I was arranging the house, cleaning it till it was dust free. With nothing to occupy y mind, I've tried cleaning to ease all of my stress.
I was about to drink a glass of water when my phone rings, I answered the call.
"Uncle Garett! How have you been?" I said plainly surprised.
"Well, just wanted to check up on you, besides, I have something to say to Nolan. Can you give the phone to him?"
"What? Nolan's back?!" I answered, shock was evident in my face.
He's back? But I didn't even know that he's here already. Why didn't he called? I've been waiting for his arrival and now that he's already here, why didn't he even notified me?
Do you really hate me that much Nolan? I couldn't help but ask myself.
"-ri, Eiri!"
"Yes!"
"Oh, I thought you hanged up. Anyways, Nolan is back. Can you tell him to open the email I just sent, I would be grateful if you did"
How can I do that when I'm not sure whether he would talk to me?
"Its fine Uncle Garett, and....I-I have something to tell for him too"
After saying my goodbyes, I immediately prepared myself to go to his company. There are two places where he goes after his trip. It can be his family' house, or the company, either of the two will be the answer.
"Iris? Is your brother home?"
"No he's not, isn't he in the company?"
Looks like I'm the only one oblivious about his arrival.
"He didn't tell you that he already arrived"
After being silent, Iris already erupted and spout some vulgarities in her pretty mouth.
"That F*cker! I should just roast him to death! How can he do this to your good and gentle self! Don;t worry, I'll be there with you to the company! I swear I'm gonna kill him and-"
"Iris! There's no need to!"
"Really?" Her tone is suspicious but I answered nonetheless.
"Yes, I'm sure. I'll talk to you later, goodbye Iris"
........
Here I am, looking at another part of him that I can't even unraveled after years of being with him. How could he, a man who have everything, possibly give me one of his parts, showed me another part of him?
Who am I to him anyways?
"Mrs. Cohen, wh-what are you doing here? I mean uhh.....what can I help you with?" One of the employees said.
She must have known me, and now I'm being the center of attention. I could hear their murmurs, after experiencing the scandal a few days ago, I am finally aware of the people's eyes and ears for me.
"I-I wanted to talk to-to Nolan" I said, still fidgeting towards their blatant staring.
"Is that so Mrs. Cohen? But I'm afraid Mr. Cohen is still in a meeting, why don't we wait at the lounge room then?"
I answered her with a nod, still afraid that my voice would become squeaky from nervousness.
In the lounge room, it looks like a straight out first class room from a 6 star hotel. White and black themed walls, simple and minimalist designs giving off a smart look. There are a long glass table and a modernized sofa as well as some vases filled with flowers.
"I'll tell Mr. Cohen about your visit, would you like something? Coffee, tea and water?"
"Just a glass of water, thank you"
After receiving a glass of water, she already left me. I sat on the couch, trying to come up with words but all I could get was a sheet of blank paper. There's nothing I could form.
Waiting seems to tired me out, and before I knew it, I'm already off to dreamland.
I could hear someone's breathing next to mine, something warm on my hands, it was big and rough. Opening my eyes, I could see the contours of his face. His long black lashes, and now, his angelic face which is only seen when he is asleep.
"Nolan"
Oops, my throat was a bit sore, that didn't came out like those movie stars saying good morning towards their male leads. I was just like a frog croaking towards him. With that thought, my eyes welled up in tears and before I knew it, Nolan was awaken by my cries.
"Whats wrong?" His words were slow, tempting and dark, like those in the movies.
"Why can't it be like those in the movies?!" I cried, still wiping down the snot on my nose.
"What?" He said, shock and unbelief was seen on his face.
"Nothing, why didn't you tell me that you've arrive here already?" Still angry, I snap out on him.
"First you were crying, now you're angry? Women, I couldn't really understand them" Hands on his head, his eyes was looking downwards at me, creating a tempting sight.
Snap out of it! You're supposed to be angry! Remember the pain he put you through and the call?!
The call!
"You! How dare you che-"
His warm lips descended on my mouth, a mix of menthol and the clear taste of water with a hint of sweetness. He devoured me, gave me no option but to drink on his sight, his hands and his scent. I was drowning by his passion, drunk by his callouses and kisses.
With nothing to hold onto, I could only cling at his body, still kissing me with his forceful tongue. After pushing him successfully, or should I say after he pushed himself off of me, my lips tingled, my mouth tastes like him.
"Wh...What was th-that?" I said, still clinging from the weakness of my legs.
"Took you long enough to ask"
With a smirk, he locked his lips with mine and once again, I drowned myself, sink underneath his arms and trapped myself with his body.
The pain is only starting, but if I could be with him despite the endless pain, forget the memories of my sorrow and leave with just him, I would gladly let myself be devoured.
I just hope I wouldn't regret it.