"I'm Aisling Claire Xenon." I said as I shake his hand.
His smile gives me a different type of chill. Who could this handsome man be?
We decided to let go of each others hand.
"I've heard your surname before, to be exact there are only a few Xenon's here right?" He asked.
I nodded.
"We migrated here fewer months ago." I replied.
Most of the Xenon's live abroad. Dad decided to manage his business here.
"Would you care to join me for lunch?" He asked as he smiled even wider.
Ohh... could this be my lucky day? A handsome man helped me and now he's asking me for lunch.
"Sure." I answered.
We started walking towards the cafeteria. We continued talking, he is kinda talkative but in a good way.
People started staring at us. My forehead knotted because of their action.
Is it such a big deal? I never heard of Dylan but I felt like he owns a big name.
"Don't mind them." He said as he noticed my agitation.
Phew...
"So, you're new here?" He asked.
I was about to answer when someone suddenly bumped me. The impact was so strong it made my shoulder scream in pain.
"Ouch! Watch your step!" I uttered.
Dylan and I stopped walking. I looked at the man who bumped me.
I eyed him seriously.
"Watch your steps Mr." I said.
He just looked at me with those cold gray eyes, his eyes are darker than Dylan. They have the same resemblance. They look the same but their auras differ.
The man who bumped me has this heavy dark aura. My heart started beating fast as our gazes grew more mysterious.
There is something different with him.
He just rolled his eyes as he cussed.
"Tsk!" He said as he walked away from us.
What an attitude, his looks are nice but what a rotten attitude that he has.
"He is always like that, don't mind him." Dylan said.
We continued walking.
"You know him?" I asked him.
Well I'm certain that he does, they look so alike.
"Yes, he is my little brother. His name is Reed Bryst." He answered.
His brother? They look so alike but their attitudes differ.
"Really?" I asked as if I'm not convinced.
Well, it's hard to believe anyway.
I heard him chuckle.
"I'm not kidding. I'm the eldest." He answered.
A few moments later we reached the cafeteria, we entered the premises. The moment they saw Dylan all the students moved out.
My forehead knotted again. What's going on?
Is he really known and influential? Can someone please enlighten me?
We went straight to ordering our lunches. The cashier seems nervous as she cater our orders.
"Two blueberry cheesecakes and two orders of my daily special." Dylan commanded.
The cashier moved in a swift manner. The cafeteria is filled with silence.
Within a few seconds our order was ready. Dylan took the tray and we went straight to our table.
I sat in front of him. He prepared my meal in the table. Such a sweet guy...
Once he is finished, we started eating.
"Mind if I ask?" I mouthed.
This question is bugging me out. Why are the students acting so weird?
"Yes, sure. I think I know what you are about to ask." He replied.
His speech confused me once more. How did he know?
"For how long did you stayed here in Dylecxia?" He asked.
His expression went serious. I'm sensing an intriguing conversation.
"One week." I answered.
He nodded because of my answer.
"That explains why, mind if I see your ID?" Dylan asked.
I removed my ID and I handed it to him.
He took it and he stared at it.
"Hmm... section Black Anarchy, Alchemia Verizon." He read the content.
Those words were placed in my ID but I have no idea about its meaning.
I tried looking for it online but no result matches.
"Callahan sent you to be protected. Protected from what?" He said.
Sent me to be protected? I thought I went here to study.
"What do you mean?" I asked him.
I knew nothing about this topic.
"Dylecxia is a mafia academy. All of the future heirs and heiresses are sent here. A few of the students are sent here for protection. Alchemia Verizon, it means you are sent to be protected." Dylan answered.
I have no idea about what's going on right now.
"I thought I was sent here to study, Dad said that this is a prestigious school." I replied.
"Yes, Dylecxia is a prestigious school, in terms of Academic Excellency we are ranked as the highest." He mouthed.
So I'm sent here for dual purposes? Dad is keeping secrets again.
Well he was never an open person but I do wish that he enlightened me first before he threw me in here.
"You're in good hands." Dylan added.
What does he even mean? Good hands?
Whose hands?
"Celestine is bothering you right?" He asked again.
Well yes, since my arrival she's been such a brat.
"Since my existence in here she made my life miserable. But I never did anything wrong." I uttered.
He sighed.
"She's always like that." He added.
Basing on Celestine's attitude earlier she seems scared of Dylan.
"Nahh... let's make it pass. She'll get over me sooner or later." I said.
He nodded in response.
We resumed eating. In fairness, the food tastes good, the blueberry cheesecake itself is addicting.
The cafeteria looks like a ghost town. The only ones left here is us.
Silence filled the room but it was immediately broken the moment someone entered.
The sound of the banging door filled the halls. Who could this be?
A few moments later the man who bumped me walked near the counter. For a few seconds we shared a glance.
He raised an eyebrow on me.
Seriously? He is the total opposite of Dylan.
I rolled my eyes on him. He turned his back on me in response.
I heard Dylan's angelic laugh. So cute...
"Be patient with him, just like Celestine he likes to make other's lives miserable." Dylan said.
It's kinda obvious. Maybe Celestine is his sibling not Dylan.
We continued eating until suddenly Reed started walking towards us.
He glared at me. My heart started beating fast as he gets closer.
I thought he was gonna sit with us but he went to the other table. That feels better.
For a second there I realized that I don't want to talk to him. Nor look at him, his attitude makes me sick.
He is sitting a bit closer to us, from his seat, Dylan spoke.
"Reed, I'd like you to meet Aisling Claire Xenon." Dylan introduced me.
I heard him cussed.
"Girlfriend of the day?" He asked in a sarcastic tone of voice.
"Shut up." I answered immediately.
He is making my blood rise. Can someone please stop me?
"Ohh... so you're a fighter. Let us see how long can you last in this living battle field." He said mockingly.
He is really good at annoying people.
"If this is a battle field then expect war from me." I said as I smirked.
I'm tired of playing weak.
"Really? You're brave enough to call it on? You will regret messing with me." He said as he stood up.
I was about to answer him when Dylan suddenly spoke.
"Enough, start acting mature Reed." Dylan ordered.
His voice depicts authority, as if he is someone whom you need to follow.
Who are you Dylan Bryst? Your identity is a catalyst of mystery.
"Ohh really? I have my own life and own rules. Sorry but not sorry Mr. King of Dylecxia." Reed answered him in a sarcastic way.
Mr. King of Dylecxia? What he said made my eyes widened.
"No, follow me because I'm your brother." Dylan added.
Reed suddenly stood up, without saying any word he went out of the cafeteria.
"Tsk! Typical Reed." Dylan mouthed.
Dylan looked at me once more, we shared a glance.
His gorgeous gray eyes dived into mine. This man in front of me serves as mystery. I do not know how to solve his identity but I'm hooked into him.
My life is not usually like this, I do not pay attention to boys pretty well.
I have a lot of suitors but I usually reject them for no reason. Dylan seems to be different. I want to dig deeper.
His smile is alluring and attractive, his actions are different. His life is unknown for the likes of me, but I am hoping that I can know him better.
As I stare at him I suddenly remembered the face of Reed in him. His eyes are darker than his. His aura is heavier than Dylan's.
His attitude is different but I cannot deny that he has the looks as well. The Bryst brothers are both young Adonis born to life. Both gifted with a chiseled body and a well detailed face, no woman can resist them. I guess my school days are about to get exciting.