Chapter 20 Ryan’s point of view When I got Donna’s text regarding the task I gave her to set a meeting up between Seb and I, she’d told me about Seb’s date with a client of his, namely Xavier Rodriguez. The weird guy we both met at the governor’s party. Why were they going on a date? Donna didn’t include the details. I’ve gotten only the location, and when Marcelene texted me hi that she just collected my contact from my mother. I knew exactly how I’m going to see Seb tonight. I decided to invite Marcelene out to a night out at the city and she was delighted to accompany me. And so was my mother when I arrived with a car to pick Marcelene up, she has no idea what I’ve done or had in store for her. I can’t wait to see the look on her face when tomorrow comes and she meets with the fate of her schemes. “Where exactly are we going though? I never asked?” Marcelene asked as she fastened her seatbelt around her. Since I wouldn’t like myself a driver, and prefer to drive myself aroun
Chapter 21 Sebastian’s point of view “Seb! Seb! Seb wait!” The recognizable voice chanted from my behind as I walked into the restroom. I turned around with the aim to bang the door on his face when his body pushed through and his scent flexed straight for my nostrils. He kept himself close to me as he grabbed me by my shoulder and pushed me into the nearest wall. His face a view of desperation as he scoured me in a longing gaze. “Why are you doing this to me?” His jaw tightened as he quizzed in distress. I looked away from his eyes and down to the hands that were on my shoulder. “Get your hands off me!” I warned in a gentle tone. He dropped the hands, but circled his left one around my neck as he gently nudged his forehead into mine. His hot passionate breaths fanning into my face. “Haven’t you done enough?” His eyes closed as he sniffed in a long breath. “Fuck, I’m gonna go crazy.” His lips edged onto mine as he worked his way into my mouth.I stood there, dumbfounded like a
Chapter 22 Ryan’s point of view I dusted off the dirt on my pants while I kept my gaze glued to Seb’s trail of disappearance. I’d finally gotten to him, and he refused me still. What I’d give right now to be able to go into his mind and check out the mystery he is at the moment. To know just what currently clashes inside that fine space of his mind. His thoughts about me, about us, and about what’s next. I stood there, rooted to a spot for more than a minute even after he was gone just thinking out loud to myself on how the night has to end like this. I’d gamble my life for the chance of the night ending with me naked in bed with him, or us cuddled up together and getting over our past. Any ending so long as it doesn’t involve him running away from me. I blew out a frustrated sigh before I pushed into motion and went back into the lounge. As soon as I showed up back at the lounge alone, the smile on Donna’s face suddenly became a frown as her brows raised suspiciously. Her mo
Chapter 23 Sebastian’s point of view “I only picked this call because you wouldn’t stop calling. What the fuck is it?” My annoyed tone queried Donna’s non-stop dig to blow my phone up with calls. “Do I have to lecture you on boundaries? When I snubbed your call the first, second, and third times you called. You should have gotten the hint that I do not want to either talk at the moment, or be on the phone with you of all people,” I criticized, pissed that she literally called me over thirty times and practically forced me to pick her next call so she would stop! That’s insane. “You kissed Ryan and ran away? I’m outside your door, come open up,” was what I got as a response to the words I just babbled. The fuck. “No! Absolutely no! Turn the fuck around and get off my porch, don’t get me more upset than I already am. What the fuck will you be doing here in the middle of the night because of something that doesn’t actually have to be your business? Like what the heck?!” I coul
Chapter 24 Ryan’s point of view When next I found Marcelene so we could get out of the bar, she was exactly like what she wanted to be and do. She was lighted on the stage, drunk as she twirled around to give one of the sexiest shows ever for both the male and female gazes of those present and showered her their attention. I rushed to get her down when she was done and aided her stance as we walked out of the bar, people kept applauding her and whistling at her as she leaned on me and blow out kisses. I finally got her settled in the car as well as worked the belt around her before I went to take my place behind the wheels. “Gosh tonight was so fun, I’ve never had a night like this in my life. We should do this once again,” she beamed where she was sat with joy all over her face and body. I smirked at her and zoomed our car into motion. “You got drunk and you think it’s fun?” I shook my head and laughed at her. “Who told you I’m drunk? I’m so not drunk, I just feel
Chapter 25 Sebastian’s point of view Donna and I arrived at the office in the morning, but she had to go away with the excuse of changing her outfit. I was now left in care of my new secretary, Ryan’s sister and it looks like Donna hasn’t shared with her the rules around here. She knocked on my door and brought a coffee for me. Number one, I do not take coffees anywhere or any types so long as it’s not prepared by myself. Number two which is really very important is, unless I’m unreachable and urgently needs to be reached, you’re not allowed to knock on my door or disturb me, instead make use of the landline attached to your desk. I’m sure Donna didn’t tell her all of this because she wanted her to get on my nerves. “You’re not allowed to knock on my door unless you’ve tried to reach me through the landline provided at your desk multiple times and I was unreachable, only then should you come to my office and knock on my door. I hate disturbance,” I began to address her. “If I tak
Chapter 26 Ryan’s point of view Today wasn’t supposed to go like this. No, not at all. The thought was I’d wake up, go to work, get myself married in a private court, and finish the day with a visit to Seb. Now tell me why it’s not even moon yet and the day has already spiraled out from what I had in mind. Few seconds ago my secretary stormed in with worry written all over her face as she stretched her phone out to me in anxiousness. I took it, confused until I checked out the article displayed on her screen. The Headline boldly stated ‘Once Again, The Art Of Enemies To Lovers Has Proven Itself Solid.’ Sub heading also read that, ‘Billionaire CEO Sebastian Torres private desires for Billionaire Heir, Ryan McCall Growan.’ Below was attached a footage of where I had Seb caged to a car and my face was nearly smashing into his. It was an intimate scene to look at, and I don’t need to read through all the written paragraphs to derive the message conveyed in that article. “Fuck!” I
Chapter 27Sebastian’s point of view What does this person wants from me? He didn’t state, he just dropped on my chest the proof he has to destroy all I’ve built in the snap of his fingers. It’s been three hours since I got his call and texts, he’s been silent ever since. I’ve been on the call, plus text, to trace the anonymous line till I get an identity for myself to work against. I’ve never been destroyed, and it won’t happen now. This is nothing but a sudden hiccup, one I’ll have fixed in no time. But still, there’s this slight panic in me that he could release all those footages of me online right now and there’d be nothing I’d do against me, he’d have me exposed and put my past in public. No one would try to understand me, all they’ll see is a monster, a villain, a man who doesn’t deserve their ears or understanding. I could lose all my investors, the newest ones at least, not the old ones. I could lose them all, my clients inclusive. No one would think that a man has to d
Chapter 66Ryan’s point of view I could no longer return the day I planned to, not after the attempted murder incident. Marcy was traumatized, a sight forced me to stay back, care for her like the amazing husband that I am and cancel my plan to return home or postponed it. I chose the later, postponed it till the next day instead. The next day came quicker than I anticipated, and I was quick to get back on plane flown to LA. Marcy didn’t bother to escort me this time, still conscious of yesterday’s incident. For the rest of yesterday, I couldn’t get through to Seb or Donna either, for both of them to not have reached out or answered when I called them. I have a feeling there’s something going on over there. My mother was still notably absent, and refused to let me know on whether or not she’s okay and doing good wherever she’s gone to hide. I wonder if she’s in contact with Vivian. Vee, I’m sure she’s back to scheming now that Seb has caught up to her lies. Even if mom isn’t in c
Chapter 65Sebastian’s point of view I already had men on Vivian’s trail, keeping track of her every moves just in case she’d make any that confirms my suspicions about her. Today was however, another day for me to tackle with the bald fuckers on my board committee. Those fuckers are always up to something, but the fear they all have for me is what keeping them all in check. That fear won’t last long, I need to constantly remind them why none of my enemies have ever triumphed. Not now, not never, and not in the nearest future. Donna came in early as usual to prep me up on why the board has requested a meeting. It has to do with the recent rumors of me and Ryan, and how the headlines might affect the growth of their invest. “Seriously they’re just old drunks, don’t mind whatever they have to say. You do you, and remind them who the boss is,” Donna said after she was done going over the few hiccups we’ve been dealing with over the weeks. Other than the alliances I’ve struck with t
Chapter 64 Ryan’s point of view It was finally the time for me to leave. Marcy had came up with a random excuse to keep her family off doubts on why I’ve decided not to spend the promised time I intended to spend with them. Words were a personal problem came up in my business back at home that needs my urgent attention, and that was enough to sway them off any questions and rather came to bade me goodbyes. They are were nice except for the creepy uncle and told me how eager they are to accommodate me next time, which I promised them won’t be long. But between myself and Marcy, my next visit would probably be in the two or one year at least. Marcy has decided to escort me till I board my plane before she leaves back for the palace, and her mere presence had several medias and paparazzi on our trail from the gate of the palace till the airport’s vicinity. “Is this really how it’s always been for you?” I asked in regard to all the cameras pointed at us on our way to a private pl
Chapter 63 Sebastian’s point of view “He is… He is… he is what? Stop that and talk,” I chided in a harsh tone, displeased with her sudden loss of words. I’m dying of curiosity here, and if she’s gonna be speechless, she shouldn’t have got me curious in the first place. “He was a rumored boyfriend of Vivian Growan, Ryan’s sister. And between me and you, they did dated, they were together for a while until the sudden mysterious death of Matthew. The case of his death was never allowed into a full scandal and was quick to bury up so the world never actually knew what happened to Matthew, even till this moment, nobody knows!” She finally conveyed, stuck with a paled expression still. That meant one thing, she wasn’t making this up. She was for real and what she said did happened. “When was this? How many years or months were they together? Is it possible that he survived his death and is back alive? What the fuck is his connection with me? If he wants vengeance, then he should go a
Chapter 62 Ryan’s point of view There’s not much time left for me here, and it’s not like this will be my home forever. So whatever I have in plan to do for Marcy, to save her from her uncle’s schemes, I have to do it now or it’ll be no use. Marcy had called some while ago to let me know that she was done with her interview and that would be with me shortly, I already told her I have an urgent issue to discuss with her, and that I’ll be waiting for her in our room. My phone buzzed and it was my secretary. I took the call with speed, I’ve been expecting her feedback for a while now. “What do you have for me?” I prompted quickly for information. “Good evening Sir, I hope you’re well and-“ “Oh save the pleasantries. What do you have for me?” I cut into her greetings, my curiosity the master of my actions. “It’s not very pleasant Sir. We figured out Matthew Simmons might be operating on a false identity, that their gender might not be what the name implies.” “Are you saying
Chapter 61 Sebastian’s point of view “It’s either you forgive me or I fire you,” I threw at her the moment I saw her walked through the door into my office. I was tired of the malice, as much as I preferred her silence, I hated that she was doing it with a negative mind. I couldn’t care less about her attention, but I just wanted us to be back on a good page. Afterwards, she can go back to ghosting me, that I can pray for. I’ve given her chocolates, gifts, money and any other things I could think of to get her forgiveness. At some point I even told Ryan to talk to her for me, which he did and he told me that she wasn’t interested in talking about the beef between us. Ugh! “What do you mean Sir? Forgive you for what Sir if I may ask?” She feigned ignorance, her brows perked in confusion. “Don’t play dumb with me. I’ve apologized, what else do you want?” I raised my tone a little bit at her, enough to show just how far this little game of hers is starting to annoy me. “Apo
Chapter 60 Ryan’s point of view I might be right about the weird uncle after all, he’s been onto me forty hours later of our arrival. He requested a personal audience with me, but Marcy refused the honor once I told her about it. She said that uncle of hers was not to be trusted or someone nice to be around. Said I must try and avoid him at all cost. Marcy was at an event at the moment, an event that doesn’t much require my presence so I opt for a walk in the gardens instead. A fine chance for me to get a hold of things back at home, I haven’t had the chance to call and speak to Seb since we arrived here. We’ve been stuck with balls, parties, royal events and more. It’s been stressful. Seb finally picked my call, probably at the last ring. “Hello,” his cold handsome voice rang out into my ears. “Tell me you’ve missed me,” I asked of him jokingly. “That’s until I’m informed of who this is. Who are you?” He hit back. I chuckled lightly at his words, he’s only playing along
Chapter 59Sebastian’s point of view “Wakey wakey little brother, get out of that dream world already.” I tapped repeatedly on his cheek until his drowsy eyes slowly pulled wide and apart till he jerked at the sight of my face. Good one! He’s awake. His head snapped around for a three sixty room inspection. Oh we’re no longer in his apartment, or even somewhere neat enough to conserve his death. I brought him to my private warehouse, where I’ve gotten most of my darkest shit done.“Where are we? What is this place? You?” His furious gaze trailed back to me, deadly and a sight for me to laugh at. I let out a deep breath before I stepped back from him. “This will either be the place you die or the place where you save yourself,” I began, then turned my back and walked over to the table in the room with us. On the table was a tray that carried various items that I’ve had provided for me to draw on his blood and carve pain into his skins. There we have a blade, dagger, a lot of sharp
Chapter 58 Ryan’s point of view I don’t know if my mom was running away from the house, but she hasn’t been around ever since I got married. Today is the day Marcy and I leave for her home city, and mom still hasn’t show up for me to inform her as well as talk about Seb with her. I spent the whole of yesterday with Seb, so I had time to tell him about the trip and how much I wish he could accompany me. He told me even if Marcy had allow me bring him, he wouldn’t have accepted my invitation because he doesn’t have any business with my contracted wife’s family. I don’t know if mom is scared to confront me or exactly why she has refused to show her face, but it’s starting to get less suspicious and more frightening. Is she okay? I’d ask Vivian about it, but I’m sure she doesn’t care, albeit she’s an exact replica of that woman’s witchy persona. Seb told me he fired her already. And I’m more than happy to hear that, her away from Seb is a long space away from bad things. I cou