Lies over Love

Chapter 2

|Aila|

“S-SANDRO?!!”

I can’t stop my heart by beating so fast. It feels like some monster is already on my way, ready to devour me at this moment, which is true because this man in front of me is already ready…. to eat me alive.

What the f**k is that term, Aila!

“Yes, the Sandro that you fooled years ago.” His voice was dry but can make my body shiver in fear and stepped closer towards me.

I pulled myself back to avoid him from coming but to my disappointment, my back already touches the headboard, meaning I have no way out to keep myself away from him.

His facial expression became as hard as stone, I didn’t know that the Sandro I know back when were 17 can be this intimidating to look at. I haven’t seen him for 9 long years, and that time changed him a lot.

His slightly curled brown hair back in Senior High is always on a clean cut. Now, I can see that combing his hair is not a must, and damn, it made him look more manly. The dim lighting of the room made it more visible to his healthy golden-brown tint skin to reveal. The shadows played with the curves of his abs that it helped them be distinguished and noticeable.

His chiseled angular facial features became more prominent and his stubbles add another point for his s*x appeal. How can this man be a perfect example of being a god-like? Maybe he’s one of Poseidon’s son, a Demi-god indeed. A turned-up nose that anyone wished they could also have, almond-like deep-set eyes that creates an illusion for his brow bone to be prominent. And of his body became more matured and muscular than we were in Senior High School.

But what got my attention the most is his tattoo near his collarbone down to his left chest up to his left bicep. An intricate stereotypical design of an anchor paired with abstract elements for its background that made it more versatile. ‘El Amor Verdadero Espera’ is also written in a calligraphy form that almost covered his chest because he paired it also with a tribal design on its background.

Shit, Aila! You’re in the middle of danger with this almost hungry monster-like Demi-god, and you still have the guts to appreciate his beauty? Shame on you!

 “Like what you see, Miss Rivas?” his voice is full of sarcasm. He continued his way to the bed. My heart is already on its highest point that at any moment, it can already be separated from my body.

“W-what do you need?” I stutter in fear and nervousness.

He reached the edge of the bed and continued undressing his trousers. Without the only piece of his clothing, which is his boxer brief, I will see that thing! The thing he’s hiding under that thin piece of cloth! Goodness!

“You know what I need, Aila Feliz” His eyes become dark and are glued to mine.

His burning eyes sent shivers to my bone. He’s doing nothing but I’m already going crazy, what more if he’s doing something, I might faint from agitation.

“I’m sorry, San—“

“I don’t need that. I want more from you.” He crawled towards me and I don’t have any choice but to bend my knees and hug it tighter to protect my body.

“Please, just let me go. If you need anything, we can talk about tomorrow morning. Just meet me at— “he’s really fond of cutting me off.

“No. I know you’ll find a way to avoid me tomorrow. I’m not that stupid, Aila.”

His voice becomes hoarse and I can already see his bulging manhood because he’s already a few inches away from me.

“O-okay. What are we going to talk?”

“Who said we’ll talk?”

Startled with what he said, I still tried to look calm even if his strong presence reigned in this room.

“S-so, what are we going to do? Play cards?” I diverted the topic by trying to joke with him.

“Should I laugh?” f**k, wrong move.

“You don’t have to if it’s not funny though.” I smiled playfully to anger him.

If I can’t move in this hell out of your bed, I’m going to annoy you until you’ll get wind up but I found his black aura face grinning like he’s going to do something strange.

“9 long years, Aila.  I can see that you are already successful. So I was really a part of the plan for you to get all of this huh?” he said mocking me.

No, Sandro. If you just know the truth, you will understand everything.

“Are you trying to insult me for what I did to you years ago?” I look at him and got insulted for what he said.

“Oh! So the great Aila Rivas is already insulted for what I said! I didn’t expect you also to have a feeling! I thought you’re just good at hurting people and not care about their sentiments!”

“Shut up, Sandro! You don’t know the entire story.”

“How will I know if you never faced me after that night? Okay, we have time now, Aila. Tell everything to me, maybe in that way I can forgive you and forget my anger towards you!”

So you are furious at me? Or worst, maybe you already killed me many times on your mind.

“N-no. I-I c-can't.” This is very hard for me. Keeping secrets just to keep a promise to a person.

“THAT’S BULLSHIT!” his voice echoed in the entire room that made me sputter.

“I can’t tell you because that’s the only way I know to keep you safe!” s**t, I gave him a hint already.

“What? What do you mean by that?” his face is full of question but I can’t really tell him about it. Not now.

I didn’t answer him and keep my eyes on the other way to avoid his stare. The shape of his eyes didn’t change, but the emotion in it did. The Marcus I loved 9 years ago is already in front of me, but I can’t touch him like I can, years ago.

Then I suddenly felt him moving his way to me. I hugged my body ever tighter, but as his chest touched my knee, I lost it.

I know in myself that even 9 years have passed but my feeling for him never changed. I tried to bury it but it even grows stronger that I can’t stop myself remembering him at any moment in my life.

“You know what? You are the only girl that I invested my time and effort back then. I can’t imagine myself loving someone while studying because my only goal was to be on top, but I believed in love because you taught me how. You made me realize that loving a person is a choice, that everything you do to the one you love must be always from you will.”

“Stop, Sandro. I don’t want to hear more from you”

But he didn’t listen and continued

“But maybe you’re great at flowery words. Fooling people must be your number one game. That moment made me realize that you could never really fully trust a person because at the end of the day, no one will save you from falling apart but yourself. People will do everything just to get what they want, and that bullshit got me!”

I was silent the whole time. My heart may break into thousands, but knowing Sandro experienced worst made it more unbearable for me.

He’s already a few inches away from me but I didn’t move a bit because I want it also to happen. Him, kissing me, forgetting the world and trying to fill up the missing piece of a puzzle he took with him when he left this place.

I closed my eyes and wait for his lips to touch mine.

Seconds passed, but none of his body parts got connected with mine. I decided to open my eyes and to my shock; I saw him gazing at me while smirking.

“Waiting for me to do something to you, Aila? Like what?…. Kissing?”

At this very moment, seeing Sandro hiding a good laugh made me want the earth to swallow me up for the embarrassment.

“Now I know; you still have something for me, right? How does it feel when someone tries to fool you? Terrible, isn’t it?” he said while showing his devilish smile.

“f**k you!” I shouted to the man who’s already out of the bed and busy getting his clothes on the floor.

“I would, but I have standards.” He said without looking at me, dressed up and after that he headed to the door, leaving me dumbfounded.

Streams of tears flowed faster than my heartbeat. Is this a punishment? Because if this is, I’m already in great pain. Everything I did in the name of love was risky, I thought I’ll save them but ended up braking them and tormented me at the same time.