04. You don't love her

Main Idea: Gain My trust, Seduce Me

The proposal was soon over and everyone resumed to chatting happily, congratulating the soon to be married couple, Rica and Rein. But I wasn’t buying any of it, not for a second.

Mr Rein was probably a nice guy and all but, he didn’t love her. It’s easy to tell. The damn guy proposed bluntly with a straight face. No signs of emotions could be felt or seen on his face. Yet Erica and the rest believed he actually proposed out of love.

I even wonder if he has ever loved someone in his entire life. Being a business man, the only thing he might probably love is his company. Maybe aside his mom and his all clingy sister that can’t let go of my arms no matter how hard I try to ward her off.

“Oh Eric. Maybe you and I..”

In her sad and demented mind. I can never have anything to with a girl that is all so clingy. Acting as if she and I were meant to be. I looked at her elder brother who looked at us with some mean eyes, Erica told me about. Those eyes they could only see at work whenever Mr Rein was very angry and about to cut off the head of someone that tried to mess with him or his property.

I had to take that look he gave me as a warning and just let the young clingy miss to even bite my arm off if it so pleased her, with a forced smile on my face.

“Oh Eric!” She cried again, patting her face gently against my arm. This is so frustrating.

Despite having my eyes turned away from him, for some reason, I could feel his hard stares on me. The stare might have been to warn me not to hurt his sister's feelings but I just couldn’t get it why he wasn’t looking more at his fiancé. When I slowly opened my left eye, I saw him starting at me... But this feeling he gave off wasn’t a murderous one. It was somehow chilling, refreshing, but made me nervous all the same.

Although those deepest dark eyes of his on me reminded me of those dark romance tales you only read in books and watch in movies. It still felt like his eyes were warning that “she is mine”

“Or he is mine.” My subconscious reminded me.

Flushed red in embarrassment, I pulled away from Miss Layla's grip and hurried to my room. The room Erica and I shared for 20 years now. Soon to be my very own room.

I could hear footsteps coming my way and didn’t bother to turn because I knew who it was. Then it followed by noisy creaky sound around the door that the foot made as it entered my room.

“You really were so bored by your future husband that you decided to follow me upstairs, huh?” I asked with still my back turned on her.

“What a nice thing to do a few minutes after you are engaged. I should probably help you annul the engagement. I bet the cold CEO’s heart will be broken when he finds out that you are no longer interested in marrying him. He will be dying of anger and frustration, once you tell him that you want to remain with your dearest twin brother.”

“I guess so too.” The daring, hot, sexy masculine voice echoed in my room and I stopped whatever I was doing, with wide opened eyes and impulsively turned to face him.

There he stood, a few inches away from me. How ever did he get this close? I could almost feel his breath as I could easily see how his chest rose and fell to his breathing. Took note of the broad chest of his and his quite thick stature. His coat had just a single button and his black boots slightly stepped on my sneakers.

The silence between the both of us was eerie and unpleasant, yet pleasing and demanding for more closeness between the both of us. I don’t know how but I knew for sure that my body was just reacting that way, wanting to get close and probably experience what Erica felt every time she was in this man's closest vicinity.

“So...” He chuckled and took a step back. “I get it now. It wasn’t a hunch, it was the truth. You do not like me.” He chuckled again, sitting on my bed.

The nerves, that guy!

“Am I wrong, Eric?” He asked, stressing my name and the way his lips moved as he stressed my name felt so good. I actually wanted him to do it once again but no.

“What are you doing here?” I ignored his question.

“I followed you.”

“I know you did. So what are you doing here?” I asked again and he shuddered a little.

“Why did you follow me?” I asked him and he sighed before getting up.

“I just want to tell you that I don’t have any ill intentions for your sister. She is as dear to me, just as she is to you.” I hissed to his hearing.

Pathetic liar! Was he trying to fool me with that stuff.

“Oh really. For some minutes, looking at how dry your eyes were when you looked at her, you seemed the least one to know anything about love.” I told him, watching his every moves and I could see a grit between his teeth.

Smiling I walked close to him but he wasn’t shaken at all. “Those lines. The ‘I've fallen in love with you and I'll never let you go. I love you more than anyone'. The lines of ‘If I had to choose whether to breathe or to love you, I would use my last breath to tell you that... I love you.’... Do you really think that those lines were impressive enough?” I stopped and looked at the door then back at him.

“Sorry to disappoint you, buddy. It will take more than those pick up lines from the book to get me to approve of your relationship with her.” I turned my back to walk away but he grabbed me by the hand and pinned me on the wall, with both his hands clasped on mine against the wall.

“What are you trying to imply?” I inhaled from his breath, a nice smell that almost got me drowning in it and a voice that went as deep as tingle my spines. His eyes pierced on mine, with a look of pure displeasure.

He didn’t seem to enjoy the fact that I was accusing him of being untrue back there at the dining hall.

“What are you trying to mean by what you just said now, Eric?” He glowered with a flash of anger and frustration clear in his eyes.

“What I mean is simple. You don’t love my sister. You never did.” I spat on his face and he released his grip. I know he’s bewildered that I knew he didn’t love her.

“And if you don’t love her, then why are you getting close to her. Why are you leading her on? Why are you getting married to her?” I asked him, seemingly furious because my voice was slightly raised. For some seconds he didn’t speak.

“I knew it.” I made my way outside when his voice stopped me. “You say I don’t love her. Do you even know how to love someone? I get it that you love her but have you ever tried to love someone else except for her. Maybe your aunt or dad or any other person.”

Ptssss! Tchh!

Purleeezzz! I know every detail with regards to love and I can say, I love other people as much as I love my very own Erica.

“She has done so much for me. She helped my company grow, she supported my attitude... As a PA, she was subjected to my abuse and insults, but she just took every last bit of it. She easily calmed me down and I can say she is a part of my transformation into what I am today. I want to make her happy, I want to be her happiness in return. Don’t you get it? I want to be the one that makes her smile every minute, every moment of the day. She can’t be doing it to me, all by herself, I have to...”

Before he could talk any further, I punched him hard on the face. “Idiot!” I spat.

“You still don’t love her.” This time, my voice was cool and calm.

“If you are only trying to repay her kindness with a couple of years of dating and sex, then a few more of engagement and the very sex to end up marrying her. Do you think that is love?”

“It’s simple, Rein Jackson. You are just trying to say thank you to her by making her a special woman to you, whereas she is not because your stupid ego can’t let you tell her that you are grateful for her services.”

“But if what you say is true, then you probably have some love for her.”

“So I’m giving you a chance. Prove to me that you love her. Gain my approval and support because as of now, you are nothing in my eyes but a man that just wants an eternity of ultimate sex from my sister and I won’t let it happen. Gain my trust... Seduce me!