Drowning in Memories

Two

"I found you". He whispered and kiss me again but in sensual way unlike earlier, this time I felt his longing for someone, his kisses deepen, the way how his tongue swifts inside of my mouth it feels so nice, so addicting. I found myself closing my eyes and let him devour my mouth, his hand starts to roam around my body and I just stood there, let his hand travel every part of me, I felt his hands on my peak and caress it, I moan. I am still wearing my shirt but I can still feel his huge palm in my both breast he played with it using his both hands, his kissing starts to move down to my neck and sucking my skin. What the hell I am doing? I let him touch me knowing that I have no idea who he is. This is the first time that I involve myself in too much skin ship. I felt his hand under my pajamas and touch me there. I lean my head on his shoulder and my toes start to weaken when he shoves his hand inside of my pajamas and pulls my underwear in one side then inserts his middle finger inside me. Ah. A loud moan escape from my mouth, I bite my lower lip because of the sensation, I also starts to feel sleepy, the pain and pleasure make my eyelid to fall. When I felt something is coming, I bite his shoulder, I forgot to mention that his smell makes my nerves relax too, I am breathing hard and I felt my consciousness starts to blur. All I just heard is his deep voice, that calling for someone named Lila.

Fabian's POV

"It's good to see you again Mr. Johnson." I heard my personal investigator said.

"Did you find her?" I asked and sat on my swivel chair and looked at the documents on my table.

"Yes." I drop the paper that I was holding and look at him. He is giving me weird smiles.

"Stop joking, Aaron." I sigh and fix the documents in front of me.

"Who says I'm joking my dear friend? I have been in this industry for too long." He said and this time I look at him intently and ask.

"How much?"

"five hundred thousand." He answered. I open the cabinet beside me and look for my cheque and grab a piece of it then write six digits on it.

"Give me the details. If you want more just contact me again." I said.

"That's why, I like you. Here." Then he put a black folder on my table before he took his leave. I look at her picture and memorize her address. I see so she became a writer after that incident huh. I looked at her beautiful face and smiled wickedly, I will not let myself be deceived by your face, I will make you pay for what you did to my brother.

I made sure that I did sign all of the documents before I called my secretary and to notify the board directors that I will take a vacation.

I was watching the ads that my company produces when I felt someone is tucking my pants. "Hey, mister would you buy some of this?" a young boy said and showed a bunch of flowers in front of my face. I saw how his hands shaken because of the New Years breeze. I removed my scarf and put it on his neck and my sweater gloves too. Then I took my wallet out of my suit and took a few bills and gave it to the kid. I grab the flowers on his hands. "Go, spend your new year with your family." I said and walked out. I heard the kid shout 'thank you.'

I look at the busy people of New York City, a lot of people gather in New York Time Square, couples everywhere, families wherever, then I spot someone. Anger arises inside of me. I saw her looking at the big screen, waiting for the countdown stop. All this time, we're just living in the same city. How ironic is that. The fireworks start and I am just looking at her, she covers her face with her jacket's hoodie and walks away, I follow her but people start to jump in their places, I look around and try to find her but she already disappears in the crowd. I curse when I feel someone pushed me. The man pushes me back again "what's your problem man?" he said pissed. "Get lost." I said and he punched me, the taste of iron in my mouth pissed me off, I spit it on his face before punching his ugly face. "You fucking piece of shit." "I will kill you." I keep punching his face and the people start to yell at us. The guards made their way too and separated us. I removed the guard's hand from my arm and fixed my suit. "You need to come with us sir." The guard sir. I took my card in my wallet and handed it to him. "If you want to talk to me contact my lawyer first." I saw the guard get shocked while looking at the card. "We're sorry sir for the commotion, you may now take your leave sir." He said and drag the man out of the scene. "Fuck."