Irresistible Invitations

Unknown Pov

There is only one thing which I hated the most in this world and it was getting defeated.

As I looked towards the magnificent painting of a demon which hung in front of my bed on the wall, I couldn’t just help but to feel worthless for getting defeated.

The demon in the picture looked so real, it was as if it was watching me through the painting. It’s eye matched the one whose I feared the most. My Grandfather’s eye. The demon with its intense green eye, black body and black with shades of red and green aura was the true personality of my Grandfather. My Grandfather was the one who taught me how to be ruthless, greedy and a powerful mean. He was my mentor. He turned me into this self-obsessed man and truthfully I am glad that he turned me like this or else I would’ve buried under the ground a long time ago.

The painting was made by a fellow friend of my Grandfather. According to him, he brought my Grandfather’s personality into his painting. And I was sure those who had witnessed my Grandfather’s wrath wouldn’t deny the fact that this painting truly mirrored his personality.

I sighed as I tried to move on the bed and sat on a sit up position leaning against the headboard and wincing when I felt a sharp pang on my the side of my stomach.

“Darn” I hissed in pain and touched the place when I felt it getting wet. Just as I thought, I raised the shirt from my stomach and the touched the area where I felt the pain, my finger touched the blood that was certainly oozing out from the wound that I got just a few days back.

The blood on my finger reminded me of my Defeat. A word that I loathed the most in this world.

“Defeat” I found myself muttering the word wiping the blood out of my finger using the tissue from my bedside.

I would’ve been dead if my Grandfather were alive right now. He would’ve killed me with his own hand seeing me in this condition. A part of me actually relieved that today he wasn’t there in this world to witness my condition or else god only knew what he would have done first to me then to the person who was responsible for this wound.

I ran a hand through my hair and then bent a little, hissing on the effort and pressed the bell calling of my servant.

A few seconds later a man hurried in almost huffing and panting clearly showing that he ran all the way to reach me as quickly he can. He bowed his head and composed himself, his black hair falling on his forehead as he sweated badly which showed his nervousness.

“Where is Denvar?” I asked the young man who wasn’t responsible for the call that I just did.

“Uh Father is away for some work given by Madam herself” he managed to speak and the word Father caught my attention.

“Denvar is your father?” I asked as I gulped down the water from the glass wanting to ease my thirst.

“Yes, Sir. He is my father” he replied in a low voice.

“I see. How old are you?” I asked shocked by myself that I was even interested to know. Maybe the fact that I was alone and bedridden from the past few days made me ask all those stupid questions to the boy much to his discomfort. He looked like he wanted to get out of my room as soon as he could.

“Se-Seventeen. I am Seventeen Sir” he spoke stuttering and I nodded.

“Too young,” I thought.

“Bring me my food. I am hungry and make sure to bring me a glass of red wine. Also, ask Mother to pay me a visit” I ordered him and he nodded but stood there not moving an inch.

“What is it?” I questioned.

ordered us not to serve you wine till you

you” I barked and within

and leaned back on the headboard. Using the remote control I lowered the temperature of the air conditioner suddenly feeling hot.

its side effects are killing me.

my phone rang and I furrowed my eyebrows before picking up the call from a certain

speak” the man chuckled when I picked

and just speak up What is it?” I

saved from dying a few days ago?” He replied sarcastically and I rolled my eyes at his comment.

“Willi I am certainly not in a mood to chit chat with you right now. I see you don’t have anything important to tell so I’m hanging up” I was ready to click on that End call button but stopped when I heard him speak.

something very important to tell you” he spoke in his serious tone and almost immediately I gave him my whole

in our way and would smartly have some ideas to

the iceberg. Nobody’s perfect of course and Willi has a share of darker sides to deal with too.

possessive, disrespectful and narrow-minded, but in an odd way, they’re

what he’s notorious. Even the best intentions have been soured because of this and

about him yet there is something which makes him the most trusty man one would ever trust his life over.

“Speak up,” I told him.

is good and another is the opposite. So

first” I spoke readily to face the bad

he told me and almost immediately I clenched my teeth with

One more defeat.

the good news?” I asked

the Good news is I found

That was Willi always had his fair share of solutions and always

nothing is tracked or spilled” I told him and he hummed

this by myself” he told

will you do this? You know this is risky. Send some other ma-” he cut me off “Freddy was the best man we had. And unfortunately, he got caught. Do you think any other man in his place will ever return back doing it, with a victory?” He questioned and true to his words I found myself nodding in agreement.

“Fine. Make sure to clear the coast. And when you reach to Freddy don’t forget to tell him that I will miss him” I sighed as I said the words. It was a way of mine to tell him that Freddy was no longer needed. Sure, he was also the most trusty man here and I have been with him from god knows what year but still he managed to caught by

miss him” I heard Willi sighing in the phone.

of person who would ever show emotions

“Give him a less painful death,” I told him and with that, I hung up.

bed and looked up at the ceiling. My gaze again fell on the painting

hope you are happy with me”

Without opening my eyes I knew who

I asked as I opened my eyes and looked at the woman dressed in an elegant black

into mine as she made her way towards me and sat on the chair beside me crossing her leg over another.

my son’s permission to enter his room” she spoke as she crossed

“I am grown man now Mother and I would mind my privacy,” I told her to which she rolled her eyes and the