Part four (could you be the devil?)

If Neil was King, Gabe was the Prince of the Mansion.

Hypnotizing gray eyes.

Charming like a devil.

Gabe always pushed people's emotions. Never respected anyone who he thought didn't deserve to be respected. It made people wonder if he was from a different dimension. A creature who's touch made females loose all control. Magnifying everything they touched. Lips that infected lips with be wilderness and shock of a rocket. Some called him a devil. Deadly poison for saliva. Made victims fall over him with caresses and lovely words. Eyes that opened a door they didn't know had been locked or even existed before. Every pair of lips he touched, he infected. Instead of running, his victims cling to him in hopes of getting one more dose of those lovely lips.

"Shyness can be charming, but is more like a nuisance to me," he told a girl who'd been eyeing him from a distance the next day. She was shy to the core. Eyes running away from his stare. Fingers doing everything but being still.

Now her wide eyes found his.

"Woman may think that I like my woman shy and quiet, well dove let me tell you a little secret, I like woman who I can actually have a real conversation with."

She cleaned her throat but didn't say any words.

Gabe shook his head, "You're not going to impress anyone with a personality as a dry as a stick."

Now her fingers were brushing her hair. This way. That way.

It looked the same.

"Instead of being so preoccupied with how the world sees you, I'll advice you to work on how you wish the world to hear you when you can't even make a boy stand by your side," he continued giving her a blinding smile as he took a sip of the drink he was holding.

Her face turn scarlett.

He laughed.

"Is everything okay Lady Scarlett?" said Sonia appearing beside their table.

Gabe double over in laughter.

"Y-you're n-n-name is La-dy S-scarlett?" Gabe asked between giggles. It fit her face too.

Sonia's expression showed that she didn't find it amusing at all. But then again Sonia wouldn't know amusing if it hit her straight in the forehead. The though made him laugh harder.

"Do control yourself Gabe," said Red in a quiet voice. It was the first words she had spoken to him since sitting down.

"Do indulge me Red," he said in return. Red seemed like an appropriate nickname for her, though by the ice in her eyes she clearly did not.

"Gabe," said Sonia in a tone meant to be serious. A tone that made Gabe all the more charismatic. "Do try to show manners to Lady Scarlett," she continued saying her name in emphasis as if he was a kid and didn't know any better.

"But why show respect to a person who clearly doesn’t respect herself?" he asked innocently to Sonia. He didn't even have to glance at Red to see her face was turning that color again.

"And since when do you like woman with respect?" said Sonia to quietly for Red to hear.

He smiled, "I don't. But is fun watching her blush."

She shook her head and walked away figuring Red could leave when she wanted, after all she had already paid for his 'company' on a feasting tonight in advance.

"That’s why I asked for you," whispered Red as she put her hands together on her lap, "because you would caused a lovely reaction on my father's friend."

"Ah the rebellion phase," he said with a sigh as if he had experience such a thing himself.

"I am not being rebellious. I'm showing my father exactly what I want. And do not want," she said staring at a spot over his shoulder.

"Let's leave now," she said standing up and not waiting for him to help her up. Probably because she knew he wouldn't.

The feasting was held in honor of some lord he had no intention of meeting. He was rich, young and handsome. The perfect mate for dear Red. Too bad she did not want to be married.

He sighed, "And so my job is to stay with you all night. Lured you away from him so it doesn’t seem as if you are running away from him."

It was rather boring.

"Your job is to make him not want to marry me any longer."

He smiled and took that as an invitation to do way more than lured her away from him. Gabe would shred whatever opinion he held of her in front of his eyes.

*

Faces

Drinks

Dancing

Kissing

Slaps

That's what he remember of that night.

Holding on to a white-haired girl who had too many drinks and was now clinging to him in support. Her face coming up and kissing his mouth hungrily. He'd responded to the kiss having a few drinks himself. He had danced with her under dazzling lights and stood by her side as she faced a very brooding dark Lord. His brown eyes boring into his skull as they walked away. They've had a good time, he remember that too. It was after that kiss that things had started looking blurry. He was being pulled away and the white-haired princess with the soft, sweet lips had looked surprised before her expression had turn smug.

Hastily he looked at the owner of the hand still in his shoulder, brown eyes. Brown eyes and brown plain hair. Something lord. Lord something.

Then a warm hand had grabbed his chin and turn it to look at her. A girl with bright blue eyes and a sweet mouth.

"Let him go John," he heard her say wondering who this John was. But forgetting all about it when she smiled and he felt the sun shinning off that mouth at him.

The hard hand let go of his shoulder.

The warm hand pulled him closer to her and then he was being pushed away by an very angry looking white angel who struck him with the force of the devil.

The rest of the night was even more of a blur with hands pushing him and making him go out of the house. The music pulsing in his veins as he took a careful step forward after another. Hands in pockets as the world tilted this way and that. Some how he manage to make it to the road and grabbed a ride home. The coldness of the nice helping him to sober down a bit.

The house was dark when he arrived and he fell dead on his feet. Too tired too even take his shoes off.