Chapter 2 2- Secrets

In his brother's house, he did not expect to obey orders from anyone but Darius. He glanced quickly at his brother to see him nodding. It annoyed him to even be seen doing what the jerk asked him to do.

Still, he turned and left the main party, walked down the corridor, and stopped when he saw Harold, a close friend and assistant of his, with his wife.

Harold tried to wrap his arms around Kezen, but she stood up immediately. She hasn't met David yet.

"You know what, I think it's time to get back to the party. Nice to meet you, Harold." She walked away, stopping when she saw him.

"David."

"Kezen." He stared at her from the tip of her head. She has black hair. It was thick and fell around her like a wave.

From the brief time he'd spent with her, he knew she'd wear it a lot, mostly in a bobby pin and rarely off her shoulders. Gazing at the length of her body, he saw that her black dress was more suitable for a funeral than a party, and it wasn't very flattering either. The fabric fell to her nipples and then seemed to hang from her body. Her gorgeous curves are not on display. He knew that she hadn't chosen the dress herself.

The maid who came to clean his house five times a week had chosen it for her. He made a note never to ask her to help his wife again. No wonder women make scathing comments about her behind her back. She looks gloomy and dead.

Neither of them spoke, and Kezen's gaze moved from his to the wall, then to the floor, then back to him. "I'd better go and join them," she said.

"I'll be there in a while."

She didn't stop, just nodded and continued walking.

"I think you're wrong about her," said Harold, standing up.

He stared at his friend, turning his head to one side. "How can you say that?"

"She doesn't like me near her. Do you see? She's not an easy type," Harold murmured.

"The moment you put your hand on her, I saw her move like protecting herself."

"Yes, she was kind enough to remove my hand from her thigh, too," Harold said.

"What?"

"You let me get close to her. You said no limit, go all the way if needed. I just put my hand on her lap." Harold's eyes flicked to him. "But tell me, David, if you don't care about your wife, and you want everyone to know she's a manipulative, cheating bitch, why are you clasping your hands and looking like you want to kill me knowing I touched her?"

"I don't want to kill you. Well, it's well done." David doesn't like that feeling. Kezen means nothing to him. She's a business. A woman he's imposed on. She plays the role of the innocent sister very well, But he knows the truth. She's a slut and one of Stan's greatest weaknesses. He's going to find out the truth somehow.

He hadn't forgotten that Stan had given them the keys to make his life miserable. They could kill her and start a war. It's so easy.

His brother told him he respected and valued Stan Elthen Indelcio. No war will be fought with that one. David felt that once he found out the truth about Kezen, he would get his way.

Harold approached him and patted him on the shoulder. "You've always believed this bro. I know the truth. I've known you for years and you tried to slit my throat. Fine, but maybe you need to know what you want before asking someone else to do it."

"Kezen is a slut."

"I don't think she is. If so, then I'm not the kind of guy she wants. We all know ladies take their panties off for me."

David couldn't help but look at Harold's neck, thinking how nice it would be if it was oozing with blood.

"You know that murderous rage you're feeling right now? That's not how a guy who wants to fuck other men with his wife should feel." Harold winked at him before leaving to rejoin the party.

With one hand stroking his face, he tried to collect his thoughts. Tonight is not going well.

He ran after only a few hours of sleep and was, frankly, exhausted. For the past five days, he's been chasing a damn rat that wants to trade their secrets for money and a safe life. Here's one of their science nerds, the son of a bitch who hasn't been out of town so far. The bastard has been able to make another day. He might still be after him if his brother hadn't told him he had to be here tonight.

Maybe what he needs to do is stay home and make sure his wife falls into his trap. She had proven him wrong so far, and he didn't like it.

***

For the first time since her marriage was arranged, Kezen Aslani Indelcio felt a surge of excitement. She walked across the university campus, found the garden where she usually ate lunch, and sat down on the bench.

It's been five days since she last saw her brother, but last night, he went to David's penthouse, where she was staying after the party, and told her she needed to go back to arms and self-defense school. She didn't need to be with David all the time and argued because of staying home, waiting for things to happen, and trying to find his own entertainment. It was a welcome relief to be back at this kind of school for her training.

The sun was shining brightly in the sky, forcing her to take off her cardigan, and she slid down from the tree, crossing her legs and pulling her pack between them.

Since she packed herself a few sandwiches, a bag of chips, and some fruit, she grabbed her apple, ate that first, and waited for the fun to happen but she felt bad like there were some bad things to happen-