A MATE IN TWO. Princes of Anon (2)

LAVISH, NOT FULFILLING.

~LUCIEN~

I don't expect them to know, they are too pompous and proud to accept it or just live with it.

I remember clearly my first day on Earth, out of Atlantis to be precise. The excitement I felt, was like none other.

The only reason I left Atlantis and the people in Dan's care, was because a female was giving birth and I had to get some things for the child.

I remember the wide look on the human's face when I gave him so many gold coins in exchange for the things I needed.

He looked both excited and horrified.

I could have exchanged the gold for money, like a normal person, which I'm not. But I had no time for that. And i'm not sure he would have appreciated being paid with Anon's currency.

From that day, I started coming back, not regularly, but a few hours in a few days.

I was mesmerized, I still am.

And of course they stared at me, one thing was for sure, they could sense that I'm different, they could sense the dominant side of me.

My beastly side.

And it made their females attracted to me and their males jealous, but I could care less.

I learnt their ways and ethics, and how they behave and respond to certain things that, you could no longer tell the difference between myself and them.

Yes, they still sense the oddity but not as much since I hide my Aura from them.

Yet they can't say anything because they do not know what is different about me.

I walk away from the floor to ceiling glass window, that gives me a clear view of everything outside, and head to the kitchen.

I won't deny that this penthouse is big and screams luxury, because it's true.

The grey and white decor is beautiful and clearly shows how expensive the everything is, but it feels all the more.. lonely.

The one emotion I come to earth to run away from.

I take out a bottle of non alcoholic wine and pour myself a glass. The alcohol does not affect me, but I'm not in the mood to take it in.

I take out my phone from one of the kitchen cabinet. The tech here is very... Inadequate. It's very low from the tech on Anon.

I could do something about that, but I'm not sure how the humans will handle alien tech, and what they will use it for.

Yes, we learnt from them many years ago, but we surpass them in every way now.

Scrolling through the phone, I see that I have so many voicemails from my personal assistant.

They all say the same thing, the new author we work with. She is very good, I won't lie about that, I have read almost all of her books. But she wants to stay anonymous, only letting us know her gender.

Vida is my personal assistant and she is very good at her job, she is also the only one who knows that I am the one who owns this company. A publishing company.

I think it's my love for books and the need to keep Anon's tech from humans, that made me choose building this company. Because I sure as hell was going to start a tech company if not this one. But I don't need to teach humans any more than they already know.

Reece. That's the name. There is a website that I personally designed, a year after coming here. It's basically for amateur writers.

And then there is the company I make hard copies in. Still in the same name.

In just three years after opening, designing and launching it, it hit the top of the market. First in all online publications.

And since I can't be here all the time, I hired Vida to take care of everything when I'm away.

She is very competent and doesn't show just how much she drools over me like the other females.

At least she is able to keep that lust at bay and doesn't try to get with me. That's why I chose her. And she can keep her mouth shut. I pay her very well, I don't think any personal assistant gets paid 1M dollars a month.

I just feel like being generous with her, because she takes care of her family and her three little siblings, all alone.

Chatterbox. That's the name of the anonymous writer. Her books are selling very well. And is on the first rank with over 10M views.

I really don't care about the money, I just do it to keep myself busy and because I want to.

I'm a Prince for crying out loud, there is no wealth on Earth that can beat what I have on Anon.

I listen to all of Vida's voicemails talking about the release of the hardcovers for chatterbox's books.

I send her a message to let her know that I've listened her voicemails.

I spend the rest of the day reading the new book from chatterbox. Her writing style is different, you can almost feel yourself in her work, as if you were the one living that life.

And she has a very wide imagination. I can almost see her thinking that, there are different life forms in the universe.

And how true that is.

When it's 10pm, I take a shower and change into something that's fit for a club, because that is where I'm heading.

Then take my car key and head out after locking the door, I then go down in the elevator. I ignore the stares from people, I'm used to it.

"How are you, James?" I ask the 30 year old security man at the entrance of the hotel.

"Oh, nice to see you again sir Noah." He says with a smile. "When did you get back?" He asks.

"A few days ago." I reply and return his smile.

"Good to have you back sir." He says and I exit after nodding.

Noah, the name I use here. A new identity, but I still keep who I am and my morals.

I don't know why I bought this hotel in the first place. I could have bought a house somewhere in the woods or something.

But I guess that would have made it impossible for me to mingle with the humans and study them.

I climb into my Ferrari and drive off.

It's very hard to find a place here to actually shift and go for a run, so I bought a forest reserve and made it a private property.

It's the least I could do for my beast. I get uneasy, agitated and easily annoyed when I don't go for runs on a regular basis.

I know you'll probably think that I'm wasting money, or living a lavish and fulfilling life. But it's far from that.

Yes, it's lavish. But it's far from fulfilling.

It's lonely.

I park my car when I get to the club I'm going to; WINX.

I don't see the use of buying a club.

The main reason I come here is because most humans gather here.

And this is where they actually let loose and be who they are. So it's the best place to study them.

I lock the car after I get out. The bouncer doesn't even glance at me when I walk through. That's how influential I am.

It's always difficult to get used to the scent of alcohol and sweat when I come here. The dance floor is full and people just grind on each other and dancing to the music.

And I don't even feel like joining them, neither do I feel like going to the VIP room, so I head towards the bar.

"What can I get you?" The guy asks.

He is cute, I won't lie. With a small frame and brown eyes. But not enough to make me want him.

In all the years of coming here, I have to say that not once have I had s*x with anyone.

None of them draw me like that.

"Water for now." I reply.

One more thing, I'm BISEXUAL.