The Prince Of Atlanta

The Prince Of Atlanta
Chapter 4. The Youth that Shaken the City



 


Seeing the interaction of his father and sister, Sea threw a rough breath. He looked back at Syakilla, a thin smile hanging beautifully on his lips. Sea looked at the pretty face of Syakilla, he was reminded of the little girl. Even though he had grown up, his smile and eyes never changed. Sea had always liked to see Syakilla's eyes as dark as the night sky, as if they were bottomless and drew her to look over. Likewise, the wavy black mane that Syakilla had left a soft impression every time Sea stroked her. Sea liked everything, he just wanted to keep Syakilla to himself. Sea grabbed Syakilla's waist carrying her closer, Fragrant Syakilla's body filling her nose. Sea's heart skipped a beat he was tempted to do more to fulfill his passion.


 


Seeing Sea's darkening gaze, Prince Sean arrived on alert and kicked Rey to make a sound. Rey just shouted resignedly, awakening Sea from her thoughts. Sea coughed briefly then released Syakilla he stayed away for a while to calm himself.


" Can you not sacrifice me?"


Rey screamed loudly while holding his butt, he was kicked to the ground by his father even very loudly, causing a bruise that would somehow go away. Rey saw a cloud of clouds as if the sun had blessed her life how could she have come back unlucky? or don't he accidentally cussed buffalo when walking to his friend's house? or even an ant cursed him this morning? why is he so unlucky?


" If we don't stop your brother, what will happen? you want to see how your brother gives you a nephew?"


Sea glared at his father while Syakilla only looked down with a red face.


" Dad! dad is so vulgar! remember I'm a kid" Prince Sean snapped Rey's head off and even used half his power.


Rey could only cry blood she knew very well how many bruises she had suffered for this one day. Rey took a look at his hand and walked away leaving the room, leaving three people in silence.


" I'm going to go dad"


" Where are you going with that look?"


" I'll walk for a while, I promise you a quick return"


" But......"


" father"


" Yes, whatever your heart may be, it is forbidden that you will not obey me"


Sea bowed towards his pouting father then clasped Syakilla's hand walking away from the room.


 


On the corner of a bench a luxurious tea shop a pair of young men were sitting casually. The man who was none other than Sea stirred his cup slowly, He enjoyed the warmth of the tea while looking at the girl in front of him. Syakilla temple did not see Sea's gaze, she was quite embarrassed because Sea kept looking at her. Sea coughed briefly handed another cup of tea to Syakilla.


 


While on the other hand some girls stared shyly at Sea, they were so fascinated by Sea's good looks. As far as they knew, there was no young man with black hair in the town. They thought that Sea must be a newcomer.


Some of the girls even looked at Syakilla with hostility, they realized that neither the girl nor the young man before them were clearly not natives of Sham. Both have a thick eastern face even the young man looks beautiful and charming in contrast to men in Sham, most of them have an upright posture with a firm jaw and sometimes even seem hard and rough.


Sea and Syakilla did not notice the girl's gaze, they focused on drinking tea in silence.


" Jinilla"


Sea opened his mouth crushing silence after twenty minutes had passed.


" Yes"


" Are you coming back?"


Sea put away the cup in front of him and grabbed Syakilla's fingers. He clasped gently as if afraid of smashing that white finger.


Syakilla looked at the young man in front of her, she returned Sea's hand.


" Yes, you've probably been busy looking for me"


" You didn't tell your father?"


Syakilla shook her head "It's impossible, this curse is clearly the secret of my mother's ancestors"


" Your mother didn't even tell your father?"


Sea tightened his body at Syakilla and whispered weakly "Syakilla you have to promise me something"


" What is that?"


" Please promise me whatever I say you won't leave me"


" What is bad news?"


" So bad"


" Say the Sea"


Sea threw away his face and continued weakly "I knew it from my mother, Syakilla my mother's ancestor was a descendant of an Atlantic prince who fled hundreds of years ago"


"Have you ever seen a silver ray in the ocean?"


Syakilla nodded "Do you know what that ray means?" Syakilla shook her head "It is a sign that the Atlantic crown prince has been chosen, the Atlantic has been a curse kingdom for decades but this time the Atlantic has signaled a resurgence"


" Do you know what Syakilla means?"


Syakilla looked at Sea in wonder, not least the teasing look on Sea's face that was left was just a serious look. The sea seemed to hold a heavy burden that he was difficult to carry.


Syakilla reached out and rubbed Sea's back, trying to calm the uneasiness in her braking heart.


Sea grabbed Syakilla's hand and kissed her


" I'm Atlantic destiny Syakilla, I hope you will accept me"


" What makes you think I won't accept you?"


" Don't you hate the Atlantic"


" What do you think that's the basis?"


" The curse"


Syakilla smiled sweetly rubbing Sea's hair that was as smooth as silk. In his heart he cursed how could Sea be more beautiful than most women? it was fortunate that this beautiful young man was his soul mate otherwise he would definitely ruin that smooth face. Syakilla smiled happily inwardly as she continued to feel Sea's perfect figure.


The Sea that received Syakilla's treatment just frowned without saying what.


" Syakilla?"


" Mmm..."


" What are you doing?"


" Uh! not only did he admire the delicate skin of this Sea prince. Is God not wrong when giving sex to you? how is this skin even softer than mine?"


" Sure??"


" What?"


" I think the skin of Princess Syakilla is very soft, this skin even teases me to touch more" Syakilla widened her eyes away from Sea's reach. Sea only laughed looking at Syakilla's pale face, he even closed his body closer followed by a breath in Syakilla's ear.


Syakilla hit Sea's arm spoiled, his face already akin to a crab commonly boiled by chefs in his palace.


The red hue made Syakilla look even more beautiful until some of the young men in the tavern were fascinated. Seeing their gazes Sea embraced Syakilla possessively.


He even glared ferociously at the young man. Seeing Sea's gaze, the young men shuddered in horror. In their hearts was like seeing a raging tiger.


They simultaneously turned their faces away promising not to look for trouble with the tigerish youth anymore.