The Queen Wicked Deeds

[Beth…

From the day Beth got into the Imperio High School, she became the center of attention at the same time with Henry. They both were seen as rivals.  ​​

"I am this school founder granddaughter and the future heiress of his empire, you should be grateful at me for letting you stay here," Beth said with all the shamelessness she learned from her old man. 

"Don't get that ċȯċky, Miss Hesse," Henry smirked, "you are still not named as such, even more, you are still an outsider of that house."

It was truth, even if Grandpa Hesse had made the procedures with the authorities that prove that Beth was his biological granddaughter, he had not presented her to the society. She was still an unknown for the high standing families. 

"You don't need to worry about that, Young Master," Beth smiled again and took the hand of a beautiful boy on the side.

He was wearing the school uniform splendidly. His blond hair was shining with the sun and his brown caramel eyes were giving the sensation of gentleness to whoever dared to see them. 

"My old man is about to announce my introduction to this society in a great party by the end of the month," she looked at the cute blonde that was beside her, "and John will be my partner that day, aren't you?"

John smiled and nodded, "I am, my lady."

The boy kneeled and kissed her hand. Beth took a slight look at Henry that was now showing an expression she didn't know he could make. 

His eyes were hiding something, maybe anger or disappointment, there were also shock. Beth didn't understand his expression, what she expected was his usual coldness and indifference. But... what can he do if she showed that?

"Let... let's go, John," she was nervous, and didn't know what to respond to such emerald eyes. "Come..."

Her feet were moving forward but, just then, she felt someone pulling her hand. The next moment she was dragged by the hand to a hidden spot in the back of the library.

"What are you doing, Young Master?!"

She shouted when the uncaring boy shoved her to the wall. 

'This damn boy, this hurts,' she thought as she was rubbing her back. 

"Stop it," Henry said as she looked at him with teary eyes. She had hurt her back, what else did he want? 

"What?!"

"Don't make that face..." he said as all he could see was her inside a frame of roses and sparkles, while her beautiful eyes were blinking and sending him arrows to his heart. "You... what are you doing? Stop it!"

"You are crazy," Beth said and turned to leave, however, again not many steps further, and she was dragged back. This time, her back didn't collide with a wall, but a ċhėst. 

"What did you do?"

Henry's whispers echoed in her ears. The tone wasn't anymore that of a cold young master but a boy, a teenager looking for his first love. 

"What are you talking about?" 

Beth tried to struggle from his firm grasp, but it was useless, he was holding her waist with strength daring her to take a step. 

"Let me go," she said as she stopped pushing his hands. "You don't have any right to detain me."

She didn't hear a response, but the boy didn't let her go, instead, he pushed her more to him. 

"Let go right now!" 

Well, what could she do, he was so beautiful, almost an angelic kind of boy. Those emerald eyes had been her kryptonite from the second her golden eyes landed on him. 

"You are a silly girl, Beth," he whispered as his head rested on her shoulder. "So silly..."

He turned her around fast and trapped her inside his hug. 

"What?!"

His lips didn't hesitate to take hers. That instant, time stopped, and everything seemed to go in slow motion. Beth didn't know what to do, she was happy or angry, she was flustered or impressed. She didn't care anymore. 

Her plan was to step on the foot of that awesome almost angelic boy and run, but she changed her mind. If she had lemons, then she should make lemonade. The sweetest and most delicious lemonade of them all.

"Mmmm..." Henry was surprised when his gentle kind of kiss suddenly advanced three levels into the ranking of french kissing. 

Beth looked at him with a raised brow as she separated her mouth from him. It was her first kiss, and it was his first kiss, however, she decided to make it a memorable one. 

"What...?" Henry said as she moved back and was again turned her back to him. "Will you ditch me after you used me?"

He grabbed her back and again kissed her. However, this time, she didn't hesitate to wrap her arms around his neck. 

He knew it... she was playing with him just to make him kiss her again... and again... and again.

"That..."

"Yes..."

She smiled as she was now seated in the garden bench while breathing hard and blushing from the marvelous strange feeling. 

"That was impressive," Henry said as he made way in the bench to rest in her ŀȧp. "I am amazed, my darling."

"What?!"

"Let me rest for a bit, you took my breath away, and now I am sleepy," he closed his eyes and turned to one side. 

Beth didn't even have time to retort or even to clarify what he had said to her, as she was now enchanted by the face she was seeing. The boy was left defenseless against her eyes. 

The only thing she could do at that moment was to take pictures of his sleeping face, then some close-ups to his magnificent eyelashes, then to her finger poking his cheek and ċȧrėssing his lips. 

However, she didn't know that the boy will open his mouth right then and bite her lovely finger. 

"You!" She wanted to push him to the ground, but he grabbed her waist with his arms. 

"You are a mischievous girl," he said and closed his eyes, "let me sleep."

"..." Beth crossed her arms, "no... get up."

"Please, my girlfriend... my bride."

For the first time in many years, Beth was taken by surprise again. If the first time they met, she fell head over heels for him. This time again, he had done it. 

He observed his calm posture while sleeping, and recorded it in her memories again. 

"How did this happen?"

A few hours ago they were still sworn enemies, but now, he was calling her his bride, and she was not denying it. She was his bride. 

The next days, the whole school knew about the relationship of two of the two powerhouses in the city, the Hesse young lady, and the Lind young master. 

Many girls were disappointed and threw tantrums, but they couldn't deny that the two looked so loving together. The always cold Henry will only make different expressions when Beth was around, and now, he was even smiling brightly. That sight was enough for the happiness of a year.

"Beth," John was in the same class as Beth, he was one of her best friends, "I guess I am not the one accompanying you to the party."

"Why not?"

"What about Henry?"

"He hadn't asked me anything."

Beth pouted, she had been waiting for him to come to her and told her that he wanted to escort her that day. However, the uncaring boy didn't tell her anything after so many days. 

"Why don't you tell him?" John smiled and suggested while poking her cheeks. "You are being difficult, you redhead."

"Me?" she caught his finger and took a pen to draw a smiley face in it. "You egghead, he should be the one telling me."

He pocked her nose and she smiled. However, his next move didn't land on her face because a boy with beautiful emerald eyes grabbed his finger. 

"Henry!" Beth shouted when the jealous boy shoved John to the side. "What are you doing?"

Henry looked at her for a second but then returned his sight to the young boy before him, "don't touch her."

His words were cold and his eyes exude danger. John looked at him with a raised brow and a little smile. "Or what?"

"Or you will pay for it..."

"Stop it!" Beth took Henry's sleeve, "What are you doing?!"

Henry looked at her and grabbed her hand to take her out of the classroom. The eyes of countless students followed them pointing with envy their beautiful loving relationship. However, at that moment, it was anything but that. 

"Henry, stop it!"

"What is your relationship with that guy?"

Henry made her lean into the wall again, "answer me!"

"He is my best friend!"

"And... who I am to you?"

"You are my boyfriend..." she whispered. She had never declared it firmly.

"Don't go near him..."

"What?!"]