Ryan laid on his bed, asleep, as he was tired from the day's work. The evening breeze blowing through the curtains, and the light of the orange sky peeked through.
As he slept, he brows creased, his eyes fluttered but it didn't open. His breath unevened and he was sweating. He kept tossing his head on the pillow, restless. A pinch of pain in his heart.
Soon, his eyes flung open and he gasped heavily. It wasn't a nightmare but he was feeling somehow. This weird feeling, he had never had it before. All he knew was that something would happen.
He got down from the bed and walked into the bathroom to freshen up, cooling off the heat within him.
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"Ms. Jung, can I help"Arianna asked.
"Why do you always want to help?" Zariel asked, with a smile.
"I just thought I should " she replied "It's not okay for me to sit around while you do everything. You must be tired."
"Yes, I am " Zariel said. She couldn't deny that fact. "Since you want to help, here.... take this to young master's room " she handed her a pile of his clothes.
Arianna gulped, taking the clothes from her. Why does it have to be his room?
"Thank you" Zariel grinned.
Arianna walked slowly to Ryan's room. Reaching his door, she stopped, doing nothing. Knocking became a difficult task as she had her clenched fist up in air. Just knock!
Finally, she knocked, but got no response. Again she knocked, this time harder, but no one answered. Maybe he wasn't in. Her hands went to the knob and she opened the door. Peeking inside, she realised he wasn't in. She opened the door fully and walked in, closing it gently behind her.
Now where would she drop these? Her eyes fell on his bed and she decided to drop them there. Walking towards it, she placed it gently, smoothening it.
The bathroom door creaked open and Ryan walked out, shirtless. Arianna turned and faced him, and her legs came rooted to the ground. His hair was wet and dishevelled, covering all his forehead, and water dripped from it unto his face and his body.....
"What are you doing here?" he asked, ever so coldly.
Arianna gulped "I....I came to drop these" she stuttered, pointing at the clothes. Ryan shifted his eyes from her the clothes then back at her. There was a towel among them. No wonder he didn't get too see one in the bathroom.
"Hand me that towel there " he said, pointing towards it.
Arianna took it and walked towards him, handing it over. He stared somehow coldly at her before taking it.
"Thanks" that single word was so stern. She preferred to not have heard it. Walking to the mirror, he wiped his neck, then his hair vigorously.
Arianna just stood there, her eyes on his chiselled body. It was muscular and felt strong. What would it be like to touch it?
Ryan dropped the towel. Taking the dryer, he dried his hair properly. Arianna just stared. Sometimes she would move her eyes away to avoid staring further. But in the end she would still go back to staring. Why isn't he giving her permission to leave yet?
After he dried his hair, he walked into his walk-in closet without a word. Leaving Arianna rooted to the ground.
Is he going somewhere? Should she leave now? He didn't ask her to. What if he gets angry? Jia had warned not to get him annoyed.
After a while, Ryan walked out, dressed in black. His inner shirt, his trousers, his overcoat and his shoes. Why does he like black? Those times she saw him, he was in black.
His eyes took a quick glance of her. She's still here?
"Why are you still here?" he asked
"I was waiting for you to ask me to leave" she replied, with lowered eyes.
"Oh.... I almost forgot I told you that " he said, walking to the vanity table.
So?.....
He applied oil in his hair and combed it, thus, smoothening it.
"Are you going somewhere?" Arianna asked, with every courage in her.
"Do I need your permission before I leave my own house?" his voice was stern, it could cause the latter to shudder. But she looked least affected by it.
"No, you don't " she replied. "But...why are you dressed in black? Do you like black that much?"
Ryan walked to her, leaving a little space between them "What does black symbolise?" he asked
"Death?"
"That's right" he said, leaning forward to her ear "Death....." he breathed.
Arianna gulped at the way he spoke. His voice sent chills down her spine. What does he mean by that?
"Move aside" he spoke sternly and she inched to the side. Ryan walked to the door and opened it.
"Leave if you want to" he said "Or better still...wait in here and keep me company when I return" he flashed a wicked smile and walked out, slamming the door, causing her to shudder a little. Her heart was beating so fast and chills ran down her spine. Why is he like this? His voice somehow scares her, and at the same time it soothes her. Why is she even scared of him?
Ryan walked down the stairs, heading to the door.
"Are you going somewhere, young master?" Zariel asked
"I am " he replied "When I return I need my tea up in my room"
"Okay " she said
Ryan walked out. Leaving the house by teleporting.