I Love Destroying Worlds' Plot [BL]

Prime Minister Household    

The spy took his last breath seeing the enchanting figure who took his life. Despite that his master showed no reaction to his subordinates death. His eyes only show slight surprise and tenderness while looking at his killer. Leaving this subordinate to die in confusion.

The Prime Minister did nothing for his servant's death and just put all his attention at the smiling figure of the young man before him. It was a huge smile which showed even his pair of canines, but those alluring crimson eyes, that is the same one as the woman he only loved possessed, only showed coldness of indifference and madness close to those lunatics that killed for fun.

With a knowing sigh, the elder man looked at the young man with pure excitement and joy in his eyes, "It's... really you...! Done playing sloth?" said the minister as he was delighted to see him before him as if seeing someone's figure over the lad.

It is Meng Anya, "Hm~ got bored of that. By the way there is something of yours this lord really wants~ give it to me~ Old Man~"

Ignoring the rudeness of the young man before him, the minister showed a delighted and pampering expression instead, "You can have anything as you want. I will give you anything!" replied the minister without hesitation.

Playing with the bloodied knife he used to kill a man just now, "Then~ give me your son, Yijun. I want him. No... He can only be mine~" answered Meng Anya.

Agreed without second thoughts "Yijun? Sure. You can have him, An'er!" The minister took a while after hearing the name Yijun.

The Minister then saw a sweet smile appear on the child's face which rendered him speechless.

This expression is so familiar to her smile. It was this expression that's the same as hers that made him love only her. Completely obsessed, wanting to possess and giving his heart to her. Only... she never once took it. The silence in the room left the atmosphere with a forlorn feeling, when a soft knock was heard that he returned to reality and allowed the entrance of the one outside the room.

A butler bringing a cart to serve coffee and snacks for his master and guest, entered. This old butler properly served the two inside the room turning a blind eye at the bloodied corpse on the floor. As if this kind of scene is something this old butler is used to, especially when that child drops by the minister's palace.

Lifting a cup of coffee served by the old butler, "Lao Fu, did I have a son called Yijun?" asked the minister to his butler who stood by his side to serve him.

The old butler showed a split-second change in his blank expression before answering, "Yes, Young Master Yijun is master's only legitimate son, but he was thrown out of the family. As of now master can only remember Young Master Yijun as the Master of Underworld City. The one Master hates the most." replied Old Fu.

"W-What!? That bastard...---" The minister shut up immediately when he heard a glass clinked as Anya lifted his cup of coffee.

He then saw Anya seated at the couch before his desk enjoying his coffee as if he wasn't the one who caused the sound of things hitting the fragile cup holder plate under his cup.

Even the butler was looking at Meng Anya with an observing gaze. Silence spread inside the office. It was until Anya finished drinking his coffee that the conversation continued.

Meng Anya said with a gentle smile on his face, "You gave him to me. So, Mo Yijun is mine now. Which is why, you are forbidden to harm him, to assassinate him or touch his people and his land. What happened this afternoon should be the last you would attempt."

The two old men in the room would be a fool if they still couldn't understand what the young man wanted them to know. It's obvious that Meng Anya likes Mo Yijun. Causing the old butler, a relief in his heart while disbelief and envy in the minister's heart.

"W-Why... Why only him?! Why do you like him!? I loved your mother the same way, but she never reciprocates my feelings!! Why would a bastard like Mo Yijun have your heart when your mother didn't even let me try entering hers? What's the difference between me and Yijun!?"

The minister's outburst was heard in the vicinity. His tone was filled with disbelief, envy, jealousy, and hatred. After all the minister spoiled and treated the young man before him like his blood related son more than his real sons.

This man loves Meng Anya's mother to the point of obsession like how Yijun's feelings towards Anya but unlike Anya, his mother only loves his father, Meng Huang and didn't even give this old minister even a hint of hope to attain her heart. Which is why after she died, the minister treated her son like his own son giving him everything, he gave even more so than what he provides to his legitimate and illegitimate children.

That is why when the minister heard that Anya fell for one of his sons, a child that is born out of schemes, someone he hated the most for his outstanding capabilities, he couldn't accept it as reality. He was extremely envious. Why is it someone that doesn't even enter his sight be someone his beloved's woman's son someone to fall in love with? He remembers this child's sweet smile just now.

He knew that Meng Anya loved the son he hated the most, Mo Yijun, the same way this child's mother loved her husband.

A love that he can never have.

By then he felt that the world was unfair.    

Meng Anya, "You've asked the wrong question. It's not the difference between you and A'Yi but the heart. My mother doesn't have the heart to accept you because to mother, her love can only be received by my father. Like how I love Yijun no matter whether he is your son or not!"

Meng Anya's answer struck the minister speechless. His mind turned blank and fell in daze. Disbelief, disappointment, and unfairness was shown within his old eyes. The minister felt dejected and despaired by the truth he couldn't accept. The room was once again quiet. Only when Anya finished his coffee that he prepared to leave.

"My business here is done. I shall take my leave." said Meng Anya.

The butler, Lao Fu, "Please let this old man escort you out my lord."

Meng Anya nonchalantly agreed, "Before I forgot. Old man removed your people within the city by morning else they will only die by my hands and... Direct or indirect if you dared to even leave a scratch on A'Yi then... This lord shall come visit to send you to an early grave, my future father-in-law~" said Meng Anya as he left the room with the old butler following him out.

The minister only sees him out with his gaze imprinting that familiar silhouette of the only woman he loved with all his heart.

By the hallway, the old butler was following Meng Anya to escort him out. There's only silence between the two but Anya couldn't ignore the questioning eyes that pierced his back.

Meng Anya spoke, "Speak. What do you wish to ask?"

Butler Fu asked, "My Lord... Do you really love Young Master Yijun?" there's a serious tone in his voice when he asks.

A small gentle smile appeared on the young man's face.

"I do... With my everything. Does this calm your heart's anxiety?" replied Meng Anya as he paused for a moment and looked at the old butler with eyes filled with endless love and obsession.

Though the child's eyes still showed his normal madness now there is calmness and playfulness. He believes that the child spoke of the truth.

Taking a calming sighed, "Sigh! Yes, it did calm this old man's heart." replied the butler with a kind smile sprouted from his aged face.

Meng Anya gave the old butler a snort before continuing to walk. "You should attend our wedding as A'Yi guardian. That old man won't attend it anyway."

The old butler watches Anya from behind with a gentle spoiling gaze. Thanks to his master's obsession with this child's mother, after the death of Lady Xue, his master's love and care were passed on to this child. It can be said that in the Prime Minister's eyes, Meng Anya is his son with no blood relation to him.

This child is his most beloved woman's child and loves the boy like his own. Even more so than he should towards his own blood related children. It was this old man who does the work of observing the child's daily life. If there is someone aside from this boy's family, it can be said that this old man knew things about Anya more so than other people. The house of the prime minister also knew the real identity of this beautiful child.

To this old butler Meng Anya and Mo Yijun can be considered as his grandchildren.

This old man knew that Anya is a genius with unparalleled IQ. He knew that the child left the company to fulfill his elders and mother's only wish for him to be a normal child. Attending school and making friends. He also knew that this child hated boredom, but still decided to complete his mother's wish and acted ordinary until that day the illegitimate child tried to cause him harm.

He knew what happened in the bar that night, he also knows the devious plan that the evil child tried to do and was planning to save Anya in case someone went out of this child's control. That night he coincidentally visited Young Master Yijun and overheard the plan of that evil boy. That bastard Meng Lan wanted to have Meng Anya be gangbang in his young master's place.

This plan is preposterous! When he was about to inform his young master about such a devious plan he witnessed Meng Anya personally destroy the mask of hedonism he wore above his true face and returned to that fearful devil that even his master feared. While watching in the shadows he even witnessed his young master's eyes sparkled with delight as he saw Meng Anya.

With his instinct and experience as an old timer, he knew what kind of gaze the young master is giving the young lord. That gaze is full of interest, desire, passionate love, and obsession.

Like how his master looked at Lady Xue.

When he witnessed that, this old butler felt that the young master is truly the master's bloodline. They both fell for the person they shouldn't have. Or so he thought so until tonight.

This old man only knew that these two children only met a few months ago but even he could see that the feelings they had for each other transcends that of common sense.

It is as if they've known each other for a very long time and the love they shared is unbreakable and full of obsession for each other.    

By the time they've reached the front doors, Old Fu and Meng Anya were welcomed by a familiar man. The current season is early winter. Snowfall in the middle of the night had begun to descend from the sky. Standing by the entrance is this man having similarities to that of the minister.

Drop dead gorgeous, sharp chiseled jaw, perfected handsome feature, and godly sculpted body figure. Adding up his dangerous aura and sharp gaze.

With a half lit cigarette between his thin lips, anyone with eyes can see that this villainous man is well liked by the heavens. It can be said that this star's destined heavenly loved sons like Cao Junzi and Meng Lan couldn't even move a finger against this man.

This man called Mo Yijun has everything above that pair of protagonists.

This is a man that shouldn't be here, but seeing this man here.

Chasing after him and not letting him escape his grasps.

Waiting for his return without question.

Meng Anya only smiled.

Meng Anya's thought as a small smile appears in the corner of his lips.