Who's he?
Why did he do that to her?
My anger keeps coming punch after punch on the bag. How dare he touch her? She's mine then how..? I left her sleeping after a memorable night. She opened up with me for the first time not mentally but physically also. She trusted me. But I'm not strong like her. In those years how did she hold herself? I need time for myself. I can't think straight...I can't see straight. Her husband?
Coming into the bedroom my eyes fell on her wounds. Someone burned her badly but what's her mark means. She's looking so beautiful with glowing skin and a simple satisfied smile. She turned and her back was exposed. Why is she affecting me so much? Her pain, why? I can't.. coming outside I called Theo.
'Sir.'
'I need a plane ready and you're staying here for Rose. If she asks then tell her it's some... urgent work.'
'Yes Sir.'
Taking my important things, I left her asleep. Don't know when I'm going to hold her again. Time and time this is what I want to collect myself. Taking my last step outside the room I turned and looked at her last time. Her pure smile shows she's in deep dreams. Why am I doing this? How can I touch her while she is scared of me?
During the journey, our last night moments just flashed in my mind. The way her body is waving like a snake in lust makes me want her again. Her moan, her begging for more fucking break me. Why does she want me so much? This is going to end at some point. When it's over, both are going to be hurt. I thought it was just our affection for each other. It's been a long time since lust came out but now we're going to some other level.
She told me her dark secret and after watching her my heart broke into pieces. The long and burning wound on her chest. Who's that shitty person? How dare he touch her there? But what's about her back? What I saw on her back is different. There's a sign but don't know what that means? My whole heart stood when I saw her body. Fucking I'm going to kill every person who involves in this.
After a long journey, I reached my destination. My security head Neil is ready with the car. Fuck I hate paparazzi who's hiding far away from my eyes.
"Welcome, sir." Nodding, I sit in the car. God when she saw her next side empty then? She's going to hate me. But that's not what I care about. Twenty minutes later I reached my mansion. It's far away from Mexico where I lived in peace. In the past few years, I earned so much that my dream house was built far away from everyone where I can live and think peacefully. So many places I bought in which this is the best just for me and no one knows about that except dad.
"Oh my! Mr. Ronald." My favorite person is Krystal here. She's a fifty year old caretaker who handles everything in my absence. She lives here alone.
"How are you?" She greeted me with a warm hug. She understands me very well. When my mom is always busy at parties she's the one who takes care of me.
"It's been a long time. I missed my arrogant boy." Pulling back I gave her flowers. Her age is fifty but when she came on her own no one stood in front of her.
"You never forget."
"Never." She takes me inside and the warm feeling of loneliness greets me with open arms. As usually beautiful and empty. No one comes here, not even me. After taking a bath I came for dinner.
"I make your favorite food." She's my favorite.
"Wow, it looks good." So many dishes she set on the table.
"Any problem?" She serves me one by one.
"Why? Am i allowed here only in problem?"
"Sir Mr. Parker is here." Ahh... Dad, when does he know I'm here?
"Why is he outside? Take him inside." Sitting on a chair I waited for him to join me. Dad lives here and whenever I come here he meets me.
"Another plate." Krystal nodded and left.
"Dad!" He came inside with a box in his hand. I know what's inside. He came closer and ran his fingers in my hair. Wow, I still feel like a small child.
"How's my boy?" He placed a box in front of me and sat on a chair. My curiosity dies and happiness runs on my face when I find out it's my favorite donut.
"Dad, you still treat me like a child."
"Then why do you suddenly look happy after watching your favorite donuts." Krystal came with another plate and a bottle of wine.
"Hello, Mr. Parker."
"Hello, Krystal. How are you?"
"I'm fine. It's been a long time. I wish you good health. Enjoy the dinner." When she was gone, dad grabbed the whole box. Seriously?
"Dad!"
"Dinner first you little punk." I miss him.
"You're in the middle of something again?" Shit! How's he know? Yeah.. he knows when I want to be alone or I want to think.
"Dad, what happened after we came here? What happened to them?" His face immediately tense. Dad knows something.
"She's in pain. I lost my years in hate but now whenever I look at her, there's only love. I can't. There's no pain left in me. But now she's in pain. I saw it yesterday." God again in that scene. The way clothes go down and she is naked...
"I thought if she showed up, my hate would come forward, but why did I come up with love?"
"You love her more than you hate her. In those years, your desperation for her changed. You think it's your pain. Yes, it's painful, but it holds true to love." That's why I just want to be with her.
"I'm scared. Now I see her the way she was in the past. My heart keeps telling me I'm losing her again."
"That's why you run away from her because she's scared. Ronald is in pain. We always want the only person who is special to us. You left her alone?" Fuck! Now I understand how foolish I am. When she needed me, I left her.
Again
"I.."
"I can't think straight."
"Is something bothering you? Your mom.."
"Dad, there's nothing. I mean to say mom." He signs heavily.
"Don't play with her because of your mom." I know why he's bringing up Mom again.
"Dad, what if I did something wrong to her?"
"Then talk to her." She already put a line between us. I made a promise to her, but fuck how I'm going to stop myself from asking her questions?
"Did she ever tell you her father was killed by someone and her mother left her?" My hand stopped in the middle.
"Wh..what? Ho.."
"Her mother-father relationship messed up, and it directly affected Rose. Her mother left her and" He stopped immediately and looked away. Two minutes have passed, and still he's struggling to say something.
"Dad?" Wait, how does he know?
"Dad, how did you know?" His eyes and expression tell me he's hiding something. I know him very well. That means...
"Dad, I'm asking something from you." He got up.
"Ronald, just one thing. Save her enough so that no one touches her. She suffered a lot. It's time for her and you to think about the future. Don't hurt her. I don't know when you find out about her past what will happen, but I'm here." His absence left me shocked and speechless. What the hell happened to her in the past? Why am I unaware?
"Mr. Ronald." I stand.
"Sorry, but I lost my appetite." Taking a bottle of whiskey, I came into my room. Taking out every single photo of us, I lay on the bed. This is what I have now.
For the last two hours, I've been drinking and looking at every single photo of us. Mom threw all my stuff, but I stole our precious moments that tied things together. Picking up my phone, I write a message but stop. What's her first reaction after getting up? She hates me. What's happening to me?
I can't
The next day, I got up with a heavy and dizzy head. The whole garden is covered with snow. Beautiful and colorless, like emotions and feelings. For the first time, I'm feeling the world celebrating my loneliness. She never called me or messaged me. Why? Maybe she's also giving me time. Every time my phone rings, my heart starts beating fast. When I came outside Neil, my security person and bodyguard were standing, holding some papers.
"What now?"
"Sir, we're changing the security system. So I want you to sign papers."
"Theo told you." He nodded.
"Any call for me?" I asked while signing.
"Mrs. Laura.."
"Don't tell anyone." He left with papers. Wearing warm clothes, I came out for fresh air or for my work. I know some tattoo shops, and my first priority is to find out the meaning behind her tattoo.
"Sir."
"I prefer to walk today. Thank you." My driver nodded. Walking outside on the street, I found myself an ordinary person again. Today I want to know what that tattoo means on her back. I try to draw, but fuck, now I realize dropping classes is not good.
Two hours later, and I'm fucking like a dog walking on the street, asking what that shape means. But no one knows. God, I'm losing my mind. Now I'm hungry.
"Excuse me, can I have..." My words stopped after my eyes landed on the news. The pictures flash on business news channels. This is a new matter. Unbelievable paparazzi drama. Coming home as soon as possible, I turn on my phone. New email, calls—everything came like waves.
"What the fuck is this?" I called Theo.
"Sir, someone saw you with Miss Rose. When you're in the garden." Fuck, I need to be more careful.
"They take some pictures and post on social media." How can I stop myself from burning social media?
"I don't want any issues with Rose. She's not used to paparazzi. Take care of everything before it causes trouble for us."
"Sir, we're already handling social media."
"Who's behind that?"
"Sir, the same person." Ahh, fuck, I know that. He never left me alone.
"We have the video against him, right?" Last time, I prepared myself for him.
"Right sir."
"Then what are you waiting for to post on social media and destroy him?"
"Yes sir." The one and only journalist is still behind me. He never left a chance when his mouth and pen threw some shit on me. That's why I hate him, but today he crossed his limit. He posted some pictures in which Rose is all over me, and her exposed leg is shown in the picture. How dare he? Today, he's gone. Two hours later my phone rang. I know that bastard is going to call me.
'What?'
'You shi..'
'You crossed your limit today. I forgive you every time because I thought you were an irresponsible person, but today you prove how foolish you're. I told you don't mess with me, but now you mess with the girl, so I show you your place.'
'You destroy me.'
'I know the whole world is watching you now. Your popularity and honor are now in the air. Good luck for your future.'
'You're a monster.'
'Nah, I'm a devil.'