On his lap was his laptop, an ice-cream container with two spoons and on his chest was Adeline, his lovely, little mate.

Life was complete for him. With her, it was. Silence surrounded them they the voice was the movie was heard and she was concentrating on it whereas his attention was on her.

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At least for him. For her, this relationship was goals. He was considerate, understanding and handsome, which was a plus. Also, she had seen him interact with his parents from both afar and in front of her and he had been nothing but respectful. A guy who knew how to respect his parents was definitely worth the time.

Even when they were targeting him, he would just smile. So if he knew to respect his parents no matter what, he would know how to respect other people as well.

They were watching the pretty woman. Xavier's mother had a CD collection of all classic movies. Adeline had made a note to watch all of those.

She was sharing strawberry ice cream with him which she didn't really like but then again, she had bought it for him. That was the flavour he was having when they were walking back home.

How could someone talk to Julia like that? Even in a movie? Julia Roberts was so pretty!

The audacity.

She was lying down on his chest and to be honest, it felt nice and cuddly. He was warm and his chest was broad which made her want to cuddle to him more.

"Why would they treat her like that?" Xavier commented. Looking up Adeline saw the ugly face he had made. "That's practically inhumane."

Amused she continued the conversation. "Like what?" She acted as if she wasn't paying attention.

"Like that." He cringed pointing to the scene. "If someone comes to your shop, it pretty fucking obvious that they will buy something unless they don't like it. Why treat anyone like trash?" He was disgusted. In his community, where he came from, everybody was treated as an equal given if it was an Alpha or omega and anyone in between the respect was equal to all for basic decency.

Adeline laughed a little. "That's people. They treat everyone differently." She shrugged. A few things in this world would never change and treating people differently upon their status and colour was a part of them.

"She treated like a piece of shit. I saw." He pointed it out. Somehow he did not like the attitude that I didn't have to watch the whole situation. If he was to become a royal-like he was she had to act up and stand against the discrimination which she had, miraculously he wondered how accepted.

At his crude language, she kind of cringed but didn't say anything. This was the first time he said things like this and somewhere, Adeline felt that he was being himself with her. It felt nice that he was hiding from her.

"You'll see." She answered with a sigh. "People judge us from our outer appearance and she will—you will see." She said not wanting to give any spoilers and making a narrow escape.

"Ok." He whispered and pulled her closer. The cuddling was making him so happy and his beast was quietly enjoying it as well.

The movie went on and Xavier had started playing her hair again. God how nice that felt. He massages her scalp where her ponytail had been and it was so relieving.

"What the fuck?" He exclaimed loudly at the scene.

"Shh.." she pouted. She was watching.

He didn't shush. "No! Look!" He pointed at the screen.

"I have been looking there for the past hours, Xavier." She murmured making him frown. "What scene?"

"The one where she practically kneels in front of Vivian to buy stuff? She practically threw her out before!"

"That's what I meant. People judge you by your appearance." She shrugged again. This was a bit laughable because of his expressions. He looked as if this was something completely out of the world.

"That's shit." He spat.

"Uh-huh." She nonchalantly agreed, not wanting to continue an agreement.

"No seriously," he argued.

"I know." She said. Sighing, she moved away and sat up. She looked at him still laying where he was in the beginning. "But it's a movie." She said.

"So it's doesn't happen in reality?" He asked a bit uncertain.

"Well.." she hesitated. What mattered if she said yes. "Yes, it does." How sheltered was he?

"The fuck why?" He yelling sitting up making her flinch for a second.

"But they don't. Because you can get fired. If you behave like that." She said it, more like offered. Why was he getting worked up so much?

"Hey, chill." She placed her head on his shoulder, rubbing it slightly. "It's a movie but if you ever see this in reality, you can always raise your voice."

"I will." He murmured and leaned into her touch making her giggle.

"Good." She smiled.

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After another cuddle session and completing the movie, Adeline had arrived home. It was the time for her father to come. She had already laid out the vegetables for them to be at room temperature.

Adeline didn't know to cook a lot so she was going through the cookbooks and learning. She had learned a few and those she could make without any help.

"Hey kid," Jason Woods closed the door as he greeted her. He looked tired as hell and even his tie was completely taken off instead of been loosened like every day. In fact, the collar of a shirt was complete of which was something that he never did. The appearance was important to the man of the position he was.

"Hi, how was your day?" She asked peeking up immediately from the kitchen counter where she was sitting at.

"Busy," he answered practically falling on the couch. "Uff. . ."

"Uff?" She repeated smiling a bit. "Must be one hell of a day, huh." As she got up to bring a glass of water for him.

"It was." He spoke with a sigh. "They made a tax blunder. Like a big one. Instead of writing the percentage of tax cut on profit, they wrote 0." He spoke with frustration. "Now we have to write to the government to rectify it and these processes are long." He tsked.

Adeline placed a glass of water in front of him. They had a water purifier instead of using plastic bottles, they found this one-time investment better. It was filled in the morning and the evening for a few minutes.

"Thanks." Her father thanked her in a gruff voice as he drank the whole glass in a go.

"Is someone going to get fired?" She asked being a little bit intrigued by it. It kind of seemed fascinating. The real world.

"The one who made the mistake." He scoffed. "When you are not sure or have important clients to have to check again and again." He said sighing again. "It's difficult to go back now."

"Aww.." she placed her head on his shoulder. "If you are in a bad mood, we can eat pizza and ice cream." She offered with a very innocent smile.

He pushed a little and glared down at her. "No thank you." He replied firmly. "We talked about this. Only twice a month unless something comes up."

"Alright, alright." She muttered and moved away to the kitchen. "The veggies are at room temperature." She informed us she got up and then back to the kitchen.

"Alright. A quick shower and I will be there to cut them." Saying that he went to his room.

Adeline sighed. He was always the one to cut the vegetables because once, just once when she had, she had cut her thumb deep enough for stitches.

It hurt like hell. But that was once and she learned her lesson. At least the fear of needle and threat would make her more careful. She had to get stitches and her father had refused pizza as an alternative.

She placed the rice in the utensil and then placed it on the stove. Setting a timer, on the side she worked on the species. Her mother had a knack for them because of her Indian heritage and now she and her father did too. Without them, the food felt incomplete and somehow difficult as Serena was still here.

"Here," he came down with his hair slightly wet and went straight to washing and vegetables and then cutting them. His hands chop the vegetables with direct precaution and precision. He had been used to doing this for years now.

How was it that these guys could wash Their hair daily and not have any problems? She's would be way frizzy and would get rougher than the hair of a broomstick.

Sighing she got to her work. It was just him and her for life and the only person she would love to have again was gone long.