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Chapter 14: A sweet torture

It's been two days there was no news of Xander. Aoife came to her routine while Xander was nowhere to be found.

She called Matt, but he has no news on Xander either.

Finally, Matt called Raphael Xander's elder brother.

"HAHA... I was waiting for your call." Raph answered Matt's call.

"Hello, big brother. How are you?"

"I am good. Tell me, What happened this time in between you two?"

Raph replied.

"Nothing with me this time. Where is he? I didn't see him for the last two days. Is he with you?" Matt asked.

"He is in his 'relaxing zone'. You can find him at the club. I got the call from the manager; he was there relaxing all day." Raph answered.

"Thanks, brother. I will check. Bye," Matt hung up the phone.

Great! He is in his relaxing zone.

Xander has different phases. His relaxing phase means sex and lots of sex with booze all day around. And nobody dared to stop him.

Matt rolled his eyes. Aoife asked him a few times about Xander in the last two days. Her guilt was eating her as she wanted to meet him, and here he got the news Xander in his fucking zone.

How would he take Aoife to meet him in this condition? Or how would he stop Xander not to fuck his relationship with Aoife?

He was hurt because of her; she was hurt because of him.

Making them meet with each other could be bad at this time.

But, he knew Xander. All he wanted to be clear with Aoife.

"This is going to be difficult. What should I do?" Matt talked to himself.

He called Aoife.

"Hey, I know where he is? But I would suggest it is not a good time to meet him." Matt tried to ignore the situation.

"Is it? I just wanted to say sorry. It hardly takes a minute or two. After thinking about what you said, I am feeling bad about my behavior."

Aoife requested him in a lower tone.

Matt exhaled the stress. He just wanted things to work in between them. And he knew they need to meet each other.

"Fine, get ready. I am coming to pick you. He is in his club."

He replied.

 

~Aoife~

After I finished college and my job in the library, I got a call from Matt.

He told me to get ready to meet Xander.

Honestly, since the last two days, the thought of meeting Xander gave me chills. How am I going to face him? What am I going to say to him? But when I got Matt's call, my anxiety level goes up.

What and how are the questions boomed my mind.

With all this thought, I prepared myself to meet him.

"Hi," I opened Matt's car door.

"Hop in," He replied with an answer.

"How was your day?" He replied while tightening his grip on the steering wheel.

"Normal, nothing special other than Zareena's killing wishes for me."

I smiled and answered.

"Ok, so we are going to a club. There you can meet him."

Matt said.

"You will accompany me, right?" 

"Nope, I don't want him to kill me. You wanted to meet him, you will. I will stay out." He replied in a flat voice.

We were quiet for the whole ride. How am I going to face him alone?

But Matt was correct on his point for not getting in between him and me. It would affect his friendship with him.

We reached the club.

The construction looks new, covered with flashy lights enough to attract people.

The ambiance looks nice as the cold breezing air from the mountains; the dense forest and nights give a refreshing feel.

As for parking, we need to park outside; open parking.

I step down from my car; saw lots of youngsters came to enjoy their weekend.

Confused, I thought to myself, is this the way he lives his life? Partying around? Well, I am here to get off my burden from my chest for treating him badly. Once I am done, I will be back on my way.

We headed towards the pub; it's crowded and, it is going strenuous task to find him with these flashy lights and high music.

"Come with me," Matt held my hand and diverted us in a different direction.

"Is he not in there?" I asked.

"Nope," Matt replied.

We left that building and entered the other one. 

A man, who was dressed in a suit, pulled open the door, allowing us to step inside. I looked around the grand foyer, which stood out in its traditional beauty.

There was a grand staircase on either side, leading to the second floor, and there was a statue in the middle of the large room.

In between the staircase, there was the information counter.

I could see hot chicks were waiting with a broad smile to welcome us.

Matt told me to wait in the waiting area while he entered the office.

"Wait here, I need to meet Raphael," He said.

I waited there for more than expected. Thought to roam around, I wanted to view the chandelier from the second floor. 

It was huge.

Well, where are you, Mr. Xander Baston?

Just hear me out, and I am out of here.

What are you doing, Matt? What makes you so long? 

"Can you tell me where can I find Xander?" I asked a cute brunette.

"Upstairs, north wing, second door. Be careful." She answered.

I started to walk upstairs; followed the direction.

I found myself in front of the door.

I gulped my fears, exhaled a sharp breath before knocking on the door.

I could feel the booming sound coming from the other side.

KNOCK KNOCK

I knocked twice, but nobody answered.

Without thinking, I turned the knob as the booming sound pierced my ears.

Don't lie to me

Oh, baby, I've been thinking about it

You know that I've been dreaming about it

I'm gonna teach you some French.

Headlight, hold tight (No, no, no, no)

Oh baby, you know I've been thinking about it

You know that I've been dreaming about it

 

I entered the room. It was filled with dim lights only.

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