The Darkness Is My Light

Ch-11

LUCIANO

I'm in a club right now instead of a restaurant, and the reason is drinking without a worry in the world.

It's been three weeks ever since he screamed at me, then proceeded to ask me for dinner. And the irony is that he was the one who cancelled it two times at the last minute. I was waiting for his everyday ritual of running to my room straight after work but neither did he arrive nor texted me. The driver said he never came out of the hospital.

I thought he was working overtime but when it got late, I along with my guards started searching for him everywhere he could be- the park, cafe, his usual go to club but he was nowhere to be found. We searched the cameras in the city and finally found his location. So, here I am glaring at him, but he doesn't even notice.

I yank him out of his seat and drag him towards the door, but that fucker Noah gets in the way. I give him the look to fuck off but of course he has to be stupid too, how are they both friends? instead of running off, he glares back, "Excuse me, who are you? Leave my friend alone or I'm going to call the cops on you." This twink really thinks that would work.

Before I can respond, Nevan says, "I know him, he's here to pick me up. You should get going too Noah, it's getting late."

"His violent way did not look like he's only here to drive you home"

"Noah, he actually came to pick me up" he reassures him, " I'll text you upon reaching home. Is that okay?"

" Okay. Good night, I'll go after a few drinks." He glares at me then walks off.

I basically drag him towards the car, throw him onto the seat and slam the door. He looks hurt by my action, but I don't care about his emotions right now.

He stayed silent and bit his finger nails the entire way. As we get inside the house; I break the silence, "Don't you have anything to say to me?"

He looks at me utterly confused like I'm speaking an alien language with his fingernail still between his teeth. 

"I asked you something." I say in my firm voice ignoring his cuteness. "You don't want me to repeat myself, do you?"

"I- um... I'm sorry, I should've informed you." He murmurs

"Speak louder, do you know how much of a mess I was when you disappeared without a word? And why the hell were you not picking my calls?" 

I see a hint of anger and bravery returning in his eyes, but today we're going my way. It's much better when he's scared of me. He speaks with anger, "I was not picking your call because I did not want to, and I'm sorry I forgot about the dinner, but you don't need to show off your anger just because I couldn't make it."

"Are you seriously stupid or you pretend to be? or do you've selective hearing disorder maybe? You seem to miss the point of your disappearance; I'm frustrated because of that." I run a hand through my hair.

"What if I disappeared for a few hours? It's not like I would have been kidnapped; I'm not a baby. So, stop pretending that you care about me." he growls

"Haa.. You could've been kidnapped, not because you're a baby- that I feel sometimes you are. But because you're involved with a mafia. My enemies would do anything to stop my succession and you're their first target because you're my fucking weakness, Nevan. How could I not be worried?"

He looks at me with eyes wide open and lips apart. "I'm sorry... I - I never thought that." He smiles, "Anyways, I know it will affect your reputation if your husband gets kidnapped.  But you don't need to put it that way."

Reputation? what is he talking about? I ask him, " What way?"

"Like you're actually worried about me." He smiles and turns around to leave but I grab his hand. "What makes you think I can't be worried about you?"

He frowns, "Because there's no need for that. You're just using me for a few months."

"I -" He cuts me off before I can even say more. "Don't worry. I don't mind you using me. I'm glad to be of help." He smiles, " And I'll make up for the dinner tomorrow, promise" then he goes towards his room leaving me all alone in the hall.

He smiled? fucking smiled when I'm all worked up about him? I recover from the shock he just gave me and stride towards his room and hold the door right when he was about to close it. "Why are you here now?" He frowns.

I close the door behind me and step toward him, he steps back matching my feet, but of course it ends when he reaches the bed and falls on his back. I put my arms on both side of his body. "I'm here to do exactly what you told me, use you and discard you when the time comes." I glare at his eyes that finally shows a hint of fear.

"But you agreed to my conditions and promised you won't touch me." He says timidly

"Fuck you and your little rules. Don't you remember how you slept soundly- perfectly in my arms without any worry on our wedding night and the following ones. Hmm?" I slid my hands across his cheek, then cup his chin leaning my face closer to his, "You didn't have an issue that time, did you?"

"I did that unconsciously." He glares, "Get off me before I knock you out."

I scoff at his threat, "We both know you won't do that-" and he adds fuel to the fire by landing a punch on my face, that doesn't hurt a single bit by the way. But I'm not letting him go just like that, he needs to learn his lesson today.

[Sorry for the late update guys, I was sick plus my periods came, so it was a double shot. I would try to be regular from now. Also, so far how do y'all like the story? And can you comment or vote maybe, so that I can know if you're enjoying this.]