Betrothed

Chapter 7

The loud thunderclap rang outside the hotel when Isagi went out of the bathroom after taking a quick bath.

'So much for enjoying the beach today.' Isagi thought with a small sigh leaving his lips as he watched through the windows and see the heavy rainfall outside that he can't practically see the surroundings out there.

He inwardly hoped that the rain would stop soon and the sun would come out the next day as he didn't want to be cooped up inside the hotel doing nothing when all he wanted to do was take the opportunity to relax and bask under the sun while watching the beautiful interior of the sea in front of him.

And...

He didn't want to be cooped up inside with Reo as well.

Isagi tried to erase those earlier events from his mind. But it's like a teasing thought inside his head that appeared out of nowhere in the periphery of his consciousness randomly.

Fuck.

He needed to get a grip on himself.

So, what if Reo kissed him earlier? It wasn't like his first kiss with him anyway. They kissed in front of the goddam church during their wedding so he shouldn't act like a flustered teen damn it!

'Stop being a pathetic mess Isagi and get ahold of yourself.' His mind scoffed at him inwardly and he was tempted to shut down all the scathing remarks inside his head.

"You can do this Isagi. Just act natural and never let make a fool of yourself out there." Isagi muttered to himself as he dried his damp hair with the towel on his hand and made sure that the other towel was tied firmly on his waist as he walked towards their bedroom to search for some clothes inside their closet.

Just as he was about to enter the room, he stopped midway and quickly leaned against the wall to hide his presence as he heard the familiar voice of Reo talking over the phone.

He stole a surreptitious glance towards his direction and he seemed to be engrossed in whoever he was speaking at the other end of the line.

"When did you come back in Japan?"

He heard Reo's voice asking on the phone but he couldn't decipher the exact look that the other was sporting since his back was turned and he was facing the windows. But he can detect the tiniest edge around his voice despite his tone being deceptively casual and lax.

In those several weeks that Isagi accompanied Reo in promoting their bogus relationship to the world, he picked up on the small mannerisms that the young heir seemed to possess despite showing his default outward persona of being charming and personable to the press and people.

The slight curve of his upper lip if he found something displeasing in front of him or how his brows spoke volumes in skepticism and askance whenever he heard or seen something that he seemed doubtful of. Moreover, there's the invisible glimmer of sharp acerbity between his words hidden beneath his usual graceful act diplomacy amongst the upper stratum of the social crowd.

Reo had possessed this useful skill of hiding his expressions that shouldn't be seen on the dazzling clicks of the cameras from the paparazzi and the boisterous crowd. But for Isagi and his sharp eyes, he can see right through him sometimes when he paid his full attention on him.

'Just who was he talking into?' Isagi thought to himself. His curiosity grew inside of him.

As if his silent thoughts were heard by fate, Reo's next words made his eyes grew wide and blinked owlishly in surprise and disbelief.

"If you insist to meet up with me Nagi then fine... I'll check my calendar and get in touch with you once I'm back in Japan."

What? He still had ties with Reo? However, judging from Reo's words it seemed that it will be the first time that the two will meet up once again since it was implied that they'd get in touch with each other in person after several years had passed between the two of them.