Avoid the Mos

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"How was the mock ceremony?" A woman in a light-blue and white checkered suit asked as soon as Margarette walked inside the room. The woman stared at Margarette in inquiry before she stood up from her chair and walked close. When she reached Margarette, the woman extended her hand to caress her raven hair.

Margarette Silvostri, the only daughter of the house of Silvostri of Italy. Their house was one of the most influential noble families in Europe so oftentimes she was viewed as a woman filled with pride and honor. However, growing up as the only daughter among 3 children, Margarette wasn't treated with as much attention as anyone thought she would. Being the only daughter and having an 8 years gap to the 2nd son, she grew up as a neglected child.

She tried her best to curry favor from her parents who were busy with work and social status, and older brothers who were busy preparing to inherit the family name but it all went in vain. It was not until she was old enough to understand her situation that she realized she was just a useless garbage deemed to be tossed away as a political chip for the family's benefit, unlike his brothers who will inherit the family. But, what could she do about it? No one was on her side. She tried her best but the only time she was spared one glance was when she did something out of order. An attention different from what she had expected. The attention she once craved became something she wanted to avoid no matter what.

And in order to do so, she tried her best not to stand out. But because Margarette grew up unloved and lonely by her side, she had never felt special except when she was 10 when she first met Jonathan Alexander Wood. She fell for him at first sight, with that little attention he gave her felt like an oasis in the empty desert. However, she did not choose Jonathan solely for that, Alexander Jonathan would be the perfect man for her. He is of noble blood and the heir to the Wood's household. If she marries him, she will finally slip away from the grasp of the Silvostri family.

"It went pretty well, Alexander was there to escort me," Margarette replied with a soft smile after she awkwardly stepped back pulling herself away from the touch, however, despite her gentle words, it was evident from her actions that the event didn't go as well as she had said. Seeing this, the woman with bobbed-cut hair remained unfazed with her sharp and dominant expression.

"I see, then you must be tired from the event. You can tell me more about it after you properly rested," The woman said and Margarette didn't have to be told twice to comply. Furthermore, she wanted to avoid talking to Marjorie Wood about her current situation. That one time where something happened between Marjorie and her was a huge mistake and she would rather forget about that one time and focus on her goals.

Meanwhile, looking at Margarette's escaping figure, Marjorie's eyes remained sharp. Ever since she was young, she had always preferred women, no matter what the second gender was she would always find herself attracted to women. She is the second daughter of the Wood household and considering that she does not inherit the responsibility to uphold the family name, she was free to indulge herself in her preference. However, despite her freedom, she still decided to serve the family and contribute to making it even more prominent.

That one time she had with Margarette Silvostri was nothing but a mere one time fling, there was no meaning to it or whatsoever. It was a mistake on her part for touching Margarette, knowing her relationship to Jonathan so she is doing her best in order to help Margarette reach her goals. It is not like she felt something for the young woman, she just finds Margarette pitiful and she could not remove her eyes from her and watch her struggles.

Walking back to the chair she was previously sitting in, Marjorie thought for a long while before she finally decided to fish out her mobile phone. She scanned from her list of contact numbers the person she wanted to call and when found it, she didn't hesitate to press it and soon waited for the line to connect.

After the second ring, her phone call quickly connected with the person on the line saying "Hello, Ma'am. What can I do for you?" in a respectful manner.

"Investigate Alexander's activities for the past 7 months while he was staying with Mo Tian Zi. I want every detail possible, especially where he stayed, who he was with, and what he was doing up until now," Marjorie ordered with her voice filled with dominance. She might be the middle child of the Wood household but her authority in the family was as heavy as the eldest daughter who was currently managing most of the family business and noble responsibilities while Jonathan was still in training and now missing from his duties.

[Understood, Ma'am. I'll prepare it as soon as possible,] The person on the other line replied before their call soon ended after the message was conveyed.

After the call, Marjorie Wood continued to sit alone on her chair, thinking and enjoying the little free time she had gained after visiting the country in planning to set straight her little brother.

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"Why did I suddenly end up staying for the night?" Fyre whispered to himself, staring at the paintings on the ceiling of his room. He didn't want to stay but how could he decline when an elder asked him to stay?? And apparently, the whole Mo family is now staying at the mansion and he can't help but feel like he's overstaying his welcome.

"Tch. This wouldn't have happened if that Mo Tian Zi didn't suddenly go missing again. If he was there and helped me convince his Mom that I was busy, I would have been comfortably laying on my bed slurping instant noodles," Fyre mumbled to himself again and slapped the pillow next to him in annoyance. After their talk in the garden, the young Alpha continued to stay in a bad mood with him and Jonathan, not even knowing the reason why. Thinking about it is just making him feel aggravated.

Fyre observed the room again trying to distract his mind from thinking of Tian Zi and feeling more annoyed at the Alpha before later sighed. Although indeed the room is high-end like he was staying in a high-end hotel or perhaps a real Renaissance castle, he couldn't help but feel out of place. It's a great experience and he's well aware that this occasion would most likely never happen to him again but feels uncomfortable knowing he does not belong at this place.

He knew Mo Hanlu is a billionaire like his older brother but experiencing it first hand is almost absurd. The man is filthy rich. His bank account would probably feed his descendants up to the fourth generation and it still wouldn't go down to zero. And he is staying at that man's house. Who can afford to relax? It only made him feel like one of these days something will happen to him if he let this into his head.

Once again sighing in frustration, Fyre sat up from his laying position and later decided to get off of his bed.

'I think a glass of milk or water will help with my sleep,' Fyre thought, and without hesitation he walked out of the room. The mansion is huge but He already knows where the kitchen is since he had been there already so he had no problem going there alone without a guide. He quickly arrived at the kitchen and later walked straight to the fridge but as he was standing in front of his destination, Fyre suddenly realized he was acting too at home.

"I'm adapting to this too quickly, it's scary!" Fyre whispered, frowning to himself. Ever since he arrived at this place, nothing has been going his way and there's this unknown force that would always make him agree to anything. It's like he had no choice at all but to accept and normally he would have acted rebellious but he's actually adapting to it.

'Damn. This household is something else,' Fyre thought, staring at an empty space already thinking of avoiding the Mo family after this whole wedding situation when suddenly a warm and masculine palm covered his eyes. Fyre flinched at the touch but it was just for a quick moment before he quickly stepped on the person's feet causing him to groan in pain.

"Ahh-ouch, " Jonathan groaned in pain, crouching down to massage his injured toe. He absolutely did not expect the Omega would stomp his feet so he wasn't able to prepare for the incoming impact.

"What the hell are you doing??" Fyre roared in a hushed tone since it's already night and people in the mansion were already preparing for bed. He felt a little sorry but it was the Alpha's fault for covering his eyes all of a sudden.

"I was just here to get a glass of water," Jonathan explained in pain but later he stood up pouting. He already expected Fyre to react aggressively but he didn't expect the Omega would deliberately step on his defenseless foot.

"If you were going to then you should've kept yourself from doing something so stupid!"

"Well, it's because you're standing there staring at the fridge. I couldn't help teasing you. What are you thinking anyway for you to stare at the poor fridge? It's living its life peacefully and you're staring at it weirdly. I feel bad for it," Jonathan replied in a teasing manner as if the pain he felt earlier disappeared. He honestly just wanted to drink water because he couldn't sleep after his sister's call. He was feeling unpleasant that he needed to go see her the next day but when he saw Fyre in front of the fridge dazed in thought, it quickly lifted up his spirit and he couldn't help but tease him.

"None of your business. You're really annoying you know that? I wonder what Remi saw in you," Fyre said, rolling his eyes making Jonathan chuckle.

"Maybe my handsome face??"

"You ONLY have that handsome face," Fyre replied in a bored tone emphasizing the word ONLY and waving his hand.

"Oh? So are you now accepting that I am handsome?" Jonathan teased, laughing hastily. Meanwhile, Fyre only looked at the proud Alpha with the same bored expression when suddenly Jonathan hugged him. Fyre was so shocked he was about to push him when Jonathan once again pulled him down. He was so confused why Jonathan was doing this but he realized why later when he heard two familiar voices walking in.

And they weren't just walking in the kitchen like normal people would do. When Fyre heard their conversation and noises that suggested they were kissing, Fyre instantly blushed in shock.

"Ahhh L-Luu~ I-I told you we can't today..."

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To be Continued…