Falling for your devils

" he is here !! He has come !! Come and see him "

" see how handsome he is ?! Just a night with him and i will die in peace "

" don't be stupid. If someone has to be his tonight it will be me okay ?! "

" you girls are crazy, how will you even pass to touche him. You girls should thank god for having the privilege to see him. Me I just want him to kiss my hand and make it and important part of my body"

was voices from the crowd as they saw the god of beauty everybody was talking about years back

He was attired in a bespoke black suit paired with a crisp white shirt and a meticulously crafted black tie. His hair possessed a lustrous deep black shade and appeared incredibly soft, reminiscent of silk. Standing at an imposing height of 1.90m, he exuded an air of dominance as if he were the ruler of the world. His athletic physique bestowed upon him an unparalleled allure. Concealed behind a pair of spectacles, his eyes remained elusive, leaving no chance for anyone to admire them. The aura surrounding him caused one's heart to palpitate in trepidation, as if there was a possibility of being banished to an infernal realm. structure of this face was like that of a god who came on earth to show what's the meaning of beauty. The most attractive part of his body that girls could see that day was his lips. His lips was very appetizing which no one could restrain from kissing them.

The man walk through the entrance of the building where the ceremony was taking place. his approach was synonymous with perfection as if each step was calculating at a specific place. Neither pictures nor shouting was being heard, just the women's heartbeat makes noices and those holding their breath for them not to collapse. If you make usless noice, your grave will be your final destination.

He enters the hall, and like remote control robots, everybody in the room turned its head to find out who had just appeared. the eyes of the women became round, with their unfaded smile and that of the envious men, because yes! They had just found the one at the origin of the word beauty. He went to see his brother who was the only one with whom he could have a short conversation and could have the heart to stand infront of him. Ignoring all those eyes on him.

"Bro you finally came, i thought..."

" 5 mins "

He was not chocked by his brother's behavior. He was even chocked that his brother took a 5mins to comme and assist this masquarade.

The ceremony began and each female model paraded their hips. Others hoped that this god would spot them even for one minute, because it was a first time for him to come to a fashion week. All eyes was on him. He was looking at each model carefully through his spectacles but that was enough for making them to get wet and worm at the same time. When those eyes of his looked like they were turning to one of the stars present? They'll cleared their chest so that it could give him a view that he didn't even pay attention to.

5mins was over, the man stood up followed by his brother like his tail. At that moment, the face of everybody was decomposed especially those women who did not succeeded to have him tonight.

Arriving at the mansion, the guy went to his room living his brother in the vast living room.

" i'm asking myself if you will get maried... You're too reluctant. Is good but.. Anyway if i could just have a potion of your beauty i will be the happiest boy of our country." The man was lost in thought seeing how fortunate his brother was.

" come"

The man came to reality as he heard his brother calling him with that single word.

"Conclusion !" The man said.

"Alright, the designs are good. They group worked hard and came with good result. Just that we will be lacking new ideas for the next international fashionweek in 4 months"

" ok. Leave "

The man stood up disappointed by his brother who could not even have a proper conversation with him.

The man stay in the house, lonely as usual. Lost in thought before picking his phone and call an unknown person. By the next second the person pick up and he pronounce those 2 words

" kill her. "

Before throwing the phone in bed

" please Aunty don't beat me anymore. I'm not more a child. " was the voice of a girl crying and begging her aunty to have pity on her.

" you are useless. You were suppose to die with your mom not to come and disturb us here. " the woman replied to the crying girl.

"Tomorrow you'll leave this house as you're already mature ok? " with those words, she left the crying girl there.

What was sure for her is that she will leave that house and go and settle elsewhere. She doesn't have friend. She doesn't have another family except her aunt and her 2 cousins. Where will she go? Is with heavier heart and paining soul that she left another tear rolling down her cheak why mentally preparing herself to go and sleep on the streat.