His heart couldn't stop fluttering. He wanted it to be a beautiful lie. He wanted to escape from those feelings. Carlyx couldn't take it that how he painted a girl that he wanted to forget. After realizing this beautiful fact , a river of shivers ran through his spine.
The girl that he painted was non other than Hazel. When he was exploring his thoughts for painting, he decided to paint a girl who is smiling but Hazel's face appeared again and again in his mind. He shrugged his thoughts continuously but that girl seems stubborn she won't stop coming.
He continued painting and the beautiful end of his hard work was Hazel. Hazel might not only be the beautiful end of his painting but she might be the one to end his gloomy life. Who knows.
He was lost in his thoughts reasoning his depiction of a beautiful girl. He was wandering standing there about he should forget that girl.
"I can't understand myself, what's all this?" he thought to himself.
He was lost in the mist of his thoughts. It seemed something new and exciting to him but he was escaping those feelings. He was snapped back from his thoughts by Aaron's call.
Aaron: " Hey bud get ready by seven, and I wanted to ask where should I book our private room for dinner?"
Carlyx: "We should try some street food today what do you think?"
Aaron: " Are you any how out of your senses? You are saying we should roam on streets with our bodyguards like it is something extremely normal and no one will think we are suspicious! You are freaking me bud have you drunk anyhow?And on the top the spies will have already been sent to stalk us by now?"
Carlyx: " That's what I want , I want them to come behind us, and when the moment will be suitable I will get one of their men and tell them to be ready for the death they have called for. You know this game will be no fun without at least a single warning!"
Aaron: " But you know we will need to be more careful, and as you say let's make the game more fun and fair. Be ready then we will be going to Maxwell Street."
Carlyx: "Okay, see you then."
Carlyx hung up on his phone. After some time of staring at the pleasing work of art he took that painting in his hands and took steps towards his bedroom. He held the painting carefully like something very precious and delicate is present in his hands. As he entered his room he searched for the suitable place to put his painting at. The size of the canvas was 8×8 so it wouldn't fit on a rack. He placed the painting on the side table beside his bed.
He spared a glance at the painting and paced his steps towards the bathroom to get ready for going out with Aaron because it was already 6:15 now. He soon took a shower . He went to his spacious and luxurious wardrobe to decide the outfit. He wanted to look casual so he took out a black button up half sleeves shirt from the big cupboard along blue skinny jeans. He put on his clothes after drying his hair with a hair dryer. He made his hair perfectly like a gentleman. He took out a pair of white sneakers from a shoe shelf made of glass that was present beside the big cupboard.
He was ready to go out on the so called dinner but actually a mission. He tricked Aaron into doing a mission when they were supposed to have rest and dinner, the clever Carlyx can't back off. But the clever Carlyx did not know who was waiting for him at the Maxwell Street.