The bed was so soft, it felt like feathers that had stuffed into some clothes that was also so soft and then sealed with some love as the linen that the seal could never be broken...
As he walked away, Olivia took a glance of the dimly lit room...
Thee bed on which she sat was very big and also wide. It had enough space to accommodate about five (5) people...
Mattress was covered with a bedspread that was so soft to touch and the feel it gave would make you not want to get down from it...
The pattern on the bed was in a form of flowers...
It had lines curved and designed like branches that could be the color pink or red on an orange background...
The design of the bed stand was fit for a king...
Opposite the bed, stood a gigantic bookshelf...
'Ethan read books...?' Was the first question that pooped into Olivia's head when she saw the book shelf...
It was also filled with books...
Olivia could not make out what they were really, but she knew, amongst them were big books that would take her herself to finish in two (2) months...
Beside it was door that was slightly open also.
Olivia guessed it to be the toilet.
When she looked to the right, there was the window...or rather windows, because the window was so large, one would think that the corner where it was was specially for it...
Resting on it was another gigantic bookshelf, also filled with books.
Beside the bed, sat a drawer...
The air was filled with something sweet, it made Olivia's stomach turn...
As she studied the room, her eyes slowly went to the door of the room, and there stood Ethan, as if in deep thought...
He had already pulled off his shirt and his beanie and so therefore, was shirtless...
His back was firm and well-built...
Rigid and toned...
The contrast between his back and the darkness looked more like that of a painting.
His posture trapped Olivia's eyes on his body...
When he turned and began walking towards her, Olivia subconsciously blushed...
Her cheeks became red as she stared right at his packs...
He had eight of them...
The tight denim jeans that he wore made his waist sway.
The swaying of his waist had Olivia's mind go blank...
'Do guys waist always sway like this...?' Olivia couldn't help but ask herself, to herself.
'If yes, then why haven't I ever noticed...?'
Although he walked in her direction, the room was very big and spacious, it took him a while before he could reach half of the room.
When he did reach however, he changed the direction of his path...
When he approached her, her heart unconsciously began racing pretty fast, causing her to hold her breath unconsciously as she stared at him.
But when he changed the direction of his path, she couldn't help but frown as she felt her heart beating again, and this time, it wasn't because of the hot atmosphere, bit because she was actually feeling hot as she began to lose oxygen...
Breathing, as if panting, Olivia placed her hand on her chest to gain her normal breathing rate again.
When she was able to stabilize herself, she unconsciously turned back to look at Ethan, and to her surprise, he was glaring at her fiercely...
For a moment, Olivia couldn't take her eyes off of him and neither did Ethan as he wiggled something in between his fingers...
Ethan looked down at what was in his hands, and Olivia's eyes slowly followed.
Shooting up his eyes up at her again, Ethan again glared at Olivia.
Opening his mouth, Ethan said;
"Olivia, what was your purpose for all these?"
His question caught Olivia off-guard.
Looking up at Ethan, Olivia couldn't speak.
"What was your purpose Olivia?" Ethan asked again.
"Because obviously, you never liked the fact that I was always with Temi, so you decided to cause a division, and...!"
Ethan suddenly went silent as he slowly leaned against the wall.
Staring into space, Ethan slowly said;
"And I foolishly fell for it...!"
Lowering his head, he stared at what was wrapped up around his fingers for a while...
After a while, Ethan asked;
"I believe you wanted me all for yourself, am I right...?"
Olivia subconsciously nodded.
Reaching out his hand to the side, he unwrapped what was intertwined with his fingers onto the drawer as he made for the bed...
"What I wasn't able to give to Temi, I'm gon' to give you...!" Ethan firmly said in a slow voice as he looked down at the jewel he had carefully placed down.
"And what she wasn't allowed to enjoy...I'm gon' cause you to hate...all the days of your life!" Ethan said.
Olivia's eyes bulged.
"Uh, Ethan...?" Olivia called.
"Are...are...are you okay...?" She asked.
Ethan nodded.
"Very okay...!" He replied slowly as he looked up at her.
Swallowing hard as Olivia gathered up the courage to ask;
"Th...The...Then, wh..wha...what are you talking 'bout? What do you mean by what Temi didn't...?"
"You'll see...!" Ethan's reply came fast as he stepped forward and walked in the direction of the bed.
Olivia subconsciously moved back.
Smiling, Ethan said;
"Awww, Olivia, are you scared? Don't be frightened, alright?" Raising his hand, he reached for her head and gently patted it.
"Since you weren't scared of planning against a friend, then you shouldn't be scared of what would come to you!" Ethan said.
When he raised his hand, Olivia gasped as she raised her hand up to block him, but...
"Don't!"
Ethan's voice was firm.
Just that word, had Olivia's body shake, and immobile.
After he was done caressing her head, which took less that a minute, he brought his hand back down to his side.
Looking down at Olivia, he smiled.
His smile was so wicked, Olivia could barely look at it.
When Ethan cautioned Olivia, her body jumped and her hand came back down, but her eyes still stared up at the face of the person that had commanded her with such authority.
'Is this the same Ethan I knew, and know...?' Olivia asked herself.
'Or this another person that has possessed his body...?' At the thought that, Olivia's eyes bulged as she slowly lowered her head.
When she felt he was done with her hair, she decided to look up at him, also to find him looking at her with a wicked smile on his handsome face.
Swallowing slowly, Olivia opened her mouth to say something, but, either the words couldn't form, or...the smile on his face trapped the words form coming out back into her mouth.
So, she decided to lower her eyes and head back down again, slowly, resulting in her staring at the bed sheet.
Trailing his eyes over her body, something plump caught his eyes...
But shaking his head, he didn't want to...
Looking at her one last time, and her plump side, Ethan got out of the bed, Olivia sharply raised her head and looked at him, thanking God, that he hadn't done anything yet...
But the direction he was headed, made her pause in her thanksgiving...
Walking away from the bed, Ethan headed for the same drawer he stood beside earlier on...
Bending a little bit, he opened it.
Olivia's eyes bulged out when she saw what he had taken out.
"Ethan, you drink...?" The words flew out of Olivia's mouth faster than her brain could realize itself.
When Ethan slowly turned his head I'm her direction, she still stared at him for a bit for realizing what she had said.
When she discovered herself, she gasped as she raised her hand to her mouth, covering it.
Narrowing his eyes at her, he turned back to searching for something in the drawer, totally ignoring what was asked.
When he turned away, Olivia slowly raised her second hand to tightly seal her mouth.
After some time, she brought them back down.
After getting what he had been looking for, he pushed the drawer back to a close and got up slowly and began walking back towards the bed.
Olivia saw his hand move towards the top of the drawer.
"Ethan, when did you become a bad boy?" Olivia asked.
With a firm face, Ethan responded;
"I thought you loved bad boys, it's no mystery!"
Jumping onto the bed, Ethan smiled.
"Besides, I need some energy for what we're gonna be doing...!" He said.
Olivia's eyes shot out of her sockets.
"Doing? What are we both gonna be doing?" She asked.
Ethan only looked at her, without responding to her question.
Turning his attention back to the items he brought, he began uncorking the long but slender wine bottle.
Olivia tilted her head as she looked at the bottle.
It didn't look like what she was expecting or anticipated.
'...Be careful, looks may be deceiving...Don't judge a bottle by it's design...!' A voice told her.
Shaking her head, she watched as Ethan drank the whole bottle dry, gulping down all of it's contents.
'Wait a minute...!' Olivia's brows furrowed.
'That...This isn't just any type of wine...it...it's an alcoholic wine...!'
Olivia got worried.
"Ethan that wine is alcoholic...dint take too much, you'll hurt yourself!" Olivia cried out as she placed her hand on his arm to stop him, but...
"Get your hands off me...!" Ethan said.
"Since when did you care about me hurting myself?" He asked.
"Since the time I met you...!" Olivia muttered.
Ethan heard her words but didn't say anything, instead he kept on gulping down the contents of the bottle.
Soon the bottle got empty.
Jumping out of the bed, he went to his drawer for another one.
Getting into the bed, he again drank the bottle dry, and then...lit a cigarette.
The smoke of the match lighting up caused Olivia's stomach to churn as she began coughing.