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William had something in his mind, he seemed in deep thought when I saw him in his office, a glass of whiskey in his hand and eyebrows scrunched up. He was planning something big, something that would be detrimental for our future together.
It was his day with Anya, he was probably trying to turn things around and whisk her away, but how could he? He knew that I would expose him, he surely wouldn't risk that. He wouldn't risk losing her forever, he would share.
I was pacing around my studio, restlessly and trying to pacify myself. Trying to reassure myself. He wouldn't, would he?
Anya's unfinished portrait laid in front of me, only her eyes were done. Hazel coloured and full of life, dreams and aspirations. It was my second non-red portrait, this was supposed to be her birthday gift but I wasn't able to concentrate on it. My anxiety was preventing me from doing that.
Before I could stress myself even more, my phone chimed with a notification. My phone only notified me if my brothers or Anya contacted me, so it caught my attention. Wiping the residual paint from my fingers, I picked it up and saw a message from Willy.
"Meet me in the Room in thirty minutes"
The Room was a depraved sex cave made by Nate, Willy seemed appreciative of it as well when he saw it. I, on the other hand would like to make love to Anya in romantic settings. Sure it was sexy but I still craved romance.
I wasn't opposed to the idea though, not really. It just seemed a little too primal for my soft and sweet Anya. But what did Willy plan? What was he going to do there?
Not giving this anymore thought, I dialed Nate's number who was probably lounging in the library. He took his time to pick up, fucker liked to test my patience so much. One of these days he would regret riling me up.
"Hello" He drawled.
"Did you get the text?" I asked without wasting time.
"I did" He replied.
"What do you think?" I asked, hesitant and slightly scared.
"Come on, you're not that dumb Connor. He wants us to fuck her. Isn't it obvious?" He said chuckling.
"No it wasn't. Plus it's William, he is probably doing something" I said
"Shut up and dont call me again" He said and laughed before hanging up.
I stared at the phone in my hand, the fucker hung up on me like I was a child. Yes, I was paranoid about this, why wouldn't I be? What if, after coming so far I was going to lose my family again? It made me anxious and slightly more psychotic than usual.
