Chapter 54 Ryan’s point of view I watched with satisfaction smeared wide on my face as Xavier disgracefully took himself up to drag straight out of the room with a solemn look in his eyes. Good riddance to that bad rubbish. As soon as I was he walked out of the door and slam the door close, I creeped down to Seb’s level to continue what was interrupted, eager to jump right back in. “Cool your nerves dude, this is my office not a hotel.” He slapped my hands off his collar and decide to give focus to his works. “I’ve always dreamt about kissing you, and now I finally get to so don’t blame me if I can’t get enough. It’s simply my dreams coming true,” I defended myself while I lowered a peck on his cheeks before I walked away from him. Truly we could hold off on the bedroom activities till we’re secluded and in our own time. I have someone outside waiting for me, and maybe Seb has work stuffs to attend to. “What do you say I come spend the night with you?” I asked him while
Chapter 55 Sebastian’s point of view If only I could turn the work of the clock around, manipulate time, and fix an ugly mistake of mine then life would have truly felt splendid like it did just now. But, right after Ryan’s departure and I was back to my solitude. I realized I acted out impulsively, and might have lost the only chance I get to have a brother forever and ever. I’d wanted to blame his death on Ryan’s family, his release was a move made by them, and they also influenced the brief terror executed by him. So it was easier to blame them than me who actually put the bullet through his skull because I’m paranoid. I was tired of getting lied to and betrayed I couldn’t see his truth and determination. This same paranoia might have costed me a good friend or employee, I still don’t know how I intend to deal with Donna. Should I get a flower with an apology note that says it’s from me? Or is that gesture too grand or romantic for the relationship between us? Oh yeah I
Chapter 56 Ryan’s point of view Who could tell that the little nap session I wanted for myself would result into a complex situation. Because what on earth is Marcy doing in an exposed lingerie that perfectly captured the essence of her curves and body. And then proceed to ask me, “Do I look good in this?” I was too stunned to speak, to answer her and try to dredge up her motive for whatever this is. She knows I’m gay right? So why does it look like she’s trying to seduce me. She geared into anger when she noticed I wouldn’t talk to her, or reply her, rather I’m just seated there with my eyes fixed on her and a pale expression on my face. “Do I look that bad? You could have at least tried to be nice.” She hissed at me and rolled her eyes. “Oh God!” She lamented as she walked over to the cushion in my room. “Is it my body? Do I need to slim down? But I’ve been on diet since birth now, seriously can you tell me what the fuck is wrong?” She flared up at me, frustration in her
Chapter 57 Sebastian’s point of view I might have buried my brother today, but I also flattened stuffs out with Ryan, and met up with my grandmother whose memories of me suddenly came back to her. I could say the gloom which started the day for me has approached a version of an ecstatic ending. It’s four in the evening already, but it’s not yet the time to call the day to an end. While I finished up with my grandmother, I took the liberty to book me and Ryan’s sister a reservation at one of the city’s coolest restaurants not far from the company, then sent her a text to meet up with me there for the date I spoke about with her. Universe so good, we arrived at the location at the same time and literally went in together to the seats booked in our names. “What would you like to have?” I asked seconds after we’re settled into our seats and flicked a glance at the menu script. “Water or wine is surely fine by me at the moment, can’t have dinner here because tradition would deman
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
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 60Sebastian’s point of view It was only fitting I give my little brother a deserving funeral, he might not deserve it, but it’s a deed that’ll preserve my humanity. I had to take him out. I’ve been taking a lot of chances, I’ve been getting tricked a lot lately and it’s enough. I badly wanted to believe him, to think that he’s telling the truth and sincerely wants to be my brother. I do, I wanted to seriously believe him. But then I’m reminded of the so much work Ryan went through to convinced me that he regrets our past and wants a future with me. He professed his false love to me on a national television, the confession was broadcasted live and all round the city. Yet it was to an end, and was never genuine like a part of me wished it would be. It was only a stunt to have me at his whim. No more mercy. No more forgiveness. No more second chances. No more getting fooled. My brother’s death was inevitable, he’s an impulsive psychopath if that’s a thing. He operates on h
Chapter 50Ryan’s point of view This is another work of Matthew Simmons. I’m sure of it, cause who on earth who else on earth find it amusing to leak private stuffs about me to the internet and put me in a constant state of discussion.It was just recent that pictures surfaced the internet about me and Seb captured in an intimate moment, not too long, barely twenty fours hours later was the news of my marriage.I was in no dark mood, I’m furious. I’ve been like that ever since I got the call to check the latest news. Though I’ve had my team on it again to find out who was the source of this new leak, as well as get rid of the news from the internet. They were already on it, but still doesn’t kill my anger. Who is Matthew Simmons? How is he stalking me effortlessly? He knows I got wedded this morning, knows I went to the club and met up with Seb. How? Just how?! Unless of course he’s getting tips from someone close to me, and who might that be if not the witch I have as a sister.
Chapter 64Ryan’s point of view I decided it was better to finish up with Marcelene first before I go on and about the rest of my day, so instead of a visit first to the hospital to check on my gramps, we rode instead to the court we’ve picked out to get us married. I already spoke with the court’s officiators beforehand, as well as our legal marriage registrar, they’re currently waiting for us to be the first they’ll attend to today. This of course sets Marcelene on a glee path to hear that I’m fulfilling my promise finally, she’s tried all she could to get me to talk to her about why I’m stuck in a gloomy mood, but I’ve only dead the attempts and kept to myself. I don’t know how I’d open my mouth to tell that the guy I’m in love with was revealed to me yesterday’s night to be the murderer of my father, and the same guy might have requested me to stay away from him. A request I agreed to because I forced myself to think it’s for his happiness. And to think I wasn’t truly going t
Chapter 63 Sebastian’s point of view No way. He betrayed me once, so he wouldn’t try it again. He wouldn’t release my psycho brother from jail just because he wanted my downfall, the same brother he knew tried to kill me and nearly had me forever on life support. I simply refuse to think he would. I was seated patiently in the darkness, he should be here in One… Two… The door creaked open, and his hand went straight to the switch. Upon giving light to the room, he met me seated right on his bed, backed up to the headboard with a small remote with just a single button on it. “Mirroring my moves I see,” he said, but I smiled back at him. “I upgraded it,” I told him before I slammed on the remote I have with me and brought down the machine mask also with me over my face. Soon enough, gas flooded out and began to smoke up the whole room. I watched him struggle to react against the gas, but soon fell victim and collapsed on the floor unconscious. It was only then I jumped do
Chapter 62Sebastian’s point of view It just goes on to prove that Ryan truly was a white snake under a white armor, he was no knight for me at all, he’s a snake and has always been. I remember the night Donna came for a sleepover at my house, when she told me about the arranged engagement. We spoke about it all night and kind of agreed that there’s no way Ryan would actually consider the arrangement. Yes at that time a part of me believed he wouldn’t do it because he said he’s in love with me, while the other part just didn’t want an old friend to get into a lifelong of unhappiness. But little did I know that I was the fool, because tell me why Ryan was captured hand in hand smiling as he secretly exit the court with his new wife beside him. I recognized the chick, it was the same girl she brought with him to the club. Why do people betray? Like I’m genuinely confused, why do you feel the need to break someone’s trust and shatter the loyalty they’ve built up for you? Is it a fun
Chapter 50Ryan’s point of view This is another work of Matthew Simmons. I’m sure of it, cause who on earth who else on earth find it amusing to leak private stuffs about me to the internet and put me in a constant state of discussion.It was just recent that pictures surfaced the internet about me and Seb captured in an intimate moment, not too long, barely twenty fours hours later was the news of my marriage.I was in no dark mood, I’m furious. I’ve been like that ever since I got the call to check the latest news. Though I’ve had my team on it again to find out who was the source of this new leak, as well as get rid of the news from the internet. They were already on it, but still doesn’t kill my anger. Who is Matthew Simmons? How is he stalking me effortlessly? He knows I got wedded this morning, knows I went to the club and met up with Seb. How? Just how?! Unless of course he’s getting tips from someone close to me, and who might that be if not the witch I have as a sister.
Chapter 60Sebastian’s point of view It was only fitting I give my little brother a deserving funeral, he might not deserve it, but it’s a deed that’ll preserve my humanity. I had to take him out. I’ve been taking a lot of chances, I’ve been getting tricked a lot lately and it’s enough. I badly wanted to believe him, to think that he’s telling the truth and sincerely wants to be my brother. I do, I wanted to seriously believe him. But then I’m reminded of the so much work Ryan went through to convinced me that he regrets our past and wants a future with me. He professed his false love to me on a national television, the confession was broadcasted live and all round the city. Yet it was to an end, and was never genuine like a part of me wished it would be. It was only a stunt to have me at his whim. No more mercy. No more forgiveness. No more second chances. No more getting fooled. My brother’s death was inevitable, he’s an impulsive psychopath if that’s a thing. He operates on h
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
Chapter 57 Sebastian’s point of view I might have buried my brother today, but I also flattened stuffs out with Ryan, and met up with my grandmother whose memories of me suddenly came back to her. I could say the gloom which started the day for me has approached a version of an ecstatic ending. It’s four in the evening already, but it’s not yet the time to call the day to an end. While I finished up with my grandmother, I took the liberty to book me and Ryan’s sister a reservation at one of the city’s coolest restaurants not far from the company, then sent her a text to meet up with me there for the date I spoke about with her. Universe so good, we arrived at the location at the same time and literally went in together to the seats booked in our names. “What would you like to have?” I asked seconds after we’re settled into our seats and flicked a glance at the menu script. “Water or wine is surely fine by me at the moment, can’t have dinner here because tradition would deman
Chapter 56 Ryan’s point of view Who could tell that the little nap session I wanted for myself would result into a complex situation. Because what on earth is Marcy doing in an exposed lingerie that perfectly captured the essence of her curves and body. And then proceed to ask me, “Do I look good in this?” I was too stunned to speak, to answer her and try to dredge up her motive for whatever this is. She knows I’m gay right? So why does it look like she’s trying to seduce me. She geared into anger when she noticed I wouldn’t talk to her, or reply her, rather I’m just seated there with my eyes fixed on her and a pale expression on my face. “Do I look that bad? You could have at least tried to be nice.” She hissed at me and rolled her eyes. “Oh God!” She lamented as she walked over to the cushion in my room. “Is it my body? Do I need to slim down? But I’ve been on diet since birth now, seriously can you tell me what the fuck is wrong?” She flared up at me, frustration in her