Oliver’s POVI screamed, the yell bursting through my throat as I saw a puddle of blood begin to form on the spot where Benjamin lay, they had cracked his head with the butt of the gun they hit him with. Why was I saying they? Sebastian had fuckinig hit him!?“What the fuck is wrong with you, you Monster!?” I bellowed, my eyes filling with fury as I glared at Sebastian. He faked a gasp, his eyes widening like saucers as he placed a hand over his chest in a manner that showed that he was offended.“Monster? What happened to Sebby…Seb or that horrible name, Basty?” He chuckled and a smirk pulled his lips apart. He turned toward the bodyguard who had caught me and nodded at him. He had not spoken a word since. He moved swiftly for someone who had his body size and hoisted Benjamin from the ground and slammed his body violently on another chair.“He’s already unconscious, take it easy!”“Aw, this is so cute. All of a sudden you like him now, when a few days ago, he was the worst human to
Benjamin.“Boss, we should turn back. I think this is someone's private property,” Andrew stated. He angled his head toward the dash board examining the fence and the area around it. He whipped his head in the direction of the bushes around, his muscle tight and his face taut as well.He was in his hyper sense mood, being cautious and observant of the things around him. I wasn't blind, neither was I stupid, I knew it was a private property, but that sounded like a gunshot and if Oliver was there, then I had to know if he was okay.‘But when the fuck did it become your responsibility?’ The stupid homophobic voice that played in the recesses of my mind like a broken record, spoke again.I am just checking on a friend.‘A friend? A friend you'd love to fuck, huh?’ It jeered at me.I grabbed the steering, ready to ignite the engine and peel away from the house. Whatever Oliver had gotten himself into was his business and I had already gone out of my way to warn him about Sebastian.I coul
Oliver.The smell of sulphur permeated air, strong and pungent. My skin tightened with goosebumps as I lay on the floor in a foetal position. I squeezed my eyes tightly, phosphenes accentuating my vision.I didn't want to open my eyes, I didn't want to see if there was a gaping wound on my thighs or any part of my body oozing blood. I didn't feel any pain but I heard that was what adrenaline caused, till dopamine took effect and finally, one would fall off the cliff of life.“Get him up,” Sebastian's cold voice pried my eyes apart. I gasped as I was hoisted from the floor, a quick glance at Sebastian and his face was sunken into an unreadable expression.I had never seen him like this before, but those eyes, they were brazenly glowing with malevolent thoughts. It was the same eyes I had seen that day in the hospital when I called him out on his behaviour. He had always been like this but he was hiding underneath a mask, for what?His hand was shoved into his pocket, the other raised t
BenjaminI found the location of the phone, and I punched it into my device in order to trace it. It led to someplace that was obscure and quite unidentifiable on the map.It showed a road that was twisty and windy, leading to a singular mansion that sat perched perfectly upon a circumference of bushes. And it made me scared—not scared, worried—because Oliver was with my phone, so why was Oliver that far?Maybe it was Sebastian's house. Maybe Oliver was alright. These were thoughts that oscillated in my mind, trying to assuage the worry that was slowly brewing in my chest. But one part of me, deep down, kept thinking, what if Oliver was in trouble? And surprisingly, that part of me won. It erupted like a volcano, encapsulating my entire frame.I flung my bedroom door open and walked briskly down the flight of stairs, ignoring the loud chatter coming from the sitting room.As I spewed into the kitchen, Anna emerged from the sitting room and caught me. In her eyes, I could see a bit of
Oliver. I misjudged the amount of money Sebastian had because his house exuded the kind of wealth I would never have in my generations to come. The gate opened only by a retina scan when he got close to the post, and the drive from the gate to the main building spanned the length of a standard football field. High trees barricaded the sides of the road, standing guard like knights upon the arrival of royalty. The tyre crunched the gravels as we slipped into the front porch. There was an edifice that rose toward the sky, a perfectly sculpted dolphin glazed in blue striations, perched on a rock with water oozing out of the tip of its mouth. I could swear that it was marble. The moment I stepped out of the car, my breath caught in my throat. Sebastian’s house—or should I say mansion—stood before me like something out of a dream. Three stories of pristine white stone, kissed by soft golden lighting, towered over a flawlessly manicured lawn. The driveway curved like a private road, l
Oliver.My chest began to constrict with fear, the last statement of Sebastian spinning in my head. What did he mean by Benjamin would learn to? What was he planning to do? What had he already done? He didn't deny or accept the fact that he has killed Mark, he only provided excuses.Who the fuck was this guy? With each second that passed, and the steadily climbing speedometer, my breath felt faint as if my windpipe was being squeezed of the function it was meant to do.I felt heat begin to crawl along my skin, the entire car space began to shrink, why was it so hot? I clawed at my shirt, trying to take it off as my heart raced heavily. It felt like it was going to burst out of my ribs, screaming to the world so it woukd know that it qas going through severe stress.“I want to stop,” I whispered, clawing at the door handle now, fingering the loop to release the door. I caught Sebastian's head turn toward me then he swerved immediately toward the side of the road.The tires screeched in