A Taste of Darkness

Chapter 24: The Dark Side

Julio

After my meeting with Giovanni and Matteo, I returned to my room. However, after being left alone in my thoughts, the fact that a trusted person from my inner circle decided to cross me was beginning to get to me. No matter how uncaring I could be, getting betrayed- especially by somebody you trust the most- is never a nice feeling. And knowing that this situation is likely to have undesirable consequences, that danger was most likely approaching the people I cared about the most, didn't exactly not make me slightly stressed.

It seems like I must have zoned out for a while after experiencing that, because now the stress has lead me to find myself in the last place I expected to be.

Scarlett's room.

In no way did I plan to come here or walk in here purposely, it seemed like my legs had a mind of their own and decided to carry me to her room. It wasn't my fault. I couldn't control what my body decided to do nowadays.

Which was new. And unwanted.

Before I can walk back out undetected without her knowing I ever came in here, I see her appear in front of me as she leaves her walk-in closet and enters this very room. Her eyes widen in surprise as they catch sight of me, but I can't bring myself to wholly focus on her expression due to the fact that she stands before me wearing tight leggings and a sports bra that hugs her in all the right places and shows off the tempting curves of her body. I know she can probably clearly see that I'm studying her right now, that it's obvious to the world what I'm doing, but I can't bring myself to look away.

Ever since I tasted her, it's only gotten worse.

And just like that, I can already feel the confines of my pants starting to become suffocating again.

"What are you doing here?" She questions, showing her dismissal. Her body appears to be frozen, her feet rooted in place, while her voice seems to be in the same state judging by how monotone it sounds.

The truth is, I have no idea what the fuck I'm doing in here. I didn't even know that I was in here in the first place until a couple seconds ago. Judging by how my body acts these days without my permission, it seems to know something I don't.

But instead of telling her that truth, I decide to change the topic as it is my only option right now. "There's a rat on the team," I inform her, the words making their way out of my mouth before I can register them because it is the only thing that comes to mind when I try to think of something to say in order to distract her from her previous question.

I was supposed to keep this between Giovanni, Matteo and I only.

Well, that plan backfired.

Why was I comfortable enough to tell her anyway?

"And what? You think it's me?" Scarlett assumes, an offended look on her face as she crosses her arms over her chest.

Far from it.

But I can't seem to concentrate because of the way her crossed arms accentuate her breasts.

Fuck. Stop, Snap out of it. I really need to get my act together.

"I don't," I answer, my voice coming out as so certain that it surprises even me.

"Then why are you telling me?" she asks, a mask of irritation covering her facial expression, however it doesn't appear very convincing, as if she's pretending or using it to hide something underneath.

"Just so you know. It's better if you're aware since it could be anyone," I explain briefly, coming up with an excuse. In truth, I didn't know why I told her either. Maybe it was because it was safer for her if she was aware, maybe it was because I just wanted someone to talk to and my brain strangely decided that she was the best choice, or maybe it was because of something else. Perhaps I'd never figure it out.