Chapter 5
Sebastian’s point of view Donna and I talked throughout my ride home. She’s my friend, worked with me for four years before I trusted her enough to become my friend. She doesn’t really know what happened between me and Ryan, but she knew more than the media. I decided to spend the night at my penthouse since it was near. I got there and went straight to the shower. My mind stilled and calm off the rustle it has been since I left the party when the cold shower slapped on my skin. This was not the future I planned for myself and Ryan or saw for us, we were suppose to be best friends forever. Why did he have to betray me? Why did he have to make us become enemies? We’re suppose to be at the top together. Because now, the only thing on my mind that I deeply craved for was now Ryan’s downfall. The end to his reign. The doom to his legacy. And I’ll be damned if I do not get that. Ryan has stolen a lot from me, and done a lot to me in return for the platonic love I gave him and had for him. Now there are going to be articles of me being indeed jealous of Ryan, and in beef with him due to my envy. They would also see Ryan as an angel and love him more, meanwhile I’ll get criticized for being envious and full of hate. While none of them had any idea of what’s the actual story. I spent close to an hour inside the bathroom before I stepped out, I was still wet and wrapped in towel when the landline beside my bed vibrated and rang up. I went over and picked the call. “What do you have to tell me in the middle of the night?” I questioned my receptionist rudely. “That one of your business partner is here to see you. Should I let him in?” My face nudged into confusion, “Business partner who?” “Mister Xavier Rodriguez. He also seems drunk. Should I let him in or lead him to a guest room?” The receptionist enlightened further. “Yeah let him come up here. We still have business to discuss, must be why he came here. Tho I wonder how he got my address.” I ended the call afterwards. So Xavier decided to visit me just the night I decided to spent my night here in this penthouse because I wasn’t feeling the vibe to drive home. The penthouse is the home address I gave everyone, all including my friends, associates, and the media outlets. Whereas that wasn’t my main home address, just a place I randomly sleeps in and stay at. It’s his lucky night for sure. I haven’t gotten the privilege to throw on some clothes when I heard my door pushed open. I should probably go tell him hello, and that I’ll be with him shortly after I’ve put some clothes on. I got to the living room and found Xavier sprawled on my couch. “Ugh I’m tired!” He groaned. “But you came here to discuss business didn’t you?” Xavier rose up at the heard of my voice as his head tilted back to look at me. “Damn!” He mouthed in admiration as his gaze licked at my thirsty sight. “Okay tell me why the fuck you’re shirtless and all wet, instead of clothed and dry. Cause dude, you did not have to look this tasty!” Xavier’s eyes purred with lust as he raved at me. I had to look at myself. My towel hung barely below my waist, down enough to expose the v-line of my torso that ran up to my toned Roman abs. I wasn’t the gym type, but still manage to attain a fit athletic body because of my healthy lifestyle. My chest was broad and hairless, and my arms were neither small nor huge. None of this fit the attractive stereotype on my opinion. But watching his obvious admiration for me, I cringed at his words. “What do you mean by that?” I wanted to act oblivious to his obvious esteem for my beauty. Perhaps he’s just appreciating and nothing else, I shouldn’t see more into it. “There are drinks in the fridge, treat yourself to a wine or whatever. I’ll be back,” I told him as I excused myself to go dress up. I’ve never thought myself to be someone attractive, in fact I’m always weird out when people fancied my appearance or got attracted to my features. I last gave a fuck about my looks when I was still in school, then I knew I was good looking because a lot of girls wanted to be my girlfriend then. Not just home alone, it was the same with Ryan. We were even deemed the most handsome teens in our high school. Over the years, I’ve grown out of the concept. Now when ladies hit on me, I either act clueless or express my disgust. People often thought I’m heartbroken or asexual, but I’m in fact very sexually active. I have a lot of girls to call when I’m horny and need to get off, albeit I’m rarely horny and just do it as a form of therapy. When I returned to the sitting room, Xavier was already done with two bottles of wine. He was a messy sight to behold. Okay this dude is beyond crazyyy. “Look who decided to join the party!” His slurred voice muttered attentively at me. I was no longer sure this guy came down for business. I thought perhaps he was leaving early for Spain tomorrow so decided to finalize our partnership this night before he leaves. The rubbish he’s doing right now was not part of it. “What are you even doing here?” I couldn’t hide my disgust any longer. I hate it when people make mess of my well organized space, now I could spot wine stains all over my couch and on the floor. “I could have gone to my hotel, but instead came here to see if I can help fix whatever happened between you and Ryan. Then I saw you in that towel looking all hot and sexy as fuck, and whew!” He paused to fan himself. “So I think Ryan can suck it because now I want you all to myself and for myself then I’m think about him.” He stood up, his steps unsteady as he close the distance between him and me. “Yeah sorry but I’m not homosexual or bisexual,” “Who you are doesn’t matter to me. I saw you, I saw how you were when Ryan kissed you. You kind of liked it, so tell me exactly how you’re sure you are not bisexual or homo.” “You need to sleep, Xavier. I’ll get the house manager to get you settled in a guest room.” Xavier threw away the empty wine glass he had with him carelessly as he pushed himself into my body. “Gosh you smell so good!” He moaned before he looked up and locked lips with me. What the fuck is with dudes and kissing me today!!!!!Chapter 80 Ryan’s point of view I’ve avoided my office long enough so it felt a little bit unusual as my feet padded down the hallway that led to my office. Bows and greetings flew my way till I arrived at the sole entrance of my workspace. My secretary was nowhere in sight, probably yet to clocked in since I’ve been scarce in attendance and wouldn’t be around to criticize her tardiness. I don’t even care. I just want her around so she can update me on the team’s progress about extracting Matthew Simmons’s hidden identity. I haven’t called her about it in a while and she hasn’t also. I’m curious if it’s because there was no update or if there was but it wasn’t important enough for my knowledge. I slept at Selena’s yesterday. We binged watch a show she called her favorite, and debate over topics while we were at it. I’ve kind of missed her. She’s actually so fun to be with it. I can’t believe she used to be a dull and reserved child growing up, it’s absurd. My mom hasn’t called
Chapter 95Sebastian’s point of view Since I’m the only one informed about my plan, there was no need to acquaint Donna with my whereabouts that involved the plan. I’ve gotten all I needed. His address,name, and hidden dirts on him. Call me sadistic, but I like to make my victim an actual victim of something. I know he gets off his mundane work at noon, and so I’ve made sure I pulled the move I learnt from my brother on him. I broke into his house. Breaking into a stranger’s house has now added to my list of menacing skills. However, my plan wasn’t exactly to break in and sit around for his arrival. I wish. I arched to screw open the kegs of gasoline I came in as I began to flood his apartment. I only needed to flood the living room to do the damage I’d want for it to do. He’ll be here in few minutes time. I pulled over my face the mask I came with to stop myself from inhaling the putrid smell of the gasoline, then strolled over to the center single seater couch where I chose t
Chapter 94Sebastian’s point of view Since I’m the only one informed about my plan, there was no need to acquaint Donna with my whereabouts that involved the plan. I’ve gotten all I needed. His address,name, and hidden dirts on him. Call me sadistic, but I like to make my victim an actual victim of something. I know he gets off his mundane work at noon, and so I’ve made sure I pulled the move I learnt from my brother on him. I broke into his house. Breaking into a stranger’s house has now added to my list of menacing skills. However, my plan wasn’t exactly to break in and sit around for his arrival. I wish. I arched to screw open the kegs of gasoline I came in as I began to flood his apartment. I only needed to flood the living room to do the damage I’d want for it to do. He’ll be here in few minutes time. I pulled over my face the mask I came with to stop myself from inhaling the putrid smell of the gasoline, then strolled over to the center single seater couch where I chose t
Chapter 93Ryan’s point of view “What is it? No work today?” Mom quizzed from she stood at the door, leaned against the frame with her arms crossed inches below her chest. I raised my head up to look at her, wondering why she had a smirk on and brighter than usual. There’s no need to tell her I’m staying in today because I don’t want to face my reality just yet. I want a day off, all to myself, with my world’s shenanigans not shoved deep in my face. So instead of replying her, I returned my attention back to the random research I was reading about. Yeah that’s the weird thing about me. While everybody spends their off day watching a movie or a show, I love to pick a topic and research on, dig up stuffs and know all there is to know about that topic, then discard it when I’m done. That’s my own way of clearing my head. Doing that shifts my total focus away from my real world problems. Watching a movie doesn’t, I can definitely still think about my problems while my eyes are burie
Chapter 92Sebastian’s point of view Not much could be proceeded with my plan yesterday when Donna decided dinner was gonna be a hard-work. She knew too well I don’t eat outside, I loathe take-outs or any fancy dishes there is to eat in a restaurant. If it’s not cooked by me, then it won’t be eaten by me. So we spent the rest of yesterday cooking what she wanted- which was a hectic meal by the way, luxurious and probably one of the fanciest I’ve ever seen. And while I did most of the cooking, she kept my ears alive with gists. When we were done she wanted to spend the night even, but I told her she’s intruded my peace enough. Though Ryan called me late yesterday, but I still didn’t share my plan to catch this sucker to him. I truly would prefer it a secret until its success. And today when I arrived at the office, the chief of security was the first person to walk through the entrance of my office. Donna did rang me up seconds ago to inform me about his request- which I permitt
Chapter 88Ryan’s point of view My conversation with mom surprisingly unknotted a complex bundle in our relationship. I’ve now chosen to forgive my mom for our past and give her a second chance. Let’s see if she’s going to be a mother, and if she has truly buried her wicked ways. All that’s left to tackle now is my sister. And I should’ve braced myself for the scream that’d follow after I went into her room without knocking. “Where are your manners?! Does this look your fucking basement?!” I let her rambled on, while I stay rooted to a spot near the room’s exit with my arms thrown around my chest and head lowered. “Now get out!” She came to the command after yelling my head off. My head raised up to match her fiery gaze, “I would have the minute I met your reaction after I came in. But what I came in here to do isn’t to leave. You’re going to hear me out whether or not you want to, you have no choice. But first, I’d like to apologize for not knocking, I was just eager to get in