Chapter 7: Jace Bartley

Behind the apple tree stood Mr. Brown, staring at his princess with eyes full of unfathomable emotions. He has been standing there close to an hour but it felt like nothing because the norms in his legs were nothing compared to the pain and cries he was hearing, his princess is broken and he is the course of it, his princess is miserable all because of him. How he wishes he could turn down this trip, he would've gladly done so but it is out of control. Tears run down his face as he watches her cry, his heart aches, and the pain in his chest increase, he crunch his chest with his left hand while supporting himself with his right hand on the apple tree, and he felt like crying out loud but he held himself from doing that because he can't let her know he is watching and like the man that he was, he won't want to show weakness, not this time when she was broken. He silently listen to her sing with a voice full of sadness and unspoken emotions, and all he could do was stand by and watch her.

He hides behind the tree when she turns and starts walking in his direction. he watches her walk her way to the mansion with so much sadness and pain in his eyes and follows her when she was gone from his sight.

In a filled full of colorful flowers stood a man, he has been standing there without moving an inch. His name is Jace Bartley, a twenty-four years old business tycoon known worldwide, he is nicknamed "God Of Dead", " The Devil King" and sometimes "The Ice Could Prince". He smiles at none except his sister, Sophie Bartley who is his only family and pride. He bears the aura of Authority, Power, and Greatness. Jace Bartley lost his mum and dad when he was fifteen years old and little Sophie was nine years old, it wasn't an easy journey for him as he was now responsible for his sister's warfare and many more. He was forced to drop school and take over his dad's company. It wasn't easy from the start, dealing with businessmen and making decisions was one hell of a thing he wasn't prepared for but as the time when by, he tends to understand everything about business and was excellent at it. He is intelligent, most clients often call him a genius but that didn't make him be any proud it boastful of himself.

Jace Bartley is a lover and keeper of nature. His house is filled with flowers of different varieties and a large garden with lots of flowery trees designed in a heart shape. He spent most of his free time in the garden, enjoying the view and beauty of nature. Though with all his deadly aura and nicknames, simplicity and gentleness are the words that best describe him. Even though the world was cruel by taking away his parents without him being able to show them how much he loves and cherishes them, he still believes there was still some good it possesses and with that, he always makes sure to help the nonprivileged. But one thing he never believed in was " LOVE".

After his appointment with a client, Jace Bartley decides to go back home and rest for the day as it was around eight in the evening. He sat in his car silently as his driver drives him home at a moderate speed. He watches the clear view of Camel City through the window. He caught sight of a clear and beautiful view of the field, it was so enchanting and mesmerizing but at the same time, dull. It was calling unto him and him, as a lover of nature couldn't help but his to it. He wondered why a beauty will look so enticing yet dull as if nature is fading away. Unconsciously, he asked his driver to stop the car and rush out as if chasing after something while heading towards the direction of the field.

Upon reaching the field, his feet were stuck on his spot as he stares at a figure before him. He saw a girl that was as beautiful as nature itself, sitting amid beautiful flowers of different colors staring at nothing with her brown hazel eyes that are as brown as the beautiful brown roses, but those beautiful eyes lack the spark that could make a sad soul smile, those eyes were filled with sadness and pain that he couldn't comprehend.

Looking at her makes his heartache and he wonders why he was feeling this way for someone he is seeing for the first time. He had the urge to comfort her and wipe away her tears and sadness. he stood there and stares at her without blinking, he must admit the girl is a beauty to behold, she is fair to look upon and her pale skin compliments her dark twilight hair...he watch her walk back home as she wraps herself with sheats from excess cold.

Amalia walks into the mansion and goes directly to her room, she removes the sheat on her body as she shivered from the cold she was feeling. without delay, she hops onto her bed and covers herself with the large and thick blanket which gave her warmth and helps her from not freezing up. She stares at the ceiling, seeing that she's got little time to spend with her dad, she decides to use what she's got before it is all gone, to spend every second and minute with her dad, to do all that she wanted to do 'cause she doesn't think she will be able to do it anytime soon if not now. Closing her eyes, she takes a deep breath to calm herself down and slowly, she was drowned in the darkness of the night as her eyelid becomes heavy, allowing sleep to take her away from her thoughts. she was just too tired to stay up.