|Part Two|
Little Red|
[Zanthus]
When I was young , I used to be a good kid . I used to love playing with my sister , help my mother and respect my father . Years later when I grew up . My tendency to listen to someone changed . I no longer wish to be told what to do . I do not wish to be commanded . My father taught me how to make people kneel before you . He taught me how to be the strongest in the eyes of people so they know who they are messing with .
I held a gun and shot a perfect aim when I was seventeen. He taught me . My father is a business man . Rough and committed to his work . He goes straight down to business no emotions . He has only had one women by his side who was my mother . She suffers his anger sometimes . I have seen his raging eyes towards her . But I don't understand that women . She never gets scared . My father told me . Scaring is our work . Getting scared is our weakness .
He made sure I was turned into his son before introducing me to others . I had to learn how to be the one to rule between thousands of men . I had to be the strongest . The ruthless . Only then do we get the respect we deserve . I turn Twenty next month . I do not work under my father but work with him . The only thing getting in my way is that I finish my studies and then do whatever and however I want to rule my own underworld .
I slam my car door shut and walk in the university. The people around turn away making me feel proud . "Zanthus " I didn't look only walked ahead . "I goods are in " Caleb said . "Well what are you waiting for . Send them up " I spoke and he nodded walking away . I sat down on my desk and leaned back . This was the first time I was attending a class in this month . I could easily get the attendance I need but why not roam around a bit .
The shitty classes had me clench my jaw and I walked out the university cursing . Racing and killing was better than sitting for hours of bullshit they speak . I was about to step out the gates when I saw her . The girl in a red dress . She was sitting on the stairs . With her phone in her hands . Her ears blocked with headphones as her eyes roamed over a book . My eyes linger over her legs . Her skin below knees was exposed . Her hair black . Her skin milky white .
I didn't waste my time . My mouth formed a smirk and walk to her .