The Sparkling Comets M-pop group debuted in Monatia in 2023. Their songs hit the chart as soon as they debuted, staying at the number one spot for weeks. Thanks to their surging popularity, they won the rookie award. They continued to rise, releasing albums every quarter.
The group consisted of eight members, four Beta Marvin, Garim, Ramin, Soul three Alpha Gram, Keller, Rafael and one Prime Alpha Soren.
Soren was the main visual of the group, a son of a conglomerate. Although he was cast many times from the entertainment industry, he never paid attention until his father asked him to either assist him with politics or take over one of their companies.
Soren had no intentions of doing both and accepted an offer to be an idol. The company promised that he would have fewer lines and moves, he just needed to be in the group as a visual member. Even his group members were amazed to the extent that they never even suspected his age, as the company decided to lie about his real age, which was twenty seven, but they changed it to twenty two.
The big TV screen at the tall building flickered with the neon brightness of Sparkling Comets latest music video. Caelen looked up at the eight figures dancing across the screen.
The news anchor's voice was inaudible, but the large fonts could be read easily "Sparkling Comets, crowned with yet another award—" Caelen turned his eyes away. Those words always came with painful memories the stage collapsing, the splash of red across the lights, the company calling it an accident, Soren testifying against his father, proving him guilty despite being a victim.
He clenched his fists. Sparkling Comets rose to the top after burying his father. Even now, the group always smiled as though nothing had happened.
He kept hating them in silence until Soren asked him for a one night stand, giving him a perfect opportunity for revenge.
Caelen thought they would head to the hotel, but the car parked in front of a castle. Caelen blinked twice at the sight.
He brought me to his house! Does he take everyone to his house?
Soren walked ahead as the maids and servants greeted him, leaving the place one by one.
So they already know that he brings others to sleep with them? Look at them leaving. Caelen head was tilted, looking back at the servants going out.
Soren noticed him, "I don't like them staying around. I like to be alone, so they are instructed to leave as soon as I come back."
"Ah, I see," Caelen replied, climbing the front stairs to the mighty door following Soren.
Soren's long legs strided through the spacious living room directly to his room. There were three doors inside his room. Although there was a bed and a set of sofas inside the bedroom, there was still a lot of space left in the room. There were no pictures in the room.
Soren entered one of the doors that led to the dressing room and took out two nightgowns, handing one of them to Caelen, "You can take a shower first."
Soren removed his shirt, to which Caelen gasped closing his eyes. Soren found him cute as one corner of his lips lifted. He walked closer to Caelen, cornering him beside the wall, "What will you do in a moment if you are this shy?"
Soren's hot breath mingled with his pheromones scent caressed Caelen's nose and his body stiffened, "Where is the bathroom?" he asked, holding his breath back.
Soren pointed his finger at the door still looking at Caelen. Caelen escaped the narrow distance between them and entered the bathroom. He finally let out the breath that he was holding.
Why would he release his pheromones already? Caelen knitted his eyebrows taking a deep breath.
Caelen walked out, his hair wet as water dripped onto his gown.
"Why didn't you use a towel?" Soren, who was done showering also asked as Caelen's nightgown was getting wet.
"There were no towels."
Soren smirked, "They are in the drawers beside the bathroom. Maybe you didn't notice."
"Come here, let me dry your hair," Soren said signaling him to sit down on the bed.
Caelen nervously settled at the bed's edge as Soren grabbed the hair dryer. A mechanic sound started echoing in the room as Soren gently ran his fingers through Caelen's hair.
Soren bent down to bring his face in front of Caelen's, "You look more attractive with your wet hair."
Caelen flinched at his comment, but before he could say something, Soren pushed him back on the bed, placing himself above Caelen. He stared into Caelen's eyes for a while and came closer to kiss him, but Caelen turned his head to one side, avoiding his lips.
"Is something wrong?" Soren asked softly from Caelen, who was breathing heavily. His father's face came in front of him whenever he looked at Soren.
"I'm trying to focus, but my stomach keeps growling," his voice was low, like he was whispering.
Soren placed a kiss on his forehead, "You should have told me earlier that you have not had dinner."
Soren got off of him, "Come with me." Soren walked out, and Caelen took a deep breath before following him outside.
Soren warmed the already cooked meal and placed it at the elongated dining table, taking a seat at one of the chairs and dragging another for Caelen, who was standing in a corner.
"Come on," Soren looked at him.
How could someone with such a luxury get punished? Such a castle just for himself, just for his pleasure. He might not even remember my father, how could he? He seems to be living very well after all. Caelen settled down on the chair and started eating.
Soren's eyes were still fixed on him.
"Aren't you eating?"
"I am not hungry." Soren had a faint smile, as usual. Although he smiled rarely, today was an exception.