The Deceiver's Game

Chapter 5: What's Behind

DARVIAN

It's been a week since our first breakfast together happened. That didn't happen again though, she somehow always finds a way to go somewhere so early just so she could skip breakfast with me.

Well, I did piss her off intentionally but I didn't expect that she could actually avoid me and say some things to me even when her parents are around and even near us. I heard rumors about how she always has her own decisions but I didn't expect that she is really that kind of person.

What I expected was her enduring my presence every morning just so she could have breakfast with her parents, that was how it was supposed to be considering that she's an only child and the only successor of their company. How could they talk about business and everything when she's never at home? Could it be that they avoid talking about it when I'm around? Sure, there's a lot of options for communication but I thought that they'll somehow trust me after the contract.

"You know bro, you're never in your office"

I glanced at my cousin who's comfortably sitting at the sofa with his feet crossed on the table and a coffee on his hand. Sometimes, I wish I could just throw him away so I don't need to see his face everyday. He kinda reminds me of someone with his attitude and that's my only reason why.

I also don't like his face but I won't add that on the list.

"Open your eyes then. I can sponsor you eyeglasses if that's what you need" I said without looking at him.

I'm too focused on what's on my table. And all of these are for the wedding. I want to do it as soon as possible so I can carry on my plan but that family of hers won't let it happen.

"That's not what I mean. You're usually out of your office, but when you're here, your mind is always somewhere else" he said before sipping on his cup with a slurp which added to my annoyance to him.

"I need to do some things" I replied while scanning the pictures of possible reception venue.

Nova Haven is a big city so I wasn't so surprised to know that I have lots of choices. The problem is, I don't really care about these things. All I want is the wedding. All I need is their family to be tied to my name. Everything will flow smoothly after that.

"Mhm, I forgot about your engagement. That was unexpected. I heard that you had some love in your eyes? Can I see that in person?" I glared at him but he just laughed put his cup down the table.

"What are you planning to do?" he asked after adjusting his sitting position. He put his feet down and leaned forward, resting his elbow on his knee and his chin in his palm.

I began to think of possible answers to give to him.

At first, I just want their business to go down. Well, I almost succeed once and that was years ago. I failed but never let the failure get into me as I know that I was young and inexperienced on that kind of stuff, but now is different.

I can make everything happen. I can make everyone walk in circles on the palm of my hands. That's the power I always wanted and yearned for and I have it now. I just need to carry out the plan carefully, not sparing any single detail.

"I know what happened. My parents told me about it" he seriously informed me.

It's more impossible if they didn't tell him. They expect themselves to take over the corporation when my parents died but unfortunately for them, the board didn't let that happen. They know how they run a business, everything's going to fall down when we let them handle ours. That's also surely the reason why my dad was chosen for this role instead of my uncle on their times.

Though their son is different. He never let his parents control his decision as he said that he should control his own life so he won't blame anyone in case something went wrong. Also because of that, we because close and inseparable despite of his parents opposition as they intended us to become rivals.

It was also his decision to learn things from me which made him interested in the company but not as much as wanting to own it.

Enough with my cousin, he's still annoying no matter how close we are.

That Arabella. I need that woman to fall in love with me. I know how a brain of a person like that works. Despite her having her own decisions, she's still gullible and easy to manipulate. I've done it once, I'll do it myself this time. And this time, I'll reach that success.

"Do you need me to do anything? Or you forgot that I'm still here? Hey, answer, ding ding ding"

He's not him if he isn't annoying no matter what the situation is but can I, for once, throw him out the window?

"Just shut up and leave me in peace" I answered which made him make that disgusting act of pouting.

"Take your pouting ass out my office and stay away from me for at least a day, can you do that?"

I rested my back on the chair's backrest and massaged my temple.

"You called my pretty face an ass? How could you say that to me? There's clearly something wrong with you, you know I—"

"I'll kill you if you won't leave me alone"

Then he abruptly stood up and hurriedly walked out the door leaving his unfinished coffee on the table. I know he wasn't afraid, he just know that he should leave when I want him to.

Now where are we? Ahh... the woman.

The guy I paid did it, so why can't I? I can make her fall for me and she'll let me take over their company. Once that happens, I won at one point.

Doing that will be easy. I just need to make her believe. To make her feel wanted and loved. By doing that, she'll trust me. That was how the guy did it, I don't remember his name but whatever he did, I can do better. I can break her better than him, make her beg for me to stay, make her do anything for me. And given her personality of being independent, I know she would go against her parents once she felt the love for me. And I'll make sure that it'll happen, she'll be a major piece in my little game. For now, that'll be my goal to achieve what I really wanted to do. I have lots to do and thinking of all of those things made my head ache, with all the memories flashing in my mind. The blood. The guns. Their laughter. Everything.

I can't do this. I need to get some air.

I left everything on my table as it is and walked out my office and into the elevator.

"Oh, where are you—"

"f**k off"

Xavian, my cousin, didn't open his mouth again after seeing that I'm not in good mood. But a smirk appeared after that.

"You know little couz', I don't really do f*****g when it comes to a relative but considering how close we are—"

"I'll kill you. This time, I mean it"

This is driving me crazy. I need this f*****g elevator to open before I could strangle the only close relative that I have.

I finally heard a soft ding before the the elevator door opens so I quickly walked away, keeping a nonchalant pace but still made the employees turn their heads towards my direction which I ignored and continued walking to the parking lot to get my car.

It's still early in the morning so I have lots of time to drive around just so I could get this headache and frustration away.

I drives for minutes while calming myself when I saw familiar people from outside a coffee shop, happily drinking their beverages while chatting with smiles on their faces.

Which just made me more furious.

I accelerated towards that coffee shop's parking lot and marched my way out and towards their direction.

"What a happy reunion you have here" I said which made them froze and turned their attention to me.

"Oh, hi" Arabella said with the sweetest smile on her face. I didn't know she could do that.

"What are you doing?" I said while looking at the man. The very guy from years ago.

"Catching up" he casually said which irritated me.

"You can join us if you want. After all, you're the reason why we met" I don't know if there's something behind her words but there's definitely something in her smile.

Three people. Arabella, the guy I paid for my plans years ago, and another girl. Why would they hang out with each other like some old friends?

"In case you're wondering, we are now friends" she said while the other two nodded.

"He did—"

"You're the one who did something, not him. Oh, that's in case you forgot" she said, maintaining her smile which just annoyed me causing me to grab her arm and pull her along with me away from the two other people she called friends.

And I don't even know why I did that but that's something I won't accept. All I was thinking is if she can't forgive me, she can't be close to anyone who was with me. Especially that guy.