Mr Dark Desires. Possessives

Girl With Burns (1)

Juan stared intently at Carlos in front of him, Juan's face was still the same, not showing any emotion, but it was his cold eyes that showed how much Juan was trying to dampen the emotions inside him.

"What do you want to talk about?" Even the tone of voice that Juan used was able to make Carlos feel that the temperature in the room suddenly dropped dramatically.

"No, I'm just asking," Carlos waved his hand as naturally as possible, trying not to look panicked. "You've been looking for it for the past ten years, I just want to ask; has there been any progress?"

For the past four months, Juan has avoided this topic.

Although Juan hasn't given up on finding the girl, ten years is a long time for someone to find the girl he only met once.

Without any leads except for a burn on the girl's left hip.

"Nothing" replied Juan grimly.

Although this man can make a noise in the stock market and make his enemies who are in the dark tremble in fear, but there is one thing he really wants, unfortunately Juan can not get.

Namely; find the girl with a burn on her left hip.

"What would you do if you found him?" Carlos swallows the lettuce leaf from the fork, "Marry her?"

This is a joke for Carlos for Juan.

Who would have thought that a famous banker like Juan and a leader of a dark syndicate who had sin more than the demons in this hell, turned out to have a sweet side as well.

First love, not the right word for a demon like Juan, may be the word that represents what Juan feels for the girl; obsession.

Juan was obsessed with the girl, he was obsessed with finding her.

It could be that what happened to Juan was; when someone could get everything easily, then they started going crazy in search of something that was impossible to find, he said, as if to challenge themselves that there is indeed nothing they cannot do.

And in Juan's case, Carlos thought so.

"Of course not" Juan looked at Carlos with a frown, to him the word 'marriage' was a foreign word.

"Then, what are you looking for?" Carlos had guessed that Juan's answer would be like this.

Juan's answer was really short and uncomplicated. "Because I want to find her."

"What will you do when you find him?" Carlos is still hunting for Juab's answer to this. Without Carlos realizing it, he held his breath as he waited for how Juan would respond.

"I'll get him by my side..." Juan put down his cutlery and stood up, "forever." His welcome before he finally stepped away leaving Carlos stunned.

Carlos doesn't know what to do now.

He shouldn't have lied by saying that he killed Ayana.

After all, there was something Carlos had to confirm to the girl before her feelings calmed down.

***

The day's meeting went on as usual, nothing horrendous except the news of the four important people in the Emerald Company, he was found murdered at a wild party in a town miles away from T.

Of course, all that was arranged by Juan. Routines like this began to be boring for him, his biological life did not experience any improvement, unless he became increasingly bored with Cassandra.

Juan continued to feel empty and uninterested in anything, except his ten-year quest that had not yielded any results.

Only this case alone makes him a little excited about living his business routine and his dark life.

Like the boring nights they always go through, they also plan to spend this night drunk or clutching paid women with hoops that make many men bend their knees.

Or, the slightly stressful thing they would do was to finish off anyone who dared to oppose them.

"Rome home" replied Carlos briefly as he waved his hand at Juan and got into the latest sports car in white. Favorite color.

Carlos left Juan who is still confused by this attitude, because not usually Carlos will go home at this hour.

After all, what would he do in his big, empty apartment?

Or does he have some women he keeps there?

Juan did not think about it any further, as he got into his own car and let the driver who drove him to his destination.

Somewhere that will give momentary pleasure to the devil in this human guise.

***

Carlos drove his car at full speed across the deserted main road.

The car brake only works after he arrives at an elite apartment building that is only owned by certain people.

This is where Carlos lives, a place he rarely goes to unless necessary.

He stepped inside the elevator in the basement that would take him straight to his apartment on the eleventh floor.

Carlos has asked his confidants to smuggle Ayana's still unconscious body from Juan's house into his apartment.

When Carlos arrived, he went straight to his room, where he asked Ayana to be put.

When he saw the girl on the bed, he involuntarily cursed himself.

How not? Carlos had indeed left Ayana naked, but Sam, Carlos' right hand, really only brought Ayana by wrapping her body using white sheets that were still covered in blood. Ayana's own blood.

And let the girl lie down just like a lump of lifeless body.

"Damn!" Carlos hurriedly approached Ayana and checked whether this girl was alive or not, seeing how pale she was, Carlos hesitated that she was still alive.

Placing his hand under Ayana's nose, Carlos examined her short, sharp breath. A little relieved because it turns out Ayana is still alive.

Quickly, Carlos called the Doctor he knew and told him to come immediately.

"Don't..." Ayana was still shriveling in delirium as she felt Carlos hand touching her body with the intention of ridding her of blood and sweat.

Carlos' forehead is wrinkled.

Did Ayana suffer that way? Was what he did to her last night too brutal for her?

Maybe, yeah. But, before this Carlos never cared. For him, Ayana was lucky enough that Carlos didn't shoot him in the head this morning.

Had it not been for Carlos wanting to confirm the scar, Ayana would have been dead by now.

Ignoring the small amount of pity that arose, Carlos paid no attention to Ayana's moaning as she dressed her own clothes to him.

At least this way, Ayana will look a little more decent.