All I Ever Wanted Was You

CHAPTER-1

The sound of glass shattering echoes around the floor.

And a sharp slap cuts through it.

Virelle Whitlock (A)

*Slaps Soren*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Stumbled back, falls down on the floor*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

S- Sorry mom-

Virelle Whitlock (A)

*Slaps him again*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Head snaps to the side*

Virelle Whitlock (A)

Don't call me that.

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Fingers curls slightly*

Virelle Whitlock (A)

Don't you dare call me mom with that filthy mouth of yours.

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Lips tremble*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

S- Sorry... *Looks down*

Virelle Whitlock (A)

*Slaps him again*

Virelle Whitlock (A)

How many times do I have to teach you the same thing?

Virelle Whitlock (A)

*Grabs his chin, forcing him to look up*

Virelle Whitlock (A)

What do you call me?

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Voice shaking* M- Mistress....

Virelle Whitlock (A)

*Grip tightened for a second and then leaves his face*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

I- It was a mistake, the glass just -

Virelle Whitlock (A)

Mistake? *Snickers*

Virelle Whitlock (A)

Workers don't get to make mistakes.

Virelle Whitlock (A)

Especially the ones like you.

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Eyes sting, looks down while nodding*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

Yes mistress...

Virelle Whitlock (A)

*Grabs him by his hair, yanks his head back*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Gasps, forced to meet her eyes*

Virelle Whitlock (A)

Will you do it again?

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

N- No mistress...

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Tears slipping down his cheeks*

Virelle Whitlock (A)

*Grip tightened*

Virelle Whitlock (A)

Clean this mess. *Glances at the shattered glass on the floor*

Virelle Whitlock (A)

And prepare the dinner.

Virelle Whitlock (A)

If it's not ready by eight pm....

Virelle Whitlock (A)

*Voice lowers* I'll have Lorea deal with you personally.

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Body stiffness, breath hitched*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

N- No- *Shakes his head quickly*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

I- I'll do it- I will finish it on time please -

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

Please don't call Madam Lorea *Clearly terrified*

Virelle Whitlock (A)

*Jerks his head harshly*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Looses balance, head hits the marble floor*

THUD.

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

Ah- *Holds his head lightly*

The skin around his temple red, starting to bruise already.

Virelle Whitlock (A)

You better.

....

The kitchen is quiet except for the faint clatter of utensils.

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Kneels down on the floor, carefully picking up the broken glass pieces*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Fingers tremble slightly, a small cut forms on his hand*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Doesn't react and keeps picking the pieces*

Later~

The aroma of food slowly fills the air.

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Moves quickly, arranging the plates and food on the dinning table*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Eyes flick towards the clock*

7:42 pm

After a while, the table is set neatly.

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Adjusts the spoon, Goes towards the kitchen to take the last dish*

Footsteps echo behind him.

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Freezes*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Feels a hand wrap around his waist, flinches*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

S- Sir Carl... W- What are you doing?

Carl Whitlock (A)

*Tightened the grip around his waist slightly*

Carl Whitlock (A)

What does it look like?

Carl Whitlock (A)

*Leans closer*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Body stiffens*

Carl Whitlock (A)

Always so quiet, so obedient.

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Tries to pull away*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

S- Sir please, I need to finish my work... *Voice shakes*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Fingers curl around the kitchen counter tightly*

Carl Whitlock (A)

*Sniffs his neck* Your pheromones....

Carl Whitlock (A)

They smell... nice.

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Hands tremble* S- Sir Carl please... Please leave me... *pleading*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

I need to finish my work, M- Mistress asked me to-

DING DONG

Carl Whitlock (A)

*Leaves his waist instantly*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Quickly slips away almost stumbling towards the kitchen*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Picks the last dish*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Moves to the dinning hall quickly*

8:00 pm

The footsteps approaches.

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Chest tightened*

Virelle Whitlock (A)

*Scans the table*

Virelle Whitlock (A)

*Gaze shifts to Soren, a dish still in his hands*

Virelle Whitlock (A)

You're still not done? *Cold tone*

To be continued...

Author

Hello dear readers, This is my second Chat story.

Author

I know it's so much like others, but it will get better in the future as long as I know.

Author

You can check out the character's introduction in the profile.

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Stay tuned.

CHAPTER-2

Author

⚠️ This chapter contains sensitive content. Readers discretion is advised.

Virelle Whitlock (A)

You're still not done? *Cold tone*

Virelle Whitlock (A)

It's already Eight. *Starts walking towards him*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Grip around the plate tightened* M- Mistress.

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Voice shakes, slowly taking the steps back*

Carl stands there.

Carl Whitlock (A)

*A faint smirk on his lips*

Footsteps echo from the entrance.

Lorea and Vaelor entering the hall.

No one speaks.

Virelle Whitlock (A)

*Slaps the plate away from Soren's hand*

CLATTER

Food spills across the floor.

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Flinches hard, body tenses*

Virelle Whitlock (A)

What did I tell you?

Virelle Whitlock (A)

Everything ready by eight, Right?

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Throat tightens* Y- Yes mistress...

Virelle Whitlock (A)

It's been a while. Since Lorea handled you, Hasn't it? *Cold tone*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Eyes widened, fear visible on his face*

Virelle Whitlock (A)

*Grabs his face, making him look at her*

Virelle Whitlock (A)

Have you forgotten your place?

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

S- Sorry M- Mistress...

Lorea Whitlock (DA)

*Watching silently, a cold smile appearing on her face*

Carl Whitlock (A)

*Chuckles*

Virelle Whitlock (A)

Lorea.

Lorea Whitlock (DA)

*Steps forward*

Virelle Whitlock (A)

Take him.

Lorea Whitlock (DA)

*Looks at him from head to toe as if he's nothing*

Virelle Whitlock (A)

He seems to have forgotten what he is.

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Stiffens*

Virelle Whitlock (A)

An Omega... *Smiles*

Virelle Whitlock (A)

Acting like he deserves leniency.

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Shakes his head* N- No mistress, I-

Virelle Whitlock (A)

Quiet.

Virelle Whitlock (A)

I haven't shown you the hell yet.

Virelle Whitlock (A)

But it seems... it's time you learn.

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Eyes widened, hands trembling*

Virelle Whitlock (A)

Lorea.

Virelle Whitlock (A)

Make sure he remembers his place.

Lorea Whitlock (DA)

*Nods once*

Virelle Whitlock (A)

*Walks away from there*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

P- Please... I- I will do better... I p- promise-

Carl Whitlock (A)

*Watching, smiling uncontrollably*

Lorea Whitlock (DA)

*Drags him away*

Vaelor Whitlock (DA)

....

The basement~

The door creaks open.

Lorea Whitlock (DA)

*Drags Soren and throws him on the floor*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

P- Please Madam Lorea, Forgive me...

Lorea Whitlock (DA)

*Takes a metal rod and hit Soren on the one leg*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

AHHH-!

Lorea Whitlock (DA)

You should be grateful. *Hits him on the other leg*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

AHHHH-!

Lorea Whitlock (DA)

Someone like you... being taken in, that too by a rich family like ours.

Lorea Whitlock (DA)

*Hits on his arm*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

AHHHHH-!

Lorea Whitlock (DA)

*Kicks his stomach*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

UGGHH-! *Cries in pain*

Lorea Whitlock (DA)

*Took out a cigarette and lit it*

Lorea Whitlock (DA)

*Puffs it and exhales*

Lorea Whitlock (DA)

*Stubbed the cigarette on his hand*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

UGGHH-! I- it's burning... *Tears falling down*

Lorea Whitlock (DA)

Well, I will leave you at it for now. It seems like my skills are rusting now. *Clicks her tongue*

Lorea Whitlock (DA)

An Omega... And adopted.*Looks at Soren*

Lorea Whitlock (DA)

No wonder you were left behind.

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Fingers twitch slightly*

Lorea Whitlock (DA)

Even your real parents didn't want you. *Cold tone*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Tears falling down uncontrollably*

Lorea Whitlock (DA)

Burdens don't deserve comfort.

Lorea Whitlock (DA)

*Turns away and leaves*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Curls slightly into himself*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

...sorry...

Slowly the silence returns.

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Eyes shut and drifts into sleep*

....

Next morning~

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Eyes snap open*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Jolts up realizing it was morning already, pain shooting through every body part*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

Ugh-

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Tries to stand up, fails and fell back to his knees*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Hands pressed against the floor, trembling*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Squeezes his eyes shut*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

(I will get late if this continues...)

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Panicked and forces himself to stand up*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Legs shaking*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Slowly moved towards the bathroom*

He opens the door.

Small, Broken tiles and cracked mirror.

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Washes up quickly, ignoring the pain everywhere*

Later~

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Steps out, checks the clock*

7:00 am

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Exhales, a little relieved* (I am on time...)

To be continued...

CHAPTER-3

Kitchen~

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Done with washing dishes*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Moves quickly, preparing breakfast*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Cleaning*

It would be a lie to say that Soren wasn't feeling any pain in the bruises.

It was just that he kept telling himself it was okay, as if nothing happened.

Time passes.

Footsteps echoed from the stairs.

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Stiffens slightly, but doesn't stop working*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Lowers his gaze* G- Good morning, Sir Carl...

Carl Whitlock (A)

*Doesn't respond, walks closer to Soren*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Grip tightened around the cloth in his hand*

Carl Whitlock (A)

*Leans slightly closer* Up early.

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Nods quickly* Y- Yes s- sir...

Carl Whitlock (A)

*Brushes his hand on his intentionally*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Flinches*

Carl Whitlock (A)

Really Sensitive, I see.

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

I- I have to finish the tasks...

Carl Whitlock (A)

*Hums*

Finally after a while, Draeven moved away.

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Exhales the breath he was holding in*

Later, Footsteps echoed again.

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Hand movement slowed slightly*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Glances up, smiles slightly*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

G- Good morning, Sir Elian...

Elian Whitlock (DA)

*Gives a small nod*

Elian Whitlock (DA)

*Gazes at him, paused*

The bruises on both the arms and Burning mark on the back of his hand all clearly visible.

Elian Whitlock (DA)

*Eyes moved to his forehead*

The bruise on the head from yesterday, purple now.

Elian Whitlock (DA)

*Frowns*

Elian Whitlock (DA)

.... *Jaw clenches*

Elian Whitlock (DA)

I wish you could get out of here. *Voice wavers*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Freezes*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Shakes his head quickly*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

Why must I leave, When my family is here.

Elian Whitlock (DA)

Family you say?? Don't pretend like you love the people living here.

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

Why won't I love you all? *Softly*

Elian Whitlock (DA)

Yeah, You love me and I do too. But this family doesn't deserve a gem like you.

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Chuckles* Stop it, Elian. I love it here and as long as you are here to cheer me up I can stay.

Elian Whitlock (DA)

You don't have to smile, if you don't feel like it Soren. *Ruffles his hair lightly*

Elian Whitlock (DA)

And I still want you to get out of here.

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

Now, go... quickly...

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

Someone will scold you... *Forces a little smile*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

Because of... this lowly creature.

Elian Whitlock (DA)

*Expression hardened instantly*

Elian Whitlock (DA)

Tsk, Stop saying that. I am already keeping up with you calling me Sir.

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Gently nudges Elian towards the dining hall*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

Go...

Elian Whitlock (DA)

....yeah.

Elian Whitlock (DA)

*Walks away*

Elian Whitlock (DA)

*Glances back*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Looking down already*

Elian Whitlock (DA)

*Clutches his fingers*

....

Footsteps echoed again, this time two people walking down in sync.

Both of those people's eyes land on Soren.

Kaelia Whitlock (A)

*Smirks* Look who's standing.

Kaelira Whitlock (A)

I heard Lorea taught you some lessons yesterday, Soren. *Mocking tone*

Kaelira Whitlock (A)

Well, It's surprising. How you can still stand.

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Lowers his gaze immediately*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

G- Good morning...

They both walk closer to Soren.

Kaelia Whitlock (A)

*Tilts her head slightly* Did you clean everything properly?

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

Y - yes...

Kaelia Whitlock (A)

*Eyes flicker on the kitchen counter*

Kaelia Whitlock (A)

Hm.

Kaelia Whitlock (A)

*Picks up a spoon and examines it*

Then suddenly-

Kaelia Whitlock (A)

*Drops it*

CLINK

Kaelia Whitlock (A)

Oh.

Kaelia Whitlock (A)

Looks like you missed something.

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Flinches* I- I'll clean it-

Before he could move.

Kaelira Whitlock (A)

*Grabs his arm tightly*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Freezes*

Kaelira Whitlock (A)

Always in a hurry.

Kaelira Whitlock (A)

*Pushed him back, too hard*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Looses balance*

THUD!

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Head hits on the kitchen counter*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

Ah-

Kaelia Whitlock (A)

*About to grab his hair*

Elian Whitlock (DA)

*Stands up immediately* That's enough-

Everyone looked at Elian.

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Eyes snap towards him*

Soren Whitlock (MC) (DO)

*Shakes his head lightly, almost unnoticable but Elian saw that*

Elian Whitlock (DA)

*Jaw tightens, sat back*

To be continued...

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