My Favourite Flavour (Official Story)

Chapter 42

The already tired man ran his delicate fingers in his black soft locks when Seth entered his house after unlocking the white front door. His home sweet home, which lacked sweetness of smiles and cherishing love. Seth was rich, wealthy and powerful, but among his own company as while being the CEO of The Elite Co-operations was delighted but yet still he needed someone else to hold his heart, except the maid that he had among his big yet lonely walls that screamed royalty, to hold his soul, to make him feel lively again when he lacked true love inside his own self and now when he finds it? He won't be turning back as he made a decision to gain her at any cost. With a sigh that he sloppily dropped himself upon one of his comfy couch that his living room owned. Seth's house was big, not huge but big enough when instead of girls or anything else like that, Seth was most probably attracted to beautiful sights and landscapes as he owned another house which lied lusciously between the mountains and hills which were his true admiration. He was lively and enlightened until the tragedy that his life faced afterwards because of his parents' death and he never decided to smile again. Life snatched the most precious thing from him and he went all gloomy after that, until another person who later became his best friend and tried to turn him towards lives’ happy sceneries once again when now, once again Seth spotted another heart touching thing which was already owned by a beast and his heart broke twice but, there was this strength or what he himself didn't know about, which was the spark that her eyes held, that made Seth push forward to fight for her and his own self, to have her, that made him dive into life's most dangerous decisions which that he wanted to make by anyways.

“Mr. Elbort? Are you okay?” A woman in her thirties who stood beside him, asked out of worry when she saw the owner of the house constantly rubbing the bridge of his nose while being tensed as later that she didn't think much and quickly got a glass of water from the kitchen when she softly summoned his name for the second time while leaning a bit towards Seth with a glass filled with water this time. “Mr. Elbort?”

Her voice slightly bolted him when he accepted it after staring it for a long while and later passed her a sweet smile when she left after minutes. Seth didn't drink it rather, he stared the water that danced inside the glass after he slightly tilted it when he intensely kept on staring it for a long while as flashbacks of the girl he met just few hours ago, started hitting in.

“Please leave, Seth.”  

Her soothing voice kept on revolving his mind when he doesn't wanted to forget it nor her. He sighed and put the water-filled glass upon the side coffee table that was settled aside the couch, remained undrunk, when with a blank yet dull feeling that he stood up and walked towards his room upstairs.

“Mr. Elbort, you didn't eat!” The maid worriedly said from behind. 

“I already ate. Thank you anyway.” He lied in the most pleasant manner when his vocals were soft and the maid couldn't do anything but to believe him.

He went upstairs in his room when he turned the knob and entered the silent space with a sigh. He sluggishly landed upon his king sized comfy mattress, his bed as Seth's room was purely aesthetic when right after entering the room, he had a big wall stretched to few long centimeters at which there hung polaroids of his own childhood and his parents, along with some dim mini lights. The head of his bed had dreamcatcher hung along with some little danglers that somehow resembled with his father's favourite pair that he used to wear when Seth was a lot like his father, smart and pure, but more.....loving, but had unfortunately no one to be loved. Being lying upon the bed while being truly mindless when he tried to divert his mind towards another topic but nothing helped him as he kept on thinking about her. Her eyes. Her soft tinted cheeks that he was willing to pinch a little, soon. Her pretty delicate hands and most of all, her admirable plump lips. Her disturbance because of that (somehow revealed dress that she was wearing) made him think that she wasn't that kind of a hoe type girl as the annoyance in her behavior was evidently opposite from her will and Seth believed the fact strongly, that Marquis actually made her wear that dress when he went in a deep thought while worrying about her. He then sat up and kept on thinking while biting his lower lip slightly. Though he just met her but he was acting and madly thinking about her as if he knew her from previous days. But this wasn't true. Her behavior was too profound. Seth simply sighed and took his phone when he hurriedly dialed the number of the person that he trusted the most, willing to tell him about this all new thing that lately happened with him when he tapped his phone's screen and later held his phone near his ear. 

“Hello?”

“Hey, Seth! My friend!” Another deep manly voice joined Seth from the other side after few beeps when the guy was happy to hear him.

“Hey. Can you meet me at the same cafe, tomorrow?” Seth asked while curiously scratching the nape of his neck and added furthermore. “I wanna talk about something.”

“Yeah. Sure. Why? You can talk on the phone too.” The other voice from the either side, advised.

“The matter is hot and needs to be discussed face to face.” Seth announced while stroking his hair.

“Okay. I'll be there. But when?”

“How about afternoon?”

“Alright.” 

“Okay.”

The conversational phone calls ended as he hung up the call when Seth felt light weighed after talking to his only best friend when it felt like as if he took half of Seth's weight upon his own shoulders, by just talking with him. Seth was secretive towards others until he's comfortable with someone and with this best friend of his who was a police officer, the guy was trustable, straightforward and honest.

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In the room, which was all tensed up by sudden rage that he was holding when she still was thinking about this ruthless animal who kept on hurting her for no actual reason as he still got hold onto her forearm tightly when the blood continued to drip down from his already digging nails going deeper under her skin.

“Really? Then why he was near? Why he was leaned in!! Tell me!”

“Marq—Aaa! I'm telling the truth! Please!” She slightly screamed between the physical tortures that he was forcing on her, while also feeling the pain in her forearms as his strong muscular hands held them tightly and she couldn't get rid of it whereas her cracked up voice was another thing that filled the room.

After staring deep into her soul when his glare was looking like those stinging arrows to be left from the arch, he dug his nails even deeper in her skin when the scratch later converted to wound while affecting her skin and ripping it apart. It really looked as if he was some kind of a beast controlling himself from eating the prey early when later that Marquis harshly threw her on the bed and stomped towards the bathroom while grunting annoyingly when he shut the door afterwards, right on her face whereas, she was left quietly rubbing her bleeding forearms after crouching upon the mattress when the tears covered her whole face, dripping down continuously from her broken state as she just silently sobbed when her sobs immediately turned into crying hiccups as her shoulders raise and fell. While crying her heart out of the pain when the pain that her arms were facing, was terribly unbearable for her as that was just making her cry more and more except anything else as later that Yenail turned towards the bathroom's door and thought about his own words that he himself delivered with trueness and honesty.

“Don't be afraid. I won't hurt you.”

 

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