Chapter FORTY SIX

Lucas pulled his iPad out of his drawer and set it out in front of him in his reading room. Since no one visits this room very often, he thought this place was the best to do his research in the whole house.

It was like a mini library, except only Lucas reads these books, others just have no time to spare.

He was way too curious on finding out of whatever happened today was really true. Does he really belong Claire, now that she just claimed him as hers?

What in the cherry blossom was happening in his life?

Was he dreaming?

Lucas frowned to himself.

Nono no, he would have woken up the moment she touched him. He's sure of it.

Her touch was lingering on his skin though.

SOOOO, this feeling... Is it like.. good? Or bad?

HE'S SURE HE'S STILL DREAMING.

So he sighed, determined to search the results for his only thought running through his head since the incident occurred in the morning.

His sweating fingers took him to google instantly and hovered over the keyboard.

'How do you know if a girl likes you?'

Didn't Claire already say she likes me?

He face palmed.

'How do you know if you like someone?'

He stuck the tip of his tongue out in an adorable way and curiously stared.

"You feel happy? Comfortable? Excited to talk to them?"

He felt none of them towards Claire. He feels like he wants to slide into depression when he talks to her, totally uncomfortable and wants to desperately avoid her.

'What do you mean by mine'

He waited for the results, biting his lips softly. He read over the first line and instantly frowned at the screen. "Bound to them?" He mumbled. "You mean I'm bound to Claire? Nada, No, never. Why would.."

"You're mine."

Suddenly, the air in his lungs was sucked out and he struggled for oxygen.

Not really, he was just feeling uneasy. Because it felt like she was right next to him, whispering those words in his ears. It was so frightening yet so heart fluttering.

He shook his head vigorously.

Oh wait. What is this?

His eyes scanned all the other results, his gaze stopping on one of them.

It said, 'read book you're mine by @/InsertSomeAuthorHere on wattpad.' he scrunched his nose.

"What is wattpad..?" He mumbled to himself. "A website?"

He fell back on the chair and sighed heavily.

Should he read this book?

(A/n I ain't promoting any book. Just some random book I made up in here named "you're mine" lmao did I break the fourth wall yet)

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The door to the mini library flew open, and in walked Lucas' brother, Wesley, a smirk plastered on his face which went well with his dirty blond tousled hair.

"Little brother," he started, making Lucas snap his head up like a hyena and quickly clicked the device in front of him off.

"Yes, Wes?" He narrowed his eyes.

"I need.."

"Help?"

"Obviously."

"No can do." Lucas grumbled, starting to pick all of his things up and pushing the chair onto its right place from where he'd been sitting.

"Listen, Lucas, I'll buy you anything you want." Wesley grinned. "Your birthday is near anyway."

"My birthday isn't until the next March... It's still November."

"Dammit, Martha, listen to me."

"No."

"I'll buy you a Strathmore sketch book."

Lucas halted on his feet, his lips pouting just a little bit in consideration. Is a new sketchbook worth helping his brother?

A Strathmore sketchbook?????

Lucas gulped.

Should he help or not?

"I know you want the book so bad. I'll get you more than one." Wesley was almost begging, his smirk slowly dripping off his face. Lucas feared that his brother was in a bigger trouble than others.

"O-okay." He agreed. "But you cannot bribe me everytime."

"It works 'everytime'." Wesley's grin was back and Lucas had scooted away from the door he was about to exit and walked back into the room.

"What now? Did you get caught hooking up again or...?"

"Dad wants me to sign a contract." Wesley sighed.

Lucas was finally seeing the true face behind the arrogant mask Wesley put up. He was tensed, lost and maybe.. in need of help.

His help?

"What contract?"

"I don't know, but I know that this is something really big. And it's going to get ugly real soon." He pursed his lips.

The two brothers shared tensed looks, trying to understand the situation.

"Just sign it?"

"Lucas, he doesn't want me to even know what I'm giving in for. I'm a caught up lamb, for god's sake."

"Why would dad do that?" Lucas almost rolled his eyes. "I'm sure us nothing big, just go with the flow."

"Brother."

"Yes?"

"You need to help me find out what it is."

"I cannot, Wes. I know nothing."

"Just this once."

"...okay." It was Lucas' turn to sigh.

"..by the way..." Wesley started again, with his cocky attitude and trying to look sly. "What were u watching?"

When those words left his mouth, the younger's throat immediately dried up.

"I wasn't watching." He coughed. "Just reading."

"Reading?" The older scoffed. "You don't have to lie to your brother, you know. You can tell me if you were watching porn."

Lucas let out a surprised nervous laughter which sounded like an electric generator roaring into life.

"I swear, I was reading a book online."

"Proof?"

"It's a book from a website called wattpad. Search it up, I'm not lying."

Wesley chuckled at him, shaking his head. "I don't even care, little brother. It's your life."

That's how Lucas found out that his brother was not only a favoured child in his house but a jerk too.

Just...a bit of a cool jerk.

Lucas definitely disagrees.

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