"Big Sis Rose, where did you come from?" asked three-year-old Draco, looking up at a girl similarly taller than him, with a face that showed she would be an exceptional beauty.
"I came from a beautiful place," the young girl said proudly. "There are waterfalls, cars, and many beautiful things."
Small Draco's eyes shone like stars. "I want to see those beautiful things too. Take me with you."
"My mom said only those who marry me can enter the clan," the young girl said.
"Then I will marry you!" Draco exclaimed happily.
OUCH!! Small Draco whimpered in pain. "Why did you hit me?"
"You want to marry me just to see beautiful things," she said, puffing out her cheeks in anger. "My mom said marriage is the most important thing in my life. I'm going to marry the best man for me."
Small Draco lowered his head and started crying. The young girl was bothered by this and tried to calm him down.
"Okay, I'll marry you," she gave in.
These two had known each other for over a year. But this girl wasn't an orphan like Draco; her mom sponsored the orphanage. Since she was two years old, her mother had brought her here, and the first person she met was Small Draco.
"Really?" He was surprised as he cleaned his tears; the girl nodded.
"Pinky promise," he said, holding out his little finger; the girl sealed the promise with her little finger.
"Rose, it's time to go," a young woman's voice was heard; the young girl waved goodbye to Draco.
"I'll wait for you to marry me!" the young girl shouted as she left.
"Big Bro, are you going out again? Can't you take me along this time?" Draco pouted, his puppy eyes begging a ten-year-old holding the young child's cloth.
What the young girl said made him eager to see the outside world.
"Draco, what do you think of the outside world?" the young man asked, patting Draco's head.
"It's a beautiful place," Draco replied, his childish face full of frowns before happily smiling.
"The trees, animals, people – I'd love to visit them all." He pouted, unaware this would be the last time they'd see each other.
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"Why are you crying?" Rose stopped savoring the lips, noticing tears dropping from Draco's eyes.
What answered her was Draco's intense lips, greedily sucking hers until they were out of breath.
Rose's face was red as they parted lips, resting her head on his chest, trying to hide her embarrassed face.
"You remembered," Rose looked up at Draco, who was busy watching her with a smile.
"Yes," he nodded. "I never thought you were the type to keep childhood promises." He teased.
"What do you mean?" She gave him a light punch on his chest, feeling underestimated as the young miss of a main clan.
He never expected her to keep such a promise made with an orphan. This promise defined her life.
Another question was what made him forget his memories in the orphanage.
"I always keep my promises," she pouted, looking extremely charming.
"Beautiful," Draco muttered absent-mindedly, his soul entranced by the beauty he held.
"What are you saying?" Rose's face was all red, making her look like a cute cat. The notorious raging tigress was now a cute cat in front of Draco. If the boys were there, they would have bowed to Draco for taming the tigress.
"We have to heat your clothes before you catch a cold," Draco said, sizing Rose up as he stood up. Those developing curves were really enchanting to the eyes.
"If you dare look again, I'll gouge your eyes," Rose threatened, her red face making her look even cuter.
"It's not my fault; I'm not the one who said your clothes should get wet," Draco shrugged, not bothering to move his eyes.
Rose bit her lip, glaring fiercely at Draco, who was confused about how he made her angry. Suddenly, she covered her face with her hands, and her sobbing voice could be heard.
Draco, seeing this, was scared. "Hey, I'm sorry," he hugged her, calming her down.
"Would you do whatever I want?" Draco saw her puppy eyes dripping with tears and felt his heart pricked.
"Okay, I'll do whatever you want," he gave in.
Her face changed; no tears could be seen. Draco realized he was fooled; she was just shedding crocodile tears.
"Help me put this on," she brought out the necklace case, making Draco look at her in the eye.
Opening the necklace case, he brought out a chain necklace of unknown material. The only notable thing about it was its dazzling golden chain and a fox-like beast with nine tails.
"Where did you get this from?" Rose was amazed, her eyes not leaving the necklace.
"Didn't you check it?" Draco raised his eyebrows, looking at her.
"How would I check it when you were already running away?" Rose teased.
"I didn't run away; I walked away," Draco protested.
"But how did you find me?" He was curious.
"It's a secret," Rose pouted, leaving his curiosity hanging.
"Then I'm not telling you where I got it from," Draco struck back, not wanting this tigress to take advantage of him.
"Okay, I used the tracker I left on the phone," Rose revealed.
Draco was surprised, as Rose brought him the phone, and he never thought she had put a tracker on it.
"Now, tell me where you got this from," she demanded.
"Okay, let me put the necklace on as I narrate the story," Draco sighed.
It turns out that yesterday, when Draco went outside early, he went to look for a birthday present for Rose. He wanted to give her a surprise party. He visited various stores, searching for a perfect gift for Rose, but couldn't find any; either they were too expensive or shabby.
Spending over four hours on this, he panicked because he hadn't found anything for Rose.
Suddenly, as he was leaving, he saw a place gathering people's attention. An old woman wanted to buy something but seemed to lack funds.
On getting there, he saw the old woman being bullied by a female staff member of the shop. The crowd looked at the old woman with pity, confusing Draco about why they didn't intervene.
His mind couldn't take it anymore, so he headed out, stopping the female staff as he protected the old woman. "What are you doing? Don't you have respect for your elders?"
"Elder my foot," the female staff countered. "If one doesn't have enough money, go to those shabby shops, not the shop of the Everett Clan."
Draco was shocked and felt angry; he never thought this was an Everett Clan shop. From what he could see, they sold accessories, but why did their staff have such bad manners?
Trying to counterattack, but the old woman held him, saying, "My child, don't worry."
Draco tried to tell her not to worry, but the old woman insisted he shouldn't worry, making him give up.
He took a look at the old woman, who looked old but radiated youthfulness.
Taking the old woman away, the crowd looked at him with pity for provoking the Everett Clan.
"Ma'am, don't worry. I won't let this slide. I have a friend in the Everett Clan who'll get justice for you."
"Is your friend a lady?"
"How did you know?" Draco was shocked.
"Your face says it all, my child," the old woman laughed, noticing Draco's shocked expression. "Is she also related to your tense mood?"
Her words struck Draco like lightning; his mouth was open wide, and he stared at the old woman in visible shock.
"Don't be scared, child. Tell me about it," she said gently.
Draco found the old woman's words trustworthy, so he shared what he had gone through.
The old woman nodded and brought out a necklace with a nine-tailed fox, making Draco happy because this was perfect.
"Ma'am, I can't accept this for free," Draco said when he saw the old woman wanted to give it to him.
"If you don't take it, you're demeaning this old woman," she replied.
Draco had no option but to accept it.
Looking at the necklace's gleaming gold, he was happy.
Turning to thank the old woman, he found out that she was gone.
Rose, who heard the staff's manners, was angry, exuding the aura of a tigress.
Draco quickly calmed her down, hugging her, making her turn meek.
"Let's get going," Draco said, noticing it was getting late.
"Carry me," Rose said in a childish tone, making Draco carry her to the parked car.
"You're so heavy! What are you eating?" Draco teased.
Rose gave him a punch and squeezed his ear.
"Ouch, I'm kidding!" Draco shouted in fear, making Rose giggle.
They headed home with joy.
Love is a mysterious thing. For some, it's a burden and pain; for others, it's a blessing and peace.
Draco had temporarily forgotten about his revenge against her father.
He felt complete with Rose; his mind was pure and lively.
He never thought she was this important to him, more than his own life.
He wished this moment could last forever