CHAPTER 4: An aura of mystery

BELLATRIX POV...

"Bloody Fuck!" A deep growl staunched me.

I looked at the wall that suddenly arose before me__ and it was not a wall, but a firm chest of a man. The smell of fresh mint assaulted my nostrils, mixed with the faint aroma of the tobacco, it was intoxicating, and intrigued my curiousity to look up.

I gulped and slowly raised my eyes, only to meet a pair of cold forest-green eyes, staring me in silence with full of displeasure at the moment.

He is almost two heads taller than me. Dressing in a custom-made tailored suit and neatly styled midnight hair, the man exudes strong individuality and retains an aura of mystery.

The man is a precious piece, crafted by God, and I shouldn't probably stare at his insanely alluring features, but my greedy eyes are unstoppable. Neil was a handsome hunk, but this man has exceeded the worldly limits.

"What are you doing?" He frowned, not seeming too impressed.

"I__ I didn’t mean to." I slowly murmured, giving him a pleading gaze.

I was still in his arms. The position was very distracting and his scent somewhat blurring my head. It was as if I was pulled toward him, yet it has to stop, and he initiated the right by pulling away from me. Immediately, I was embraced by the cold void.

I wasn't supposed to feel this way, but the warmth exuded from him felt nice for a brief moment.

"Fucking hell!" Another deep growl caused me to stumble back.

What did I do now!?

Confused, I looked up. He seemed even angrier than before. His forest-green eyes were laced with thick annoyance. My eyes roamed all over to realise the situation, and soon I did__ His perfect suit got stained by my blood! Fuck!

"Oh... No!" I gasped aloud, covering my mouth in embarrassment.

Terror began to crowning within me. I looked behind me and the man again. I am in a rush. I should have gone away by now if I didn't stupidly messed up!

"Mm__my apology! I__ let me clean this for you!" I blurted out, and Jumped toward him before I started to wipe blood taint from his suit, however, to my misfortune, it spread further, ruining the suit more.

"Oh God, I__" Panic surged through me, as my restless hands trying desperately to remove the mess I made, he pushed my hand away.

"Leave it." His icy tone paused me, and quashed me to step back.

It is so fucking gnawing to look up in his eyes. How could I be so fucking blind to not see such a__ mountain in front of me!? I am so doomed.

I looked back at the Villa again, fearing that anyone would come out at any second and drag me inside. It's only right for me to take responsibility for his suit but I have no time for that. I need to rush no matter what!

"I really am so sorry, sir. Bb__but I need to leave now!" Just as I tried to run away, His firm grip fell upon my wounded arm.

A jolt of pain spread in my veins, and I whimpered. Perhaps, he caught the glimpse of the bloodied scarf wrapped around my hand, he immediately let go off me, but did not budge aside.

Gradually his icy glare fell upon my appearance, as his eyes slowly travelled from head to bottom.

Smudged makeup with dried tears, messy hair, dirty and tore dress, injured hand__ Great, I do look like the only survivor of tsunami. I probably am the only woman he crossed in his life looking like a pathetic joke, and as much as I would like to change this tormenting and humiliated situation, I have to leave before getting caught!

"You're hurt." His eyes narrowed at me. "Where are you running like this?" His concern seemed to sided toward me, leaving his ruined suit.

I look back again. It's quite surprising that I wasn't caught yet. Maybe, my parents were busy taking care of their preferred daughter. But the time is ticking and don't know how long I would be lucky.

The man however, is not moving at all, and I had no choice but to side-step him. Just as I past him, the door of the entrance swing open, banging off the wall, making me flinch at the sound.

"There you are!" Neil's words pierced the wind, stopping me forcefully and turned around.

"How dare you insult me in front of everyone, Bellatrix! Come right back before I force you to." Venom and disgust dripping his demeanour.

He is mad and he wouldn't let go off it easily, not at least the present Neil Ryder.

As if it was not enough, the 'piece of art' beside me cocked his perfect brow, "Bellatrix Valdez?" A hint of curiousity lingered in his icy stare, "so, you are the woman of tonight__ His fiancée."

I felt a sudden nausea hearing his words, not because there was a glint of mockery in his tone, or he reckoned me as Neil's fiancée, but the reminder of my blindness  for last five years, and that I wasted my fucking two years in a hope to form a forever connection with Neil__ Oh God, I felt so freaking pity for myself.

I looked back at Neil's evil face once before tuning to the man, "I was, but not anymore. I cancelled that fucking bullshit, and so fucking proud of it!" Speaking of my heart, I hurried my way out.

I do not care of this family and their pretentious faces, or that fucking egoistic bastard, nor anymore!

However, on my flee, I heard Neil's faint voice behind, "get off my way, brother..."

The realisation hit me quite a few seconds later__ Did Neil just call that man brother? Since when did Neil have a__ Brother?...