Chapter 2

Author's POV

After bumping into Raymond and buying another cake for her Mother's Birthday, Violet left with a scowl. She left but she couldn't notice she awoke the desires of a certain billionaire who gets what he wants and now he wants her. It does matter why and how he wants her and he will get her.

“I don’t know whether it was fate which collided my path with yours but the one who will connect it is going to be me.” He mumbled, enticed to think how his fingers are going to latch with her skin.

“Whatever it is, I will continue the rest.” He smirked, licking his lip seductively. Raymond couldn't get Violet out of his head, she has intoxicated his mind, a need he wants.

‘Ah, how beautiful her fall would be…’ He was pulling close to her as if there were some strings arousing his temptation to lay his hands upon the thing he wanted.

Like a kid being stubborn to get a certain toy. His case was no different. It was a toy he would get, if he gets bored of it then so be it but he wants it. “Violet…” He smirked darkly when her name rolled on his lips.

But he can do nothing because his sister is still here. As long as she is here he can't make the girl he is obsessed with. Celine, who is unaware of the Brother's dark side, couldn't let her know how much menace resides in his heart.

“So, where are you going next?” Raymond asked casually, waiting for her departure.

“Hmm, I don’t know. France, maybe.” She shrugged, using her phone.

“I see… When?” He asked again.

“Umm.. Next week. I don’t know.” She shook her head. He hummed, leaning back and closing his eyes.

In the meantime, Raymond decided to lay his hands on what he could to get to know her before surprising her. He has every information on her, placed a little web beneath his steps. And the information pleases him the most because she didn't have a lover before. “How could this get more enticing than this?” He whispered, chuckling darkly to himself.

That means if he would be the first person who will touch her pure body, the first person to make her his. The more he thinks about it, the more thrills it gives him. He wants her, she has intoxicated his mind in one moment and now he needs her like a dru*g.

“Violet… too bad you crossed paths with me.”

And within the passing moments, a week passed by and finally Celine left, being a tourist and journalist as well she didn't stay long at her Brother's place. Knowing she is the only person he has left in his life.

She came to let him know she is here for her ignorant brother's atrocious mind which is filled with darkness as her efforts were fruitless.

"SEE YOU RAYBRO!"Celine beamed at her brother,

"See you. Take care. And if you need anything tell me." He just smiled at her.

"Okay.." She was about to leave but then hugged him. "Love you." She whispered.

"Love you too." He rubbed her back. "Now, go. And take care of yourself." He patted her head. She passed him a wide smile and left waving at him.

After she left, his blood hummed in excitement, inducing an inexplicable thrill in his mind to fathom who perfect his chattel would feel in his palm.

Little do his sister know his sinister plan. His obsession to consider a human a toy for him to possess and own.

But then again, He was made this way- arrogant, prideful... detestable...

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Violet's POV

Ever since morning I've been feeling strange sensations. They are dreadful as if sending shivers down my spine, leaving me benumb. “Are you okay, Violet?” My coworker asked, worried about my condition.

“I don’t know. I feel really.. I don’t know how to explain.. bubbly.. unsettled.” I breathed out, resting my hand on my chest.

“Is everyone okay at your home? Any tension?” She asked, putting her hand on my shoulder.

“Why would I have any? I am fine. I just don’t know…” I whispered, leaning on the wall.

“The fright and bad omen are very unusual. It tells me to run away .Strange, doesn't it?” I chuckled dryly, shaking my head.

“A bad omen? Are you sure everything is okay? Anything… threats?” She asked, vexed about my condition.

“Threat? Come on. Don’t be ridiculous.” I chuckled, shaking my head.

“I am only asking. Judging your state.” She said, checking my form.

I can't even focus on work no matter what. I just can't shake off this feeling. “I think I should go. I can’t think properly.” I said, curling my hand, freezing my hands in a fist but to no avail.

“Yeah, you should.” She nodded, willing to take over in my place.

But, I don’t understand why? I took a short leave from work. I can't work like that. My mind cannot comprehend the things around me. I think I am in a desperate need of rest or I have a fever perhaps.

“Ah.. Leave it, Violet.” I muttered and went home, shrugging my worrisome thoughts off.

“Mum-” Wait. the door is already opened? “What the-” I paused for a second. Please don’t make my persage true, I cannot deal with any stress. I entered and closed the door behind me. It must be Kenneth, my younger brother. That idiot always leaves the door open when he goes out to play.

“That idiot.”

I have told him many times to close the door but he doesn't listen. I sighed and entered and called Mother.

"Mum!I am back!!" I spoke loud enough for my voice to reach each and every corner of the house and let my mother know her daughter is here and to complain about her son who wants us to get robbed one day by leaving the door open. “Mum, I am saying this for the last time, teach your son to close the door unless-” I paused when I heard the sound of footsteps and my Mother wore slippers that didn't make a sound like this.

“Mum?” I called again, entering after taking off my coat.

My ears were expecting a warm welcome from my mother, not from a stranger.

"Welcome love. Your voice is like a melody to my ears"