Chapter 2

Amid the darkroom, on the chaise lounge, a man with a charismatic aura lay peacefully with his eyes lightly closed, his distinguished feature and his sharp jawline gave him a beauty without compare. His dark hair was messy and a few drops of sweat were decorated on his knitted forehead, but it still made him look even more handsome. As moments passed his facial expressions started to change and his eyebrows knitted together more painfully, he looked like he was having a bad dream, as his fingers were tightly pressing the couch. “Gasp! Haah, Haah!” He opened his eyes with horror and stared at the ceiling, his breath was uneven and his eyes were tinted red. One could see pure pain and horror in his eyes. He lightly punched his chest that had tightened up. “Here have some water.” The doctor approached him and handed him a glass of water, and then sat back on the sofa beside him. August sat up on the couch and took the glass from the gulped it down in a go. And gazed back at the doctor who was a white-haired man, in his late 50’s. His face was serious and he wore round glasses, from where he peeked at August. “So what did you see? Did you remember something?” “Nothing! Just the same hazy memories,” he rubbed his forehead, as he felt a throbbing pain in his head. August spoke with his raspy voice, “It’s not helping me, it’s just a waste of time.” He angrily picked up his coat from the couch and got up, with an unusual expression and an irregular heart rate, When he reached the door and held onto the Doorknob to twist it open, the doctor spoke. “Are you sure you saw nothing? Or Are you trying to unsee it?” “What about Aurora? Did you not see her,” The doctor had a mischievous expression now, August had muttered that name in his sleep on the couch, August’s eyes flashed at the doctor. He had a serious expression, His glare was cold and ruthless but the doctor sat with an amused smile. “I will be of no help until you truly want to know the reason behind these dreams.” The doctor spoke in a calm voice. August glanced at him last to,e with disinterest, and left without saying another word. It was getting cold outside and August wore his coat and pushed open the glass door when he saw his secretary approached him. “Was there any progress?” Secretary asked “No,” he responded blankly. August’s reply was cold that brought chills to his secretary’s body. He didn’t ask further questions as he knew Elijah wasn’t someone to mess up with. “Tell father I am not taking the sessions anymore,” August spoke as he approached the car, he opened the door of the driver's seat and started the engine. “Where are you going, sir?” The secretary was flustered when he saw his boss driving instead of him. Being August’s secretary was not an easy job, because August’s attitude was extremely unpredictable. “To the Smith’s, they invited me for lunch,” August was about to close the door when he heard Blaze interrupt. “You mean you are going to meet Miss Aurora?” Blaze had a huge smirk on his face trying to indicate something but August’s razor-sharp gaze met him and Blaze felt like his life was about to end. “I said the Smith’s!! did I mention Aurora’s name?” His teeth were tightly clenched as if he was trying hard not to kill Blaze. When Blaze saw August’s expression getting sour at his words he suddenly backed off and closed his mouth, August breathed out and closed the door behind him, and drove off. When Blaze saw the car drift farther and farther away from him, his lips formed back into a shameless smile and he muttered, “You should have just said that you wanted to meet Miss Aurora? What’s with the sour face?” Blaze was the kind of person who liked to take risks, and for some reason, he had stayed longer with August than any other secretary.