Chapter 3

"Ethan!" Marcel nudged his arm, and that brought Ethan back to reality.

"Please excuse me." He immediately excused himself and left there in a hurry.

"Ethan!" Marcel called out to him, but Ethan completely ignored him.

Lily furrowed her brow in confusion. "Is he okay? Is something wrong?" She asked Marcel.

"No, he's just nervous, I'll go check on him." Marcel replied and apologized to her for Ethan's behaviour before leaving. Unknown to Marcel, Alex secretly followed him.

Marcel went straight to Ethan's room. He found him there pacing back and forth with a worried expression on his face.

"What's wrong, Ethan? I know you don't want this wedding, but leaving like that was wrong. You made Lily feel bad." 

"Just leave me alone, Marcel. I want to be alone right now, I...I'll apologize to her later." He replied, running his hand through his hair as he let out a frustrated sigh.

Marcel studied him for a moment. He's been friends with Ethan since they were in college, and he could easily tell that what was bothering him wasn't his engagement with Lily; it was something else. "Tell me, Ethan. What's going on? You're worried about something, and I can tell it isn't your engagement." Marcel urged him to speak up.

Ethan looked at him, wondering if he should tell him the truth or not, but how would that sound? Although Marcel was his best friend, he was still worried that he would judge him for sleeping with his fiancee's brother. Not like he knew, otherwise he would never have slept with him.

Marcel wanted to say something else when a knock on the door interrupted them, almost sending Ethan into panic mode.

"I'll go see who it is." Marcel said before leaving to answer the door. Ethan walked to his window, pulled apart the curtains and opened the window to let in some fresh air as he was starting to feel suffocated.

He stood there for a moment, his head spinning with so many thoughts. He soon noticed that Marcel was taking too long at the door. "Why are you...." He trailed off when he turned to see Alex standing behind him with no sign of Marcel in the room.

"Alex." Ethan whispered in shock, he wasn't expecting to see him there. Why was he here? Was he going to talk about last night? Ethan's heart was racing so fast, and he was starting to feel even more suffocated.

"You look like you've seen a ghost." Alex chuckled, taking a step forward. "Relax, I only came to take back what's mine." To Ethan's confusion, he opened his palm, not clarifying what he meant.

"I...I don't understand." Ethan stuttered. He couldn't believe how calm Alex was, he acted like nothing happened between them, he's being way too calm for Ethan's liking, as though last night was a dream. 

"My necklace, I know you have it." Alex stated.

Ethan scoffed loudly, he just couldn't understand, but for some unknown reason, he felt annoyed by Alex's nonchalance. His shock was instantly replaced by anger. 

"I have no idea what you're talking about, and why should I have your necklace when I've never met you in my life." Ethan replied, his expression stern.

Alex chuckled softly. "I see." He approached Ethan once more, and stopped mere inches away from him. "I'm pretty sure that wasn't how you felt when you moaned and begged for more last night."

Ethan's eyes widened with shock, in a moment of panic, he instantly placed his palm on Alex's mouth. "You'll say nothing about what happened between us, nothing!!! so you better shut the hell up!"

Alex smirked, he slowly took Ethan's hand off his mouth. "Why? Didn't you claim to never have met me in your life?" His eyes narrowed on Ethan.

"You want the damn necklace? Fine!" Ethan took off the necklace, and angrily slapped it in his palm. "There you go, you can have it back!" He said, feeling annoyed. 

"You knew who I was, didn't you? You knew I was your sister's fiance, right!!?" He questioned, feeling used.

"No." Alex replied, his face emotionless. "I've only just returned to the country two days ago, and decided to have some fun at the club you visited. I didn't know who you were or had any idea that you were my sister's fiance." Alex explained, but Ethan didn't seem to believe him. "Anyways, it'll be best if you forget about what happened between us, we can put it all behind us and act like nothing happened. I'm not like you, and what happened last night was a mistake." Alex bluntly stated.

"What?" Ethan said, unable to believe his ears. "You're not like me? What happened was a mistake? Are you kidding me? Is this a joke to you? Do I look like a kid or someone you can toy with?" Ethan angrily pushed him away. "You're not like me, yet you had sex with me last night!" He spat in rage, feeling so offended by Alex's words.

"You came on to me like someone who was so desperate. You kissed me first, and I was equally drunk last night, I wasn't thinking straight, that's why I did what I did. It'll be best for us and everyone else if we forget what happened last night. So let's just end this right here and act like two strangers who've never met each other. It's bad enough that I had sex with my younger sister's fiance, don't make me feel more disgusted with myself." Alex spat, and for a brief second, anger flashed in his eyes. "I'm leaving, I only came to get my necklace back." He stated and walked away.

The sting of Alex's words left Ethan speechless. "Disgusted with himself?" The phrase echoed, piercing his pride. Why did it hurt so much? Ethan couldn't shake the feeling that Alex's disgust wasn't just about the situation, but about him, about who he was. The thought seared, fueling a burning resentment. Being attracted to the same gender wasn't something to be ashamed of, so why did Alex's reaction feel like a personal attack?

From then on, Ethan developed a strong feeling of hatred in his heart for Alex, and he thought of so many ways to exact his revenge on him. He felt so insulted and used, and that wasn't okay with him.

He was going to make Alex pay for what he did, and what could be more perfect than molding him into the very thing he professed to despise. Ethan's mind whirred with the possibilities, a plan unfolding with sinister precision. He'd turn the tables, making Alex succumb to the same desires he'd so vehemently rejected.

He's going to make Alex fall for him, make him crave him, and then he'd walk away, leaving him shattered. The game was on.

The perfect revenge!!