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His chest glistened with water droplets dribbling down the glowing bronze skin. Resting, his strong muscular back against the rocks on the lake side, head lulled backwards, onyx eyes closed in utter salvation."Azarios" I stiffened, my eyes snapping to his in utter surprise as I heard the name leaving his plump lips.His identity, the name which echoed throughout the dynasty making every living soul shudder.KillerCommanderBeastHe was the commander of Gladiators.Azarios, the Gladiator of
'I'll end it. What's the use of living?"Michael Louis, heir of a wealthy French family. His happiness was cut short after the sudden assassination of his mother.Since then his father, Louis the sixth has been more than protective of his only heir. He had treated Michael like a prisoner. No friends, only home-school, one nanny.'Heir to the family's wealth sounds like a curse" he sobs. His room echoes his voice, scaring him. He reaches out for a kitchen knife he