Successor

Ethan was playing one of his favorite songs on that professional white piano, he woke up with a fresh dream about his grandfather teaching him how to play the piano, his initial clumsiness made his grandpa laughs all the time... Remembering that made his tears start to run down his cheeks as he kept moving his fingers with the tempo increasing every second.

Although his grandfather sometimes had a distant air and was a little cold, with him he was always affectionate, even if they were brief moments, Daemon showed him a smile or stroked his head, or listens to him whenever he had a problem...

More than his grandfather he was like a father to Ethan, he did not remember his biological parents because he was a baby when they died and the only family he had left was his grandfather, of course, the pain he felt burning inside wouldn't go away in just a couple of hours. Ethan tried to forget him while he played the piano, he cursed himself for being so weak at that moment even though his grandfather always prepared him for all types of painful situations.

He didn't understand how HE, being a 25-year-old man with a rather bloodthirsty reputation, could collapse with the death of someone close to him...

Ethan had witnessed and caused many deaths, his hands were stained with blood more than anyone could imagine so why did the loss of his last relative... hurt like death itself?

"Boss..."

A rather attractive young man with black hair and eyes, pale skin, a slim body, and short stature pulled Ethan out of his little bubble. Ethan looked at him for a moment before he answered.

"Mmh?"

"I'm so sorry for the intrusion but you have a call from..."

"Come here" Ethan stop him immediately calling out to him moving his finger to him with a seductive smile on his lips.

The boy jumped in surprise at his words, the boy look at the bodyguards placed at the doors of the room before approaching the opposite with a blush on his cheeks.

Ethan let out a soft laugh seeing him like that, he got up from his seat and approached the boy to take his chin and lift his face since the other had been looking at the floor all that time.

"A-Xiang, today you are prettier than usual"

He whispered that so close to his lips before kissing him, Ethan needed another way to take his grandfather's death out of his mind and the boy had come at the perfect time. For thirty minutes he felt a moment of peace, he forgot everything thanks to that pretty boy, who was now laying on his bed completely exhausted.

"Ah… humans get tired too quickly" Ethan complained looking at the sleepy boy named Xu Xiang.

No matter how beautiful, cute, or small he seeks a sexual partner to satisfy his carnal desires, he never gets satisfied... Surely being a vampire of lust didn't seem like a good thing.

He takes his phone to send a message to his right hand, asking him to erase the memories from Xu Xiang and return him to his home, if he didn't find a partner with whom to satisfy his need in the next days he would end up making a massacre in the city for his stress.

After a few seconds of observing the small and delicate body of the opposite, he approached him to kiss his forehead and then got up from his bed to take his robe and go to his study where he has apparently had a phone call, but he doubts the person that had called was still on the line.

"Who is it?"

"Wow, that took you a while, Were you very busy?"

The voice on the other side sent a shiver down Ethan's spine, why the hell did he have to be the one calling him?

"Yes I was, sorry to keep you waiting, did you need anything, young master Becket?"

Ethan tried to be as cold as possible, but the memories of his grandfather's funeral still came to him and hit his face, it was quite annoying to have to talk to him after what had happened between them.

Flashback

"If you keep touching me like that, you are going to become a girl tomorrow" Ethan threatens him with a beautiful and fake smile.

"Hahaha so scary" Reven answers him with sarcasm in his voice.

Fortunately, the new leader of the seven clans hadn't had to say it twice for Reven to take his hand off his hip; however, he clearly didn't obey Ethan immediately, Reven left one last touch on his body that made Ethan's body shake.

After that small talk he just walked away as if nothing happened, he ended hp the little meeting with the clan leaders because it was the time to reveal himself to the world, as the unfortunate grandson who lost his grandfather before knowing him.

He had created a very dramatic story but humans were fascinated by those kinds of stories...

To the world, his grandfather Daemon was an important businessman, a billionaire CEO who ran many businesses here and there, and he was his lucky disappeared grandson who was the only successor. Only those who knew his secret knew that this was just a facade to the world...

…

The journalists shot at him with some strange questions making that a tireless interview asking him what it felt like to be royalty now, Ethan only answers kindly although inside of him he wanted to kill the reporter because clearly, he was ALWAYS royalty but they found out until now.

The day was coming to an end, his eyes were tired of everything and when the night came, only the vampires remained in the castle, although his grandfather had left his last will, he still had to go through a ceremony among the clans, he knew it and he prepares everything for that night.

Ethan as a prince had to be crowned under the ancient traditions, despite living in a modern world they were still very traditional... Ethan had to go upstairs to change his clothes into a formal blue male attire but his grandfather always say to him to be himself, so instead of that uncomfortable suit he only puts on the royal cloak con his shoulder and a fur on his left shoulder that looked like he was carrying a dead animal and lastly he puts his grandfather's sword on his side of his body, which was attached to his dress with a small but powerful magnet.

In the density of the night, the Rumsfeld castle seemed to change completely, the seven families were in the throne room, standing in two lines next to the red carpet, watching the door where he was supposed to appear, the darkness surrounding them

with the moon as the only source of light that illuminates them.

The leaders who made up the vampire's council were next to the throne waiting for him. The O'Connell leader was holding a cushion with a crown resting on it…his grandfather's crown.

Ethan let out a soft sigh before he entered the room, he walked on that red carpet to the throne letting the royal cloak on his shoulders move with his body, he always wanted to sit there but now that he can do it... That dream didn't feel so nice anymore... how could he be happy to sit there without his grandfather?...

In a blink of an eye that ceremony ended, he looked at them imposing his presence, the crown on his head was heavier than he thought, he smiled with that dignified aura but his gaze was lost in those ruby eyes that kept looking at him in a way that Ethan couldn't explain…

"Ah... that guy is so fucking crazy"

Ethan feel crazier because he couldn't take his eyes off him, maybe because of how Reven helped him to calm down beforehand… but Ethan wasn't pretty sure.

...

All the leaders and their families show their respect to Ethan as their new prince, and although a lot of them were astonished to see him in that dress at his ceremony most of them try to introduce their daughters or sons looking for a possible marriage between families, it was like of party but Ethan was not in the mood to celebrate that moment.

When he had the opportunity, he sneak quietly while all of them were drinking blood or the special wine that Ethan discovered and produce among the vampires all around the world.

Ethan asks one of the waiters for a glass of blood and then he goes to his garden to drink alone, he wasn't interested in the others, he still had a big pain in his heart, that meeting makes him remember his grandfather, he feels that in any moment his grandfather will show there and laugh at him with that quiet expression.

He sits down at a beautiful white table for tea and takes off the cloak, that disgusting fur, and the sword leaving them on the table. He was exhausted but not from all the events...

"It looks like you're having a bad night"

Ethan reacted a little surprised when he heard the voice of Reven, that short but striking silver hair make Ethan wonder if his hair was as soft as it looked. He frown his eyebrows at him as he remembered that the boy was his enemy and surely he or his family were involved in the murder of his entire family.

"It's inevitable, my grandfather died and they look happier than ever"

Ethan responded out of courtesy but with anger in his voice, he was upset, he couldn't understand why all the leaders act as if his grandfather was a vampire from the common population that died but none of them said something about getting revenge on the assassins, he saw the other sitting next to him with an intense look.

"I don't remember having invited you to sit with me” he says with a small smile.

"Well you didn't ask me to leave either" Reven answer him with the same smile

Ethan really wanted to punch him, something from that boy bothering him so much, and for some reason, he couldn't take away his energy, that could only mean one thing. Reven wasn't attracted to him, it was the first time that something like this happened to him.

He was looking at him curiously, and was thinking how could be someone that doesn't desire him? And also WHY WAS HE SO FUCKING SEXY?

Reven had a thin but manly chin, and his hair covered his eyes a bit but despite that Ethan could still see his eyes, his height was the ideal for anyone who liked tall men, and damns… his body, he was pretty good working Ethan could see it despite the clothes he was wearing.

"Damn it..."

"Mmh? Do you like what you see, your highness?"

Ethan was a flirtatious person by nature, no one could start a game and beat him, hearing his attempt to embarrass him Ethan rested his chin on his intertwined hands revealing his bare back while he smiled slightly.

"I must say I'm not impressed, but maybe it's all those clothes you're wearing"

Reven didn't expect that answer and of course, he blushed slightly at the sincerity of the other, Reven quickly averted his face from him while Ethan rejoiced in his accomplishing task.

Reven had two glasses and a bottle of wine that place them on the table. He serves a little wine in both of the glasses and looks at him.

"Why don't you join me with a glass of wine?"

"Why should I, young master Becket"

"Oh come on, call me Reven" he offered him the other glass with a coquettish smile

"Jajaja I don't want to drink alcohol yet, but thanks young master"

"Oh... are you afraid of a little alcohol?"

Reven mocked him but Ethan tensed his face with anger, he gave him a fake laugh at his tasteless joke, and a vein was visible on his temple from the anger, he wasn't very good at handling alcohol no matter how many times he practiced he had a very low tolerance that's why he usually didn't drink with strangers but now Ethan had to do it... Because he is a very stubborn and prideful guy...

To be continue