Dark desires

Chapter THREE: CONTINUATION

I can feel him tensed up as my fingers find their way through his hair, for a moment I thought he was going to Push me away but I was shock when he grab my face between his arms and kissed me back . It wasn't the hot sloppy kiss I have seen couples do, it was passionate,gentle he tasted like mint with the hint of cigarettes. I gently wrapped my hands around his neck as our kiss deepens, letting his tongue enter my mouth as I suck greedily on it, for a second it feels like nothing else matters the feeling of being in ping's arms was everything I could dream of, the burden of having to keep my feelings all to myself quickly vanished.

I felt ping's hands on my shoulder as he drew his face away from mine in that instant I was out of breath, for a few seconds we just stare at each other trying to catch our breath , as we looked at each other my heart aches I know this feeling I can tell what he was thinking, ping is the type of person who is easy to read like an open book and I know how instant regret looks like on someone's face.

"I'm sorry young master, I mean nut we shouldn't be doing this" he stood up

"Why" I asked I felt like crying, my eyes were teary, I can feel my whole body shaking.

"I shouldn't have allowed you to kiss me neither should I have kissed you " that felt like a slap to my face, if the ground could open and swallow me I'd be so grateful.

"Is it because of father or is it that you just don't like me"

I never really found out about how he felt for me maybe I mistook pity for something else, I feel so stupid , I couldn't cry not Infront of him I just got up and ran upstairs, at the confort of the four corners of my room I bawl my eyes out.

It's not like I was expecting him to confess his undying love for me, I just felt that since we both had feelings for each other there was nothing wrong with exploring it and I was not expecting much from him I kissed him knowing he could possibly turn me down but it still hurts to get rejected by someone you have loved for the past 17 years of your life, it hurts so much, I buried my face in my pillow and let all my emotions flow.

The next morning I urge my father to send me early to my study aboard program, I couldn't bear to see him everywhere and not feel the pain in my chest and I know if I continue to be around him I would never get over him, so I decided to go away and heal my broken heart.

*Explanation Ends*

Having these flashbacks now it's kind of ironic, I used to think I'll never get past that stage in my life but I'm happy I got over him, don't ask me how I knew I got over him because looking at him now I don't think I felt the same way I did 17 years back.

When we arrived home I saw my father waiting outside, which was very strange he normally never welcomes me home at the door cause he'll either be in a meeting,on a business trip or I'll just like meet him in his office doing a random meeting. I guess he must have missed me, I'm going to take this positively because if I started to think why my father is waiting for me outside it might get out of hand so let's think positive.

"Welcome home young master"

all the servant at home where the line outside, I remember almost all of them, it looks like dad haven't added to his trophies of servants for quite some time now, they gave me the 90° bow while standing under this Hot sun I feel bad I hurriedly bow back, greet them, and walk quickly inside

"Welcome home son I'm so happy you are here" well if I wasn't scared before now I am something is definitely wrong

" I'm glad to be home dad I miss you all so much"

I hugged him and we went inside, not much have changed the house still looks the same, cold, devoid from any affection, it's been like that since mom left me and my oldest sister to our dad, our dad who was a workaholic at that time never cared to show us much affection, he's only thoughts where how to make more and more money, I mean working is a good thing but to the extent of ignoring your family it is definitely not. I was basically raised by my sister who was just a child herself, unwanted memories flooded my mind, I was brought back to reality when I had my father spoke to me.

"Go upstairs and have a rest we'll talk later in the evening, I made the maids prepare your room if you need anything else you can ask them"

And without saying another goodbye he raced out of the door, I'm already used to it our dad is not someone that shows affection, and he hardly cares about what we think or what we're going through but at least he gave us a roof over our heads when we were little, and we didn't have to struggle for anything, that is the only thing I'm grateful for.

"Yes sir should I bring this up to your room"

I turned to see a middle-aged man who I promise you I have seen somewhere but my brain is too fuzzy to remember his name.

" yes please"

I wanted to take a little tour around the house but I think I need to get some sleep I am so jet lagged and freaking tired so I climb up the stairs and went straight into my room

"I seem to remember you but not your name" I asked him if he was about to leave

"oh sorry my name is Mr Kenta" he said with a polite smile on his face

"oh my God Mr kenta oh my God you looks so good, i can't believe that I forgot your name, how have you been"

I can see the way his face lighten up as I remember his name

"we've been quite good" he said

kenta has been one of the oldest people in this house, he's been with my dad maybe even before I was born, basically making him my uncle.

" if that is all I will like to take my leave now young master"

"Please I've already been told you guys to stop calling me young master, just call me nut, and thank you very much for the help" I said

"I'm just doing my duty young master, I mean nut"

I smile as he tries to correct himself while going outside and closing the door, it's good to be home I lie down on my bed staring at the ceiling thinking about all the times I spend in this room till I fell asleep

I woke up later in the day, feeling a little less tired I got up and took a bath, after doing my face routine and everything I put on my face mask, Pajamas and went downstairs into the kitchen to look for some milk, I open the fridge to see that it wasn't stock for sometime now and the only milk I could find was expired, this is very strange I don't know how else to see it, how could dad not have any food in the house, at least there were a few apples there which I just took and went back on my way as I was climbing the stairs with the apple in my mouth the doors to the house just opened and walking in was my dad and a guy I have never seen he was f*****g huge and absolutely scary

what the hell is going on here ....