Chapter 2 -- Disturbance
He stood in the shadows as he watched the waves thrash themselves against the rocks. Lightening struck down like a bomb filling the room with light, chasing away the darkness that surrounded him for a mere moment. His face held no emotion except for his eyes, which screamed out the pain he had endured for years. Watching the waves every move and trying to ensemble the pieces of a puzzle.
The humming of her voice soothed the anger that was deep within him. It seemed to take the pain away. What surprised him the most is that her voice changed so easily from humming soon turned into screams. Very peculiar, indeed. Not one day has passed when he wasn't haunted by her. Again concentrating on the girl's face but like always he only saw a flash of gold and silver.
"Sir, somebody is here to see you," a voice came from behind. He turned around and saw his butler standing there with a hint of impatience. Jeffrey has been in the family since he was a toddler maybe even longer. After his father's death, Jeffrey was the closest thing to him; his views and how he looked upon things were very much valued by this man.
The man gave a deep growl matching the sound of thunder, angered at being disturbed at such a time.
"It's supposed to be urgent sir," he said sighing knowing that his master was deeply annoyed. Jeffrey wanted his master to get out of the dark room where he resided most of his time. The young lad's suffering was unbearable to watch as he shifted his eyes away from him.
"You know, I don't like visitors," the man said after a long pause. His voice was filled with aggravation and a hint of fury.
"Its Mr. Crescent's lawyer and yours as well sir," the butler said, knowing that would get the man's attention. He was indeed correct as the man's perked his ears to listen more.
"What are they doing here?" he asked demanding more information, finally showing his face. His jet black hair tousling over his eyes gave him a rouge look. His once sparking eyes that resembled the ocean now had turned into a bitter color, deep cobalt. His strong jaw line was clenched together giving him a war-god like look. His kissable lips were just as enticing as the rest of his body. Strength and masculinity raged through out his body making any woman go weak on her knees.
"I guess you just have to find out for yourself," Jeffrey said and left abruptly to do his daily duties, leaving him in deep thought once again.
Letting out another groan of frustration, he turned and off he went to find his visitors. God have mercy on them, to disturb him at such hour. His footsteps were echoed loud and clear, the only sound that was made throughout the mansion. With ease he swiftly opened the door to where the visitors were seated.
"Good afternoon gentlemen, what brings you here at this hour?" he said, adding a little edge to the last bit.
"Good afternoon to you too Mr. Shields," the men said timidly fixing their coke bottle rimmed glasses. Shifting there eyes away from him, fearing the other man's wrath.
"Like I asked, what brings your presence?" he barked, absolutely annoyed for the delay of information. He sat in the chair that was opposite to Mr. Cummings and Mr. Riley.
"Yes, as you already know my client Mr. Crescent has deceased from a very tragic accident, well we have come forth with some information that is very much…umm let's just say involves you," Mr. Riley said shifting his eyes to one man to another.
"How so?" he asked incredulously. Remembering Mr. Crescent, he only saw the man a couple of times with his father. After the death of his father, he only came in to share his condolences and never to see him again.
"You see you're umm how should I put this…" he said stuttering, heightening Mr. Shield's fury.
"Out with it, I don't have the whole day to play your mind games," he said looking sharply at them.
"What he's trying to say Darien, is that your father and Mr. Crescent had an agreement," Mr. Cummings said using the other man's name for the first time during the whole conversation.
"What kind of agreement," Darien asked suspiciously at the both of them as he straightened his Armani suit.
"Your betrothal sir," Mr. Riley replied as fast as he could so Darien wouldn't be able to catch what he had said.
"MY WHAT!!" Darien yelled out angrily making the men to jump a little. Rage was the only emotion that was swimming through Darien's head.
"Well, you see Darien your father and Mr. Crescent made an agreement together that you will marry one of Mr. Crescent's daughters if anything happened to him. You will also marry one of them when they both have come of age. You can pick any one you will like," Mr. Cummings said bravely and looked straight in Darien's eyes. If looks could kill he would be murdered countless of times.
"I refuse to get married to someone I barely know and whom I don't love," Darien said with determination. He knew deep within his heart that it was likely for him to not find love, and now the only option for him was a forced marriage.
At the age of 26 Darien had lots of women in his lifetime, it was hard to even count the numbers. How pathetic that it was him to get sucked into a forced marriage whereas his parents had fallen deeply in love with each other before they took their vows.
"Well you see, knowing that you would do that, your father wrote on his will if you don't grant his last wishes than everything that belonged to you from your father, your property, mansion, business would be all taken away from you and be given to charity," Mr. Cumming said, he knew he was digging his own grave with the words that were coming out of his mouth. Darien grabbed him harshly at the collar and brought the man right next to his face only mere inches away.
"Are you threatening me," he said viciously to the man that was praying for his life.
"No, sir never my intentions, I'm just doing what I'm told," he said in a whisper.
Darien let go of the man as he was some sort of a leech, the man relieved at the thought of not being in the other man's clutches.
"Is there any way out of this," Darien said as his backside was faced towards them.
"Yes, you can file for a divorce after a year if things don't work out," Mr. Riley said trying not to face his anger like the other man had.
"Good," he said replying. How could it be any good when his world was getting turned upside down again after a moment of peace. Calmness was never his best pursuit.
"I brought the pictures of the girls, so you can look at them and make your decision," Mr. Riley said, getting no response except for a nod. He opened his briefcase and took out the photographs.
He handed a photograph to Darien. It was of a girl, looked like she was around his age but a little younger. It was quiet evident that the girl was a beauty. Her dark hair played gently against her perfect skin as her smile shone brightly as she looked at the lens. Her violet eyes captured him for a moment, they held confidence and authority, which he liked.
"Her name's Rei, she's the oldest from the two, She was fortunate for not being with Mr. Crescent on the day of the accident her sister however that's a different story. I perfectly think that Rei would be a better choice for this betrothal." he said encouraged by a smile that played on Darien's lips.
"What's wrong with the other sister?" his voice was filled with confusion.
"Her left side of the brain was injured during the accident leaving her disabled with no sense of speech. Forming words are her biggest challenge but poor dear tries everyday but only manages to say one or two things when the gods are feeling a bit merciful," Mr. Riley said as he shook his head remembering the poor girl.
"What's her name?" Darien asked feeling a bit sympathetic but still angry about his betrothal.
"Serena Crescent," he replied back.
"Do you have a photograph of her?" Darien asked.
"Yes, let me check I put it with the rest of them," Mr. Riley said scrimmaging through his worn out briefcase, but to no avail he didn't find even a single photograph of the sweet child.
"I'm sorry sir, I must have forgotten to put her picture with the rest of the other ones," he said shaking his head in disapproval.
"That's okay Mr. Riley, I've already made my decision," Darien said as his eyes lingered at the beautiful picture before him.
"Nice choice sir, Rei will indeed fulfill your requirements," Mr. Riley said shaking his head and soon Mr. Cummings shook his head in agreement.
"Thank you and I would like you two to send a word to the lady," Darien said looking at them.
"We should be going," both men stood up and shook his hand at the very good news. Soon they left, leaving Darien to stare at his future wife.
Hey I hope you guys liked this chapter!! I have soo many new ideas for this fic that I can't wait to start writing the next chapter. I wanted to do it in first person but then i thought it will be better if i did it in third person...But REVIEW!!!!! comments are always appreciated...that's what makes a good writer a better writer lol all I have to sayy is WRITE LOTS OF REVIEWS!! or noo next chapter lol :p jk its not like ur dying to read the next chappie lol i wouldnt know that if u didnt write the reviews lol well ciao for now...twinkle eyes (L)