It Always Begins With A Bad Upbringing

The loud laughter of the rowdy crowd of boys within the changing room of the groom, completely took over the room. While the men present began to poke the slightly brushing groom who stared in the full-length mirror.

Emerald eyes which always shone brightly, just like jewels, were brightened for the joyous occasion, unlike the hollowness they always showed. His thick eyebrows were groomed to perfection causing them to complement his eyes. His copper-colored hair was parted to the side with a thin amount of wax added, to keep his perfectly combed hair awake throughout the procession. His not too thick lips were pleasantly curved up which reflected well on his fair colored skin, while a nose straight as his attitude added much to his charming yet, gentlemanly face.

With a single glance, one could describe him as a lean man, yet in reality he was built well enough to make someone drool. Such well-maintained body was hidden under his cream-colored linen suit. The cuffs of the suits were adorned with the falcon shaped cufflinks symbolizing the Seville business. His pale fingers, with well concealed calluses bore a thin engagement ring with an equally thin diamond on top.

His rare smile was the result of being constantly teased by his boys, which also caused him to involuntarily blush.

The scene he saw in the reflection of the mirror caused him to cover his hair while hiding behind a furniture as the cause for his concern sounded a second later.

Pop!

The champagne cork hit the ceiling while the sparkling liquid started covering the entire room as one of his friends uncorked a champagne bottle while spraying it all over the room.

A pleasant aura emanated within the room unbeknownst the disaster a single phone call were to bring to the groom a second later.

Second later, the groom lifted the phone causing his eyes to go blank while his body trembled all over, which made him take a step backwards as he listened to the conversation without making a noise.

Clunk!

The soft sound of a lone cufflink was covered by the rowdy celebration of the men, who soon realize that all that was left behind by their groom, Cain Seville, was a lone cufflink.

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Riverdew University,

A prestigious university with a selective number of students chosen to be admitted in their courses pertaining to several streams, ranging from Engineering to Business, Psychology to architecture.

The admission for such university required to pass several written tests, followed by aggressive sorting process, which included rigorous group discussions and interviews, challenging both the character as well as previous academic accomplishments.

Like any other institution, there was a backdoor to bypass such a tedious system, to freely gain admission as well as graduate without any problems which was well known and practiced by the elite few.

Despite the topic being an open secret, no one dared to raise the voice against such unfair process, as they knew well, that being electrocuted will be the only result for those who play around with powerhouses.

One such infamously rich, spoiled brat, well known for his debauch and lavish lifestyle, with brains ranging only for the lower part of his body, was the playboy and troublemaker of the school, Max Desmond.

Born as the youngest son of the Desmond, a family with its own conglomerate, which bore an immense power with the Country of Ames , while also having established ones with distant countries a well.

Being feed with a golden spoon since, birth, he never knew the meaning of limits and restrictions.

What about rules? One might ask, but the pompous young master would laugh and say 'They are meant to broken.'

What about effort? 'Isn't it an effort to call my family to tend to my needs?' was his reply.

A man drunk on wealth, living an ambitionless life, drifting from one vice to another never knew the meaning of pain or helplessness, nor did he care, for he couldn't drink nor smoke either of those.

Such a man was parading through the campus with his army…No! Harem of girlfriends who followed him behind in cars as well as other students who bent and picked up the money he shot from his cash cannon, while smiling widely as he gazed upon the beauties wrapped around him.

"Are you up some fun people!!!!!!" He yelled as he stood on the seat of his car, while holding a mic in one hand while spraying money though the money cannon in other, causing the crowd erupt in cheers around him.

The sincere lecturers and students could only gaze and sneer at him in their hearts for they dare not catch the sight of the frivolous young master, who had a protective, bad brother.

Bdoom!

The sound of firecrackers resounded through the campus as he held a rocket in his before lightning it up and leaving it to fly and erupt in the sky, while his blind minions tried to do the same only to have directionless firecrackers burst all over the place, leaving him to laugh at the sight of helpless peasants.

After having his fill of laughter, he cracked open a bottle of champagne before spluttering it all across the campus as the car drove, purposefully drenching the dean and rest of his staff, who stood their ground with gritted teeth as they bared their humiliation for their families who perish if the pampered prince were to be reprimanded.

Adrenaline, powerfulness and happiness, all emotions collided within him as he trampled on the dignity of those below him while he paraded as the monarch above them passing judgements as he wished before turning towards the beauty whose lips he began to ravage in lust while his lecherous hands began to explore all over.

Seeing such despicable acts, the bodyguard teams as well as the driver could only curse him in his heart while remembering the hefty paycheck them were receiving to refrain themselves from strangling such a haughty man.

"Ah…Take me back home…looks like these little doves are getting impatient…" He spoke while letting out a small moan, causing the driver to nod while hiding his expressions of disgust as he could hear the intense activity happening behind him. He tried his best to stamp his eyes onto the road as he drove the convertible which wasn't compartmentalized, failing to prevent his eyes from being defiled.

Yet, he resigned to his fate and drove past the speed regulations, as he was impatient to escape from this uncomfortable scenario. But, little did he know the present which was waiting for them in the manor...