DEVIL IN DISGUISE

24 ➤ LIE

⇢ [Chapter 24: Lie] ˎˊ˗ ꒰

The male walked along the cobblestone bricks on the ground. The sound of his footsteps echoed as he steps more further into the darkness. It is now eight, in the evening. There aren't that many people around, but there are some cars passing through them.

Ian held his beloved in a position where both her legs and arms are loosely wrapped around Ian's waist, with [Y/N]'s head on the male's shoulder. The female was still sound asleep so Ian had to wrap his arms around her waist to ensure she won't fall.

Ian came to a halt and stood there in the entryway of the large forest. He rummaged through his pockets with one hand, searching for his phone. He turned it on by inputting the birthdate of his beloved as a password. 

He dialed the man from earlier.

"Hello? Where's the car?" Ian asked, with a stern look on his face. He looked down at the face of his beloved in admiration. "I–I'm on my way, sir, the car will be there in a few seconds," Suddenly, the sound of a car speeding was heard through the phone. Ian hummed. "Hurry it up." The male then ended the call and placed his phone back in his pocket. 

He brought his arm up again to [Y/N]'s waist and securely wrapped his arm around her as he admires his beloved. He brought his face down to the female's neck and smelled her scent. He lets out a moan and dug his face into her skin. 

Ian was about to open his mouth to leave bite marks but the sound of a vehicle honking alarmed him. Ian jolted and moved his face away from his beloved. He hastily pulled on a serious facade, continuously taking glances at [Y/N]'s face. 

He walked up to the black expensive-looking car and opened the car door with one hand. He placed the female first inside and then himself. Ian closed the car door and glared at the man through the rearview mirror. "You know the way," Ian said then turned around, hastily arranging his beloved's body into a more comfortable position. "Yes, sir." That was all the old man replied with.

The ride war pure silence. Only the music from the radio is what filled the entire car. It was a one-hour ride to get there. 

The vehicle finally came to a halt. The old man sighed before speaking, "W–we're here, sir," He informed, looking at the window, not bothering to look at Ian through the rearview mirror. "Good," Ian responded, smirking. "You can leave once I'm done with placing my [Y/N] inside." He continued. The man simply nodded, then looked at his lap in both fear and disappointment for the young man.

Ian grabbed [Y/N] bridal style after stepping out of the black vehicle. He already had a key in his hand to the modern-looking house as he walked to the entrance. The house looks clean and pretty, being somewhat outstanding and attractive, of course. There were no other houses nor buildings around here, making the house relevant. It was full of trees and basically, just grass. 

There's a stream nearby, so, I guess that counts as the only body of water near the house.

The male inserted the key inside the doorknob and twisted, resulting in a clicking sound, and the door being able to open. He twisted the doorknob then pushed the door open, granting him the decently set-upped house.

The large expensive looking house follows the color theme: black and white. And of course some gray, making it look comfortable and pleasing to the male. The house contains a large living room, a kitchen, a bathroom for downstairs, some laundry area, an empty room, most probably going to be used for pets, a basement, a large bedroom upstairs, together with a bathroom, another bedroom that looks like it's for a kid. Who knows what would happen.

Each room is large in size with its furniture looking expensive, judging by how decent looking it is. The male is the one who planned what the house would contain, together with the help of an architect. The house took a whole year to be built. He even hired more workers in order to speed up the construction.

Ian closed the main door of the house then walked up the long gray carpeted stairs with [Y/N] in his arms. The sound of the heels of his boots was muffled against the stairs as he walked up. Ian was excited. Looking forward to both him and his beloved's future.

After a long walk up the stairs and through the hallway, he reached the large master bedroom. Inside the room was a queen-sized bed, with gray colored sheets on it. There's a white carpet on the dark wooden floor, a dresser, the door which leads to the bathroom, a large television hanging against the wall, some attractive painting of beautiful scenery, and the large window, basically the size of a wall, allowing you to see the trees and stream outside.

The window was higher than their size since it is basically the size of the walls in the room. The window was covered with a white curtain. The whole bedroom looks comfortable, especially with the scent here.

There was an air freshener placed on the dresser. The fragrance was similar to how [Y/N]'s room smells like; strawberries.

And just on time, as the male has begun to place the female on the bed, she woke up. "Ian?" She groaned out. She sat up from the bed and stretched. Hearing the satisfying pop in her bones, she lets out a sigh of relief. She placed her hands back down on the bed and felt the sheets. She then realized that she is not on the boat anymore. 

"Ian? where am I?" She spots the male who sat near her on the bed. "Ah, you slept on the cushion, so I brought you here since the boat ride was finished." He lied, smiling. "Oh, I see," I breathed out, looking around the attractive room. 

"You should stay here in my house for the night since it's nine in the evening." He advised. I nodded and flopped myself down against the bed, my eyes shut close.