Arcturus Orion Burberry was one hell of a man. He was adored by many. Women swooned over him because if his godlike features. And men respected him for his money and title. And he knew that. You, however, despised Arcturus. Despite him being your brother’s best friend, you hated him. He always thought so highly of himself and it was almost like the whole world was blind for him. It was obnoxious.

Arcturus, on the other hand, found you intriguing. He had always had this strange liking, or attraction towards you. And it even grew since he knew you hated his entire being. It was funny to him honestest, how you wouldn’t want him to breathe near you and everyone would be willing to get stepped on by him. You were pretty though, thats for sure. The way your pretty hair framed your face. And your eyes? God, they were something else. He felt like they were the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. Not that he’d ever admit it, even to himself.