Ambition (53)

In the heart of the city, there stood an elegant establishment known as "Le Crème Palace." This upscale business venue was adorned with grandeur at every turn. The exterior was a beautiful blend of modern architecture and classic design, featuring towering glass walls adorned with lush greenery, marble columns, and ornate gold accents.

Inside, the spacious atrium was dominated by a magnificent crystal chandelier, casting a warm and inviting light over the guests. The floors were a stunning blend of white marble and dark wood, polished to a high shine. Plush, leather-upholstered chairs and deep mahogany tables provided a luxurious seating arrangement for patrons.

The ambiance was one of refined sophistication, with soft classical music playing in the background, and fresh flowers gracing every table. Impeccably dressed waitstaff moved gracefully throughout the space, attending to the needs of the guests.

In this lavish setting, a solitary man sat at a corner table, engrossed in his thoughts. He was surrounded by an air of quiet confidence, dressed in a tailored suit and sipping on a glass of aged whiskey. His solitude in this opulent environment seemed to emphasize his enigmatic nature and his ability to find tranquility amidst the hustle and bustle of the world.

"Yow old fuck, I have something to talk to you about, "Aaron said walking into the room.

His whole attire seems to be different as he clothes to look a bit more sophisticated.

"What do you want," Kousei said looking at Aaron.

"You the guy that used the goddess of creation to make Neon and yet still doesn't love her right" Aaron said as he walked next to the man.

"What right do you have to tell me that I don't love my daughter," the man said seemingly becoming offended.

"You treat her as nothing more than a mere tool so is it bad for me to assume you don't love your daughter," Kousei said looking at Aaron.

Kousei's face turned an alarming shade of red, his nostrils flaring with anger. "You have no right to speak to me this way, young man. I am her father, and I have her best interests at heart."

Aaron merely rolled his eyes, unimpressed. "It's pretty clear whose interests you're really looking out for, and it ain't your daughter's."

"After all isn't she just the goddess power given human form" Aaron taunted.

The words hit Kousei like a punch to the gut. He clenched his fists, his face a mixture of anger, frustration, and sadness. "You know nothing about our family and what we've been through."

Aaron leaned back, his tone mocking. "I don't need to. It's pretty obvious. You made her into this...whatever she is now, and for what? A business empire? A family legacy? You can't control her, and you never could."

"You think I wanted this? You think I wanted to do this to my own daughter?" Kousei retorted, his face flushed with anger.

Aaron, never one to back down from a verbal spar, leaned in, his voice firm and unyielding. "You chose your ambitions over her happiness. You forced her into a mold she didn't fit. And is she really your daughter wasn't Akari your daughter and not Neon"

"Did you feel so disgusted with yourself after wishing her back and realizing she was not Akari but her own person that you stop loving her you old fuck"

Aaron's words were like a punch to the gut for Kousei. He sat back in his lavish chair, his face a mix of emotions – anger, guilt, and sorrow. The commotion had quieted in the elegant establishment as other patrons couldn't help but eavesdrop on the tense conversation.

"I didn't stop loving her," Kousei replied, his voice softer now. "I just... I got lost in my own ambition. I wanted her to be the best, to succeed where I failed. I thought it was the only way to secure her future."

"Your mistakes, whether you admit them or not, have already hurt her. It's not about me or you, it's about her. She deserves better than being manipulated by someone who claims to care for her."

"So let me teach you how to care for other people the best way a human can learn they are wrong," Aaron said closing his fist before punching Kousei in the nose.

Aaron's punch would catch Kousei off guard, causing him to stagger backward. He winced a bit before he touched his bleeding nose, and finally realized that the young man meant business.

"Are you in this for your business or for your daughter?" Aaron's voice was sharp, his eyes locked onto Kousei.

"People like you make me sick, you act as if you don't care as long as it is for your business but what if because of the lack of attention she receives she decides to look for it herself..not everyone out there is as nice as she is or innocent some might take advantage of that and you wouldn't be able to do shit as she is a stubborn child..do you really want that future for your own kid old fuck" Aaron said coldly.

He then wipes the blood from his fist before looking at Kousei.

"Now clean yourself and go get your daughter before I knock your ass out," Aaron said turning his back on the man and walking away.

If this man loved his daughter then he would change and if he did not that was one more reason Neon had to follow Kyun.

A/N This is weirdly personal for him.