ENTWINED HEART desire and deceit

~Lucas~

I sat behind my desk, scrutinizing the financial reports in front of me, when the door swung open. I raised my head to see my best friend, Gavin Wellington walk in, he's the only one who comes into my company like he owns it. Always grins like he's the most handsome fella in the world, but today his usual carefree demeanor somehow felt broody.

I became alert, wondering what was disturbing him.

"What's wrong?" I asked my tone firm but laced with concern, leaning my back on the chair comfortably as I studied him. He dropped into the leather chair not far away from my desk, his eyes scanning the room before settling on me.

He let out a sigh and scrunched his aristocratic nose up, "I'm sick," he declared.

My brows furrowed, "Well, this place ain't a hospital my dear friend. Get your ass outta my office and go meet a doctor," I said and he let out a sarcastic laughter.

Of course, I knew that wasn't the main purpose of him coming here, the Gavin I know doesn't like it when I know his weakness. We are always competing with each other even though our line of business is way different, but that's why we were close.

He'd been such a hardass until he met his wife and became a weakling.

He became a pet to love which was crazy, sometimes I wish he hadn't met Bethany but then she alone was the person who could light up his world, well with the exemption of his daughter.

"I have a tumor, here in this brain of mine. Such a messed-up life, guess I might Bethany soon," he joked and I creased my brows.

"Are you just going to give up on life like that?" I challenged, feeling angry that he didn't want to fight this and give up. My gaze narrowed to the man not far away from me.

Gavin's tailored black suit and white shirt looked oddly out of place, his chiseled features normally radiant now appeared dull.

Bethany died in an accident shortly after his daughter's birth and ever since then he'd lost it. The only person making him be sane was his daughter and that's why I'm mad. Mad that he just wants to give up on life so easily without fighting the tumor.

"I need you to watch Abby for me," He requested and I lost it. I shouldn't be this mad but hearing this bastard talk about leaving this world and giving his daughter to my care must be so aggravating. I stood up from my chair and rushed at him, I held his shirt and glared at him, his blue eyes locked into mine.

All I could see was defeat.

"I could make your daughter's life hell. I can take all of your property and give her none, I could even blackmail her emotionally and make it look like she's mentally ill, is that fine with you?" I growled, trying to keep my anger in check.

He smiled.

That bastard FUCKING smiled at me.

The Gavin I know would have fought back, gotten angry at my resort and even hit me because I'd mentioned his precious daughter in this matter. Of course, he loves his daughter and when it comes to her, he is overprotective.

I gritted my teeth and let go of his shirt,