I want you
His parents are the late owners of famous business chains, but their strong point is their steel company who paved the way for them to enter several chains of business. They died. That’s all that’s been told in some of the articles. No reason and seems like it’s intentionally fabricated so that it will be private. But I already know the truth. His parents had been killed, that’s what he told me at the Lighthouse.
Surprisingly, Lulu seems to be so good at her job of undercover ‘stalking’. Because she gave me a lot of information about this. She gave me some links to articles stated by a tabloid. It was years ago when the so-called ‘rival’ of Anderson Steel Corporation and Skytouch Company; a much successful contractual company for constructions of skyscrapers, had been the talk of the town.
A steel supplier company and a contractual company for an issue of rivalry? That’s oddly to happen. For sure there’s a deep root to that. No other supporting details about that issue, many just assume that it’s just a plain rivalry. Because of fame? Money? Title? I don’t know, I’m not an expert but for me it’s just too shallow.
Anderson steel had evolved through the years. It fell into a crisis which I can’t understand because it was too technical. But according to some articles who had the same denominator, it’s the same year where the owner (Aciel’s parents) had died. Maybe it’s because of that. But years after it, it came to life again with a new name which became Metal Sky. And several years later, it became Evans Steel Corporation again.
That gave me a lot of thoughts. Contemplating the gap of years that it changed names had something to do with the rivalry. That’s one thing for sure. But how did it become Evans Steel again? That’s one thing I should know.
Due to curiosity, I searched for the Skytouch Company. It became more confusing when no results showed up. No recent news, no recent activities or more. Some logos are left but it’s like a long forgotten name now.
My mind just went into a deep exploration knowing that questions are slowly coming into pieces. There’s not much information that’s been shown in the reliable and factual resources. But when I searched it into the tabloids, the same with what Lulu had sent me, I saw a lot of conspiracies, but all the same conclusions.
The Skytouch Company fell into crisis. The successful company who conquered every victory, just vanished. That’s it. No certain reasons. No supporting details. It’s undisclosed. Like it had been kept as a top secret. And how did it all go to that? I have no idea.
”Two thousand and twelve,” I whispered to myself reading the year that it all went down for the said company. I went back to the link that Lulu had sent me, when the Steel company became the Evans’s again.
”Two thousand…” twelve.
My mind hitch. It all crumbles into a million thoughts. I harshly removed the links and deleted it all, leaving no trace. I shut my phone off and stared at the dark cove ceiling of his room.
I know Aciel is the only Evans left in his family. But of course, it’s also possible for them to have aunties and uncles. But according to Molly, he doesn’t have any cousins which means he had no relatives.
It’s just him. It’s only him that I can think of the reason why the Evans Steel became Anderson’s again. How? I need to know his weakness and for sure that matter is one. That includes his family, his everything. So that better be the solution that will possibly help me materialize my revenge.
I message Lulu about my gratitude. I didn’t even answer her question, I just told her that that would be all. I didn’t tell her that I still have a lot of investigation to do.
This won’t do. I need to let off steam. I don’t know when I exactly had this adrenaline in putting this anger into actions, all I know is just I’ve been so distracted back in Long Beach that I didn’t notice that I still have left plans to do.
I stood up and came into the narrow alley of the room, I’m not mistaken. It’s his bathroom. Touch of wood and dark marble tiles is the most noticeable. The elongated Bath tub and the towels that’s perfectly folded were the only touch of white you can see. The glass wall beside the bathtub stunned me. He bathes here with his naked body and open scenery. Wow.
I chuckled bitterly. Without any restraint, I removed my clothes and let it fall to the floor. Didn’t even bother to pick it. His reaction of going back home seeing all this mess excites me. This is what you get for adopting a prey like me.
I opened his shower and let the warm water dripped into my body. My mind is in chaos at this moment. I never knew I could feel a lot of emotions and think a lot of thoughts at the same time.
Picture of us on the light house flashed into my mind. I shut my eyes tight and let the water blind my eyes. I want to forget all he said to me.
”I’ll jump for you.”
I groaned and palmed my face and shut the shower. We’ve come this far already. I won’t let his words blind me. With a closed mind, I continued bathing myself. I used his things there. His toothbrush, his soap, his towel and let it all be a mess. Intentionally not tidying things so that it will leave a proof of me.
With wet foot steps, I trailed his walk in closet and got the first thing that I saw in there. I wore his white shirt and boyleg. It doesn't matter if I don’t have enough cloth underneath because the shirt is up to my legs.
I laid down on his bed again after all that. I watch the sky slowly turned dark as I wait for him. I didn’t notice that I slept until I heard a rustling noise. I pretended to be in a deep sleep.
I felt him walking back and forth his room. I opened my eyes slightly and saw his back walking near his bathroom. I quickly turned to the other side and let the duvet move, showing my bare legs.
And when he’s finally coming near me, I heard him.
“Holy sh- Jesus,”
I heard more silent curses from him. The side of the bed sunk and the duvet touched my legs again. I bit my lip realizing that he just fixed it. God!
To my frustration I moved again and laid on my back and slowly opened my eyes, acting as if I just woke up. Though a bit blurry, I saw his eyes fixated on me.
”You’re back,” I said.
”Yeah.” he uttered under his breath.
I tilted my head and smiled at him a little. “I’m sorry for wearing your clothes. I’m too tired to go back to my room.”
He brushed his thumb to my temple, his eyes screamed softness and gentleness that almost crushed my heart.
”You can mess with my things all you want. I’m sorry to keep you waiting.” he then kissed my temple.
I gritted my jaw feeling frustrated for some reason. Why is he not getting mad at me? I want to see him frustrated and fuming mad!
”Do you want to just rest or should we eat our dinner?” he even asked.
I didn’t answer him after his question. His smile fuels my anger more. I reached his nape, feeling his stubble.
”I want you, Aciel.” I uttered.












