Chapter 117 Did you find someone else
Kylian's POV
First, it was taking Frank from me, secondly, we barely talk and I'm thinking of breaking up with him.
I'm sure his boss bug my sister's life with calls and he just isn't learning.
Messages weren't enough, I needed to see him. Thirdly! It's babysitting Arianna.
Please, why me? Can't I have a life of my own without Arianna involved?
Who the fuck is over her life because ravyen has a lot of enemies and Ivan, oh that stupid, gold digger wouldn't pull such string...except, well he has someone backing him up.
It doesn't just end there, I'd be more like her personal bodyguard when she has almost 10 men protecting her.
Jeez, speaking of which? She'd be living with 10 men! Wow, she's such a...bitch and I'd try not to think of anything negative.
It's not really safe having such men alone, in the dark without any arousing. Argh! Away from that.
Not Arianna, she's an adult and can take care of herself. She must be a celebrity or an prominent woman who has her life on the line.
I smacked my lips, with a big frown and then yawn. I only got the message today and I've got to leave before Ravyen's call came in.
Here I was, staring at the glassy wall close to my dinning corner, holding a mug of cinnamon tea and sipping down slowly.
It was raining and gosh how I recalled kissing him in it. When he brushed my cheek mildly with his thumb.
His killer smile that gets anyone frighten but not me. He proved he could be lovable.
I tugged my free hand into my pocket, and then heaved a sigh. In a jiffy, I'd be leaving this place, where we shared memories together.
Oh how I miss Frank, please I just need to hear his voice. If he calls, then I'd go but if he doesn't, then I wouldn't.
That seems impossible because, Frank wouldn't call. I've said this numerous times if I want to go out.
He doesn't and I'd end up going out neither way. The challenge was just for fun.
I threw my gaze towards the table, and my eyes settled on my phone. How tensed I was, counting and begging the stars, even though there was none out.
However, I was being serious this time not until my phone beeps and it was Frank!
I cleared my throat, changed the tone of my phone and waited for the phone to buzz for a while before switching off.
He wouldn't call again! What a way to win my heart. He's so unimaginable.
The phone rang again and with a broad smile, I snatched it from the table and responded before he changes his mind.
"Hey, babe" he began in a low tone. I licked my lower lips and then settled down on a chair to listen to his lies or whatever he has to say.
My heart was flustered as I became breathless. I'm listening to his voice after so many days of waiting.
I didn't say a word and just let him speak out his mind.
"I'm sorry I didn't call" he began as though reading from a book or a line.
I scoffed unbelievably and then snapped my teeth.
"Apology not accepted" I teased and his loud grin was heard over the phone.
"I'm not much of a calling type but I'd learn" he pressed, explaining himself. Yeah, I understand but why doesn't he pick my calls?
"Are you cheating? Did you find someone else?" I asked with a frown while placing the mug I held on the table.
"Well, not really, just have a lot in mind" he narrates and I rolled my eyes with contempt while leaning on the chair I sat on.
It was obvious he understood the question, I was just asking that to confirm the reason why he wasn't picking my calls.
He wasn't one who shares problems but I swear, I'm ready to hear him out, to feel his pain and to be the only one he'd look up to.
Loving is hard, I guess it doesn't always work. Fuck! Why did I fall in love? It makes me sick.
It was cool playing the bad boy, fucking anyone I wanted until I found him. Maybe we should just break up, I can't keep up with him.
"It's not okay though" I responded and then he chuckled but ceased.
He tried to act funny on the phone, with so many conversations to impress me but I was just speechless.
"What about you, what have you been up to lately, I don't trust you, do you want to break up?" He furthers and I gawp on the phone.
My voice grasp in my throat as I shuddered. Is he reading my mind.
"Do you want to break up?" I repeated as I placed a doleful gaze at the mug. If he doesn't, I'd kill him.
There was silence as I could hear him sigh over the phone, as though exhausted and I knew he was thinking about something.
"I don't wanna hurt you Kylian, there's a lot you don't know about me and if you feel like you're under any pressure in dating me, you could just open up and I understand"
Wow, what a great way to start a conversation after 10 fucking days and those lines seem as though he found someone else and then wants to get rid of me.
I was joking about breaking up and that was ridiculous. I know the kind of man he was, hot in bed, occupied with fulfilling his boss duties and errand, best hitman who doesn't look like he cares for anyone.
There was silence between us as I lean forward, closer to the table to digest what he said;
"Let's break up" I sounded coldly on the phone and then he scoffed at me.
"You can't be serious Ky" he replied as though I was pulling a joke but I was being dead serious.
"It's the truth..."
"Seriously, that's not your line, you're meant to act cool, like you know say something like"
He paused and clears his throat to imitate my voice and that was weird but funny.
I held my laughter just not to be fished out. He was just trying to pull my legs but gosh, I was dramatic.
I really want to see if he loves me as he claims.
"Oh frank don't worry about it, I got you and you could share, we'd fight it together, I love you and you're the best ever"
Jeez I don't sound like that!
"Frank, it's over, just want to let you know, I found someone else"
"Okay"
That was his reply and he terminated the call. Shit! He didn't even try to persuade me.