Chapter 0
The youngest son of Howard, yes, that's me, Harry Howard. People though I'm just a delicate and maybe... soft or crybaby omega.
THEY'RE WRONG
I would like to introduce myself as a sassy omega they couldn't even imagine. Well, I'm prepared for what they expect me to be.
"Young master! Please be hurry, you might be late!"
There she goes. My personal maid, Kitta most likely the closest person I have by my side.
She's kinda annoying.
"Can't you just give me a damn peaceful morning for once?!" My voice echoes the hallway when I shout, that soon follows with a mumble, "Great heaven... why do I have to go to school if I could get a tutor at home?"
The door knocked gently but there's urgency there. Kitta speak up once again, "Language, Young master. Your mother will be disappointed if she hear that."
"Fine fine" I let out a sigh before opening my bedroom's door. I raise my eyebrow at her crossed my arms.
"What're waiting for? You're wasting time, Kitta."
"Excuse me? You're the one who was in the shower for an hour."
"Yeah yeah. Whatever you say, old woman." I lift my heels and start walking to the main grand door. Kitta just follow from behind with my bag in her hands.
"Are you in hurry, my sweet little brother? I shall accompany you to schoo."
I paused instantly at the voice I hated the most. Shawn Howard. The darkest secret between me and him never leak yet. But I'm sure he'll use that as a threat someday.
"Fuck off. I don't need a bastard to stand besides me. It's disgusting."
A snicker leave that bastard's lips. He approach me with that disgusting gaze stat land on me. My eyes keep on glaring at him with hate.
"That's not a nice look for a brother you love..."
He continue after reaching out his hand to my face, "Though... I love that face when you was underneath me in bed-"
A hand slap those dirty hand away from my face. Kitta steps forward. She's always been the one who dare to confront the eldest son of Howard. "You ugly pig. Hands off my Young master."
"Kitta, stop it!", I whispered. My hand gripping her hand tightly to pull her out of scene before it could get worse..
I walk off with her. I noticed that Shawn is giving that mischievous grin while we leave.
"I told you to stay away from this, Kitta."
"My job is to take a good care of you. That's including protecting you from that scumbag."
"No who's the one should look after your language..."
We arrived at the car that was waiting since morning. I get inside the back seat. I press the window button down. "One more thing..."
"Hm?", Kitaa blink her eyes. She bend forward to heard my words.
I bring my hand to my mouth and whisper to her, "You're 50 this year~"
"W-What?"
I tap the driver's shoulder and it drove off, bringing my laughter along.
Kitta looks so triggered by the age remind. She has always been so sensitive about it. "YOU LITTLE BRAT!!"
