Chapter 25: VENOM

Every time he saw his dad making his family happy by going out of the way, he became a wild beast. He looked out every day for prey to play with it.

And every night he played with different people as a toy taking the revenge of his mother's death from every soul who was attracted to him and who didn't, he mends them by hook or by crook.

He got every one of them to his bed to torture them with his unique and dirty minds game, used their body for his ill time satisfaction.

He was still in his world thinking about his past when he heard a beautiful voice behind him.

"Hi, you must be Meng Chao! Right?"

As he turned a very beautiful face came in front of his eyes blinding him from his shine.

TANG XIAN

"Her Xian Xian...Right??

Oh, he is so beautiful, even more, beautiful than her. What must he taste like???

Oh, that mole under his lips giving me an invitation. No this is not true...God, you allowed me to hurt her. Badly...It will surely kill her every day, every hour, every minute, every second.

I need to take him to my bed. Tonight...Yes, tonight but I know he will not agree. I heard about him having a girlfriend in university. Yes, I was so happy about it when I got to know about his girlfriend for the first time.

Why would I not? It was killing my meimei into thousands of pieces every day, making me happy thousand times more but now why am I feeling more than good about it.

Yes, and when meimei will see him in the morning dead because of torture. She will die thousands of deaths every day till she is alive and that will be my revenge."

The thought process continued in his mind just to hurt his stepsister.

"Yes I am and you are Tang Xian?"

He extended his hand towards Xian and when he took his hand in his hand thousands of currents passed through his hand.

"Oh, his hands are so soft. His eyes are so deep. His lips are so enchanted. Will they be delicious enough to make me feel complete..?"

"Well, Mr Meng, should I start to show you around? Then we can start with the presentation."

"Yes of course. You don't play around the bushes. I liked it. Start then."

"This way Mr Meng..."

"How can you start your presentation without me Xian Xian?"

A sweet melodious voice came from behind, halting their steps moving forward. A voice he hated the most. A voice that broke his heart into pieces every time he heard.

"You have to take me with you Xian Xian no matter what. I am going to help you to make everything possible."

Tang Xian was looking at his good friend, a faint smile plastered around his face not like before, which looked more artificial than this.

"Why Xian? Is it really difficult for me to smile naturally like this?"

A question raised in his heart stung it hard but what could he have done. It was his fate that nobody loved him in real life, not even his mother. She left her blood and flesh to live life miserably in the hands of her enemy. How could she? But yes she did it, without any second thought.

His temperature was rising after each passing second. He tried to calm himself down but at the end of the meeting, he asked for a cigarette break. Looking at both talking and discussing everything so naturally making it hard for him to recuperate.

The desolate heart wasn't able to take the closeness of two hearts which somehow he sensed had much more contentment even when they were not beating each other.

He hated it when he saw someone truly happy from the bottom of their heart when his deserted soul was in a constant turmoil of warmth and obsessions of all things which were not his in the first place. This constant wanting also became torture for his soul.

All the therapy sessions he took for his anger management from his newly appointed therapist were showing all the ineffectiveness at its zenith.

No, nothing can help him when he sees someone happy beyond his imagination, all he wanted at that moment to snatch that delight from that face to make that person just like him...Unsatisfied, wretched, miserable beyond repair!

The only thing he learnt from all therapy sessions was that there was no such thing in this whole world that could give him contentment to the core! Still, he went for therapies, loved his therapist because she was the only person in this whole world who remained unscathed even when he was in constant touch with her. She was the only person who still lived without giving him anything in return.

Now that he was thinking about her, a cunning smile plastered around the whole face thinking about how to make her pay for it.

He started walking around the building and soon found a gazebo. The white transparent curtains were placed around it to hide the insides unsuccessfully.

It was a mess. How can he put his paintings like this in the open? How can someone stand in this for making paintings?

The 10th cigarette finished.

He searched for the next cigarette and found it was finished.

"How I finished the whole packet in 1 hour.

No, now I need more. Why???"

He threw the empty package in a gazebo. His hand travels in his hair as a reflex of his anxiety.

He turned his face towards those stupid paintings standing in rows and then a wind blew away the curtain which was trying to hide the work of his precious new toy but looking at it something held the gaze of his eyes. He was there.

Standing tall. Looking down, lost in his world, deeply engraving something in his heart and missing something or someone...

There was no smile on his face but I was damn sure he had that beautiful alluring smile...

Which will capture his heart and make it bleed. He walked near him slowly. Each step nearing his death sentence. Yes, the death sentence.

"He is my death for sure."

Meng Chao stood in front of him and his right hand reached to him. Slowly very slowly.

The touch of him put him onto the fire!

Yes, his touch made him feel heated within seconds!

It was not new for him to crave someone's touch but he was different. Different from others, so distinct that he created sparks in Meng Chao's heart, mind, body! The thing that never happened before happened when Meng Chao saw his painting for the first time!

Meng Chao felt his body on fire because of him! He felt a sharp pang in his heart like it will surely come out of his rib cage any time soon and will explode!

"He is ethereal...He will give me the pleasure I have been looking for for a long time."

Just thinking about the man in the painting made him shudder under his wings. Meng Chao felt his abdominal pain increased and he held his abdomen in rage but no it wasn't a fit of anger that he was feeling but the agony that intensified after just thinking about the painting as belonging to a person on whom he was just heeding.

"Yes rage not in pain...I wanted to kill that pain in an instant but taking this masterpiece into my hand took me more than four years..."

When he got to know that he is not just any random imagination of Tang Xian's mind but a real person who was breathing, living just like him in another country, all he felt was numbness in his heart, mind and body. He didn't even sense what was happening to him anymore. The next few days he travelled around the world behind Song Jun attending his every concert, function, event mindlessly.

He never went in front of him, never talked to him, never tried to snatch him away from everyone around him. Meng Chao just watched him from a distance to his heart content. The senseless behaviour went on for months when he got one touch of his love in Paris while returning to his room. Their paths crossed on the floor and turn Song Jun out of the blue got bumped on him. It was the first intimate touch he had of Song Jun.

Song Jun pleaded to be guilty and said his sorry but all Meng Chao heard was Song Jun's beating of the heart and he saw was that beautiful face where eyes and lips were telling him the same thing. Song Jun was feeling sorry for what happened there. Meng Chao was one more time got mesmerised by the real beauty of Song Jun who was standing in front of him without any makeup on his face.

His eyes met his beautiful hazel eyes and slowly came down from his straight nose and halted on those luscious plump lips which were moving so seductively that all he thought was how to capture those and devour on them but somehow he managed to control his lust for very first time in his life. After that, it got impossible to stay away from Song Jun.

With businesses to handle he was roaming around Song Jun whenever he gets the chance. He grabbed every opportunity to get Song Jun signed for his businesses one after another for modelling and advertising.

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