I am fuming with rage. I was beyond furious at the reality of what I had just learned. Ever since I came to know that Ari has a boyfriend, I can't stop thinking of different ways to hurt or even kill that bastard, whoever he is.
Kyle is of no use either. He has been continuously pissing me off ever since that day. Muttering that it is a good thing that Ari already has a boyfriend. If only he wasn't my right-hand man, I would've gladly pulled the damn trigger on his head for even thinking that it's okay for Ariella to be in a relationship now.
A knock on my office door brought me back to my senses. I took a glance at whoever was at the door and was surprised to see the smirking Kyle once again. "What do you need?" I immediately asked, annoyance lacing my voice.
"Oh, woke up on the wrong side of the bed again, I see." He said, but the tone was still mocking.
I immediately scoffed. "It's a miracle that you knew how to knock this time around."
"Well, I don't want to wake up the lion in you. But it seems like it's been awake with the growl that left your mouth the moment I entered."
"What do you expect when you keep pissing me off all the time? And you're even lucky that a bullet hasn't reached you till now." I sarcastically replied.
The asshole kept smiling at me, "Now, now, mafia king, what seems to be up there in your ass? Still not able to move on, I guess?"
"You want a bullet in the middle of your head right now?" I asked him. The rage is once again eating me alive.
Kyle raised both of his hands in surrender. "Chill, dude. I'm just trying to lighten your mood."
"Lighten my mood? You, asshole, is letting the monster in me out with your nonsense talk." I said while pointing a finger directly at him.
Kyle continues to chuckle, while I just let out a deep breath. "What do you need? Why do you keep barging in here?"
"Well, Ari, no, let me rephrase that. Your Ariella, will be coming in today for the project briefing with the design team."
The moment I heard Ari's name, a smile immediately left my lips. Even though I tried to hide it and act nonchalant, Kyle had already gotten the signals.
"Well, well! You cannot keep that damn smile out of your mouth, the moment you hear the name, Ariella." He continues to say, but my mind is already in turmoil, thinking of seeing her again.
"What time will she be here?" I questioned him back.
"Just about this time. She's probably with the design team now."
"Tell her to see me after." I commanded.
Kyle immediately raised his eyebrow in question at me. Before he could even utter another single word, I had already sent him a warning glare. "Don't you even think about opening that damn mouth again? I don't want to hear another word from you."
"Geez, so uptight. And here I am thinking that when the damn lady architect arrives, you will no longer be in a pissing mood. I guess I'm wrong, because ever since you met her again, you've been pissed and seem to want to go on a killing spree."
"What the fuck do you want me to do? Be happy with the fact that she is already taken? I've waited for her and only to end up feeling like shit because of a bastard who is in a relationship with the woman I like." I can't help the sudden outburst right now. I've tried so hard to suppress these feelings I have for her, but they just came back to bite me in the ass.
"For goodness' sake, Elliot. You're the fucking king of the underground and you're being a pussy just because of a woman."
"You won't understand, Kyle. You don't know how it feels to be in love." I spoke up quietly. Yes, I am the mafia king, but there are times that I just want to be Elliot. To remain as Elliot, the businessman, so that no damn dangerous life can prevent me from getting the love of my life.
"I am your fucking best friend, El. And as much as I don't want her for you, you know, I can't continue to see you looking like shit." I looked at Kyle, clearly surprised by what he had just said. I'm not even sure if I heard him correctly.
He let out another breath before continuing what he had to say. "I know how much you like her, El. I've seen you on those dark days, and she's the only light that kept you sane all those times. If you really want her, if you still want her that way, you know I can't say no. I'll help you with whatever plan your mind is working on right now. You know that right?"
I nodded my head. I can be pissed and annoyed at him most of the time, but I know for sure that he always got my back. That he'll always be my support. "I know, Kyle. But right now, I don't plan on doing anything. Until I meet that fucker who stole my Ari away, we do nothing."
A knock on the door once again halted the conversation that Kyle and I were having. My assistant, Trevor, peeked in. "Mr. Allister, Ms. Ariella Gregory is here to see you. She doesn't have an appointment, sir, but she told me she is the new architect for the A-group expansion."
Upon hearing the name, my eyes immediately lit up and a tight smile spread across my face. Kyle, who was looking at me, could not help but shook his head upon seeing the reaction I had made.
I faced Kyle and warned him. "Not another word from you." I then turned to Trevor once again and said, "Let her in, Trevor. Starting this instant, Ariella Gregory doesn't need any appointments to see me."
This instruction left my assistant dumbfounded. Why would he not? I don't want anybody seeing me without any appointment, even if it's my parents, and right now I'm instructing him, no, telling him that Ari doesn't need an appointment to see me. He just slowly nods his head before going back out.
"Whipped. You're really fucking whipped, Elliot." I sent another glare at Kyle while the asshole just kept laughing.
Another knock came and the door opened. When I looked back at the door, there she was. The woman who always makes my heart skip. All smiles at me.
"Hey, El! Uhm, hi, Kyle." She greeted us, hesitatingly with Kyle, if I may add.
I rose from my seat and went straight to her, who, at the moment, was still standing at the door. I gave her a hug, which she immediately returned. "Hey, Ari. What brings you here?"
"Sorry for coming in without an appointment."
"Oh, don't be. The great CEO here is never too busy for you. He can, in fact, meet you anytime you're here." Kyle butted in on our conversation.
I threw him another glare and he mouthed the word zip and tried to mimic it by zippering his mouth. "Don't mind him. Have you met with the design team?"
"Yeah, just for a brief moment for introductions. I'll start with the design and will hand it over to them so we can discuss it further."
"Good. I'll leave you two at it for the meantime. I'll be going to the warehouse first, Elliot." Kyle rose from his seat and went straight to the door. Good thing he knows when to take an exit. A nod from me and he is out.
"Have a seat, Ari. So what brings you here?" I said, pointing to the couch in my office. She went to sit down and pointed at the space next to her, urging me to sit down as well.
"Hey, El, we're still best friends, right?" She shyly asked.
I raised my brow in confusion at her before nodding my head. "Yes, why? Do you need anything?"
"Can I ask a favor, El?" I would never say no to that cute, little pout she is showing right now. What the hell, Elliot? Cute? Really? You've been using the damn word ever since you saw Ari again, and cute is not on our list of vocabulary, stupid!
I cleared my throat and once again focused on Ari. "Uh, sure, what is it?"
"You know, I have a boyfriend, right?" This immediately turned my smile into a frown juat hearing her talk about her boyfriend. I'm not even sure I'm ready for a girl talk with her about her stupid boyfriend.
"Uh-uh?" I asked back. Clearly, I do not know where this conversation will lead. One thing I'm sure about is that I don't intend to have a discussion with her about her fucking boyfriend.
"Uhm, El, he's quite busy."
"And so? What does that have to do with me?" I furrowed my brows once more, clearly, not understanding where this discussion was heading.
"But I really like him, El. I really do." Upon hearing her say those words, I could feel my rage slowly starting to build up again. What the fuck is she trying to do? I want to get mad at her, but I can't. I just can't.
"Ari, can you go straight to the point? I don't know why you keep on going around the bush. We don't have all day, you know." Hearing me say that immediately made her forehead crease. Well, she can't blame me. I'm fucking on the edge right now just hearing her say how much she likes that freakin' guy.
"It seems that you haven't changed at all. You are still the same Elliot who easily gets annoyed and irritated at me."
"I don't, Ari. I don't get easily annoyed at you. It just drives me insane how we keep on going around in circles because you cannot go straight to the point."
"Okay, fine. But promise me you won't laugh, okay." I slowly nodded my head.
"Well, Matt, my boyfriend, is busy. I can't blame him though, he is slowly realizing his dreams, his career. And I know that whetever he is doing right now is for our future."
"You mean you see yourself getting married to that boyfriend of yours?" I asked, my tone slowly rising just at the mere thought of Ari getting married to another man.
"Well, not right now, but eventually, I guess." she shrugged. "Anyway, can you stop interrupting me first?"
Well, she is still the same Ari I knew. Always the stubborn one. "Go on then."
"Well, I need a date. And he's on a business trip."
"And?"
"Well, can you be my date?" That question made me feel things I've never felt before. With my heartbeat racing, I was too stunned to answer her. I might be gawking at her right now.
"Uh." No words left my mouth, even if I tried to speak. I'm just too overwhelmed by the feeling that she is asking me to be her date.
But what made my heart jump out of my chest were the next words that came out of her mouth. I never expected her to say those words, but I'm glad she did.
"Let me rephrase that, El, please be my angel and be my back-up boyfriend, instead?"
"What did you say, Elliot? You're like a stand-in boyfriend? And what exactly is a "backup boyfriend?" Kyle had a frown on his face after I told him about my recent agreement with Ariella. "It means exactly what it says: I pretend to be her boyfriend when that fucking ass isn't around." "I can't believe what I'm hearing. And you are okay with it? Can you actually hear yourself?" Kyle's tone with me right now is irritating. "I'm still the goddamn boss here, Kyle. You should be careful with your tone." I quipped, trying to intimidate him. "What the fucking, fucking shit?! A substitute boyfriend? How did she even come up with such a stupid idea?" Kyle's doubts about my decision have already irritated me. Yes, I admit it: I went insane over this one. This is the stupidest, and perhaps most nonsense decision I've ever made, but I can't stop myself. Ari has to be mine. I have to be able to call her my girl, even if it's just for show. "You already know how much I like her, Kyle. And ev
I've been anticipating tonight with bated breath. I'm hoping everything goes as planned. This is the first step. The beginning of Ariella Gregory's falling in love with me and leaving her ass of a boyfriend. I'm getting ready to leave for her house at around five-thirty. But I restrained myself. I don't want her to think I'm overjoyed and too eager, even if I am on the inside. It's a thirty-minute drive from my opulent mansion to hers. And I can't seem to stop pacing. I'm dying to get there right now. But I need just a little bit more patience. I've waited ten years. What harm can another fifteen or twenty minutes of waiting do? A ping on my phone notified me. I immediately took it out of my pocket, thinking it was Ari. When I realized it was Kyle, my excitement turned to frustration. What exactly does he want now? "Hello, bro, I hope you have a wonderful date night with lady love. But, for the fucking life of me, don't turn off your cellphone later when things get steamy. I hope yo
As much as I wanted to enjoy the rest of the night with Ari by my side, I just couldn't seem to get the fucking spy out of my head. Who in their right mind would dare to oppose me? Who would have the courage? If he hadn't known better, they'd have been dead the moment they crossed me. Rage is slowly resurfacing within me. I should have been there so I could have immediately put a bullet through that fucking spy's head. I'm becoming restless, and I'm sure Ari is noticing the sudden change in my mood. "Hey El, you seemed pretty odd after the call. Who called? Are you sure you don't want to share?" Ari questioned. I'm bringing her back to her apartment after the gala, though I so badly want to take her home with me. "Just blunders in business. But it’s nothing that Kyle can't fix." I replied. I'd like to put an end to this discussion. I don't want her to know the dark side of my family. The dark side of myself that I would try to keep as far away from her as possible. "So you have
I decided to go straight to the warehouse after Ari and I fought. I needed to blow off some steam. I needed to let out the rage I was feeling. And what better way to express my rage than to assault the fucking spy Kyle and his team have apprehended. After I stormed out of Ari's house, I immediately instructed Leo to drive straight to the warehouse. Even though I desperately wanted to turn back when I heard her calling my name, I just couldn't. I'm irritated and beyond pissed that she only considers me to be her best friend. For fuck's sake, to just be her best friend. She only needs me when she needs someone to pose as a fake boyfriend. What the hell? What does she think I am? A wimp that would follow all her whims? Does she think that that's something I'm going to allow? Well, she must be mistaken. Whether Ari likes it or not, she'll be mine! I am a fucking mafia king! I rule the underground, and whatever I like, I sure have to get it. And what I really want is Ariella Gregory. And
Since Elliot left, I've been pacing my room the entire time. That was something I shouldn't have said. I'm not sure what possessed me to say those nasty remarks to him. My guilt is consuming me. When those words left my mouth, I couldn't get the expression of hurt off Elliot's face. I'm not sure what I'm thinking. Why did I feel compelled to do that? I just realized I was furious and irritated with him for ordering me to break up with Matt. I understand Matt hasn't been the best boyfriend due to his busy activities, but I don't see why he is forcing me to leave our relationship. It's not like we're still in high school, where I'd obey his every command. I attempted to explain myself. I wished to speak with him. I tried to call him back, but he didn't respond. And I can tell he's angry because of his expression. My heart was crushed when he walked out of my flat door without even looking back. I'm not sure how I'd explain it to him. Since he departed, I've been attempting to reach hi
I awoke to the rays of the sun piercing my skin. What the hell? I squinted my eyes, attempting to figure out where I was. The instant I moved, the smack of a pillow struck my face. And it fucking pissed the hell out of me. "What the actual fuck?" I screamed with rage. Kyle stood at the bottom of my bed, smirking, as I fully opened my eyes to view the irritated prick who opened the curtains in my room. "It's wonderful that the boss has woken up. Why don't you get up and go to work? It's oh-so-middle-of-the-day and your phone has been buzzing since last night." "I am the boss, as you have stated. So get out of here and stop pissing me off." "Do you think that's how you should repay me for bringing you home? I and Briton, have to pull your ass over so we can get you home after you wasted all by yourself." I put a pillow over my head since I didn't want to hear anything from Kyle. "I'm not sure why you're here. So, what do you want?" I mumbled. "Just to let you know, since last night
"Ariella, what are you doing here?" I asked nonchalantly. "My calls were not returned, and you weren't responding to any of my messages." She whispered anxiously, "I'm worried." She kept biting her lower lip, and I can't help but feel compelled to kiss her passionately right now. "I'm worried about you." I tried to retain a straight expression before answering her, "I have important matters to attend to. And besides, it’s not that I haven’t completed my job, right?" "Elliot." "How did you find out where I live?" She fumbled for a moment before turning to look at Kyle, who was close behind me. I already knew the reason without her saying a word. "I'm sorry, El. I begged Kyle to give me your address. Please do not get mad at him." "You didn't ask, sweetie." Kyle said. I immediately glared daggers at him because of the way he addressed my Ari. Is she your Ari, Elliot? You are just her best friend! So stop dreaming. The punk, on the other hand, just ignored me. "You didn't ask, sweet
I'm not sure how Kyle was able to get me out of that unpleasant situation. All I can see is blood during that time. I wanted Matt's blood. I can't believe that I'll get to meet the asshole at the exact same time that Ari and I just mend things up. It was a very awkward situation, and I had to pretend that I really liked the thought of meeting him. But something about Matt strikes me as odd. And I will definitely get to the bottom of things. I went straight to my office, with Kyle following when we arrived at the warehouse. Since we left my mansion, he hasn't spoken a word. And, for the first time in a long time, I'm pleased that Kyle Conner decided to quit being such a jerk and chose to be silent. I went directly to the bar and prepared myself a glass of scotch. I'm enraged and irritated. In comparison to how I felt last night, I'm feeling a lot crazier right now. Kyle sat down on the couch and stared at me for the rest of the time. There are no words used. He's simply allowing me t