Chapter 12

It's been two days and Reece has not come around, not much to Aryan surprise.

 "I will be gone longer... DO NOT OPEN THE DOOR TO ANYONE" Aryan warned sternly. 

He has been handling everything, picking up notes for Reece and making sure no one gets to know his whereabouts, most importantly Frida Amnell and Clarkson Runs who have been combing the entire campus in search of news of their friend. 

"I won't be opening the door to anyone, don't treat me like some kid" Reece snaps pulling his duvet over his body. 

He was tired of staying home, but Shelly warned him against returning, at least not when Mark roamed around like a leeching plague. 

"I will be back soon," Aryan announced walking out of the room. Reece did not see reasons why he had to inform him of his daily activities. They were nothing to each other and he intended to keep it that way. 

Reece quickly stands up when he hears Aryan's car drive off the building. He had been more than eager to have a tour of the penthouse and now that he was much better, he couldn't keep it on hold. 

The kitchen was massive and very beautiful, and the rooms were all color-coded with the usual Gray which he has come to realize Aryan likes very much.

 Unlike homes that had family portraits and other stuff, Reece could not find any in the penthouse. It looked more like a guest house and home. 

He lazily walks over to the balcony staring out at the beauty of the city. His dream has always been to work hard and have the life he deserves. 

"How I wish I could turn back the hands of time" he sighs leaning on the railing and letting his back face the city.

 It was no secret he had always wanted to leave home, but the more time passed the more things became complicated. the memories of everything flashing before his eyes. 

Reece has always wanted to have a family to call his own, a family to go home to, but life they say isn't fair. He sighs standing up and walking off the railing back into the penthouse. 

It was cold and boring, unlike his room which had so many items he was interested in. There was not much to be done so Reece decided on taking a warm bath.

 He stayed in the bathroom for as long as he could, if Aryan was going to be out all day he might as well take advantage of the time alone and treat himself to a nice and warm spar.

 Reece could not sit still, his mind kept wandering. Frida and Clarkson must be worried, he thought but there was very little he could do. 

There has been no text from him and neither has he heard from Shelly. Reece was so caught up in his thought he didn't notice the bell sound went off. 

"oh shit. did he forget his keys?" he sighs frustrated at the thought of opening for Aryan, he felt like a housewife welcoming her husband home after a long day.

 Reece reluctantly checks the security making sure it is Aryan. he opens the door for an angry-looking Aryan who doesn't only look pissed but is in a completely new set of clothes.

 "The last time I saw you mad was on the night you had your way with me... but that's not happening today alright" Reece warned walking away. 

"Did you forget your keys? For I am no wife of yours ready to welcome you home from a long day from work" he whined walking off to the bedroom. 

Aryan was quiet which bordered Reece. Usually, the man should smile or make small comments but his quietness was worrisome.

 "What? cat got your tongue?" Reece asked, turning back and facing Aryan who had nothing but a nasty smirk playing dangerously on his lips.

 "I wish the cat got it.. but you can have it" Reece breath hitched and he quickly dashed from his side. 

"you.....Aryan?" he asked, not sure why he was suddenly so frightened. Aryan has always had a smooth voice even when angry but the man before him looked like Aryan but spoke nothing like him.

 "What's wrong, pretty boy? don't tell me you don't want me... for I want every bit of you" he says smiling dangerously covering what little space was there between them.

 Reece could feel cold sweat throughout his entire body. The man before him looked everything like Arayn but for some reason, he couldn't help but beg and pray it wasn't him. 

"You should stay away, I am not in the mood for your games" Reece summoned all courage walking away when his back roughly made contact with the hard wall.

 "You don't have a choice, pretty boy. I want you and I shall get you" Reece tried pushing him off but the man was too big for him. 

Reece watched with pain in his eyes as his body hit the soft bed and his clothes gradually took off his body one after the other.

This was what he dreaded most and here it was happening all over again. just when he had thought the devil wore white he wouldn't be so wrong. 

"Aryan, please... you can't do this. I haven't healed, I do not feel so well, please... I'm begging" Reece sobs desperately trying to cover what part of his body his little hands could.

 "The more you fight me.. the more I will hurt you" Aryan whispers, staring down at the body with a smug face. 

He loved everything about what his eyes were seeing. Reece was not only beautiful but with a body fit for a model. His pale skin and beauty captivated the eyes of Aryan. 

"He will be so pissed, but like always I do not care. Now open up and do as you're told. I do not like fighting you" Reece snarled. 

"Go ahead... but now I shall hate you for as long as breath passes through my lungs" Aryan did not like his words, but it only made him smile more. 

"That's the goal, pretty boy... I want you to hate him more than death itself. that twin brother of mine shouldn't have you... not when I can't" Reece did not have the time to react when joking eyes sounded from outside and soon the door opened. 

"Reece...Reece" a worried voice called from outside. 

"I'm here...HELP!" Reece screamed desperately underneath the man on top of him covering his mouth with both hands as they both fought. 

The door suddenly opened and there stood another Aryan, just this one dressed like the one who had left home.

"There are two of you..you have a twin?"