LOGINHer Pov:
Where are we even going?? We have already crossed the city border. What's going on?!!! The car pulled over near the sea beach. What are we even doing here?
I looked at Mr Edward, and his face was not giving anything, especially with sunglasses. We walked through the beach. Thank god I wore Snickers today.
We reached the sea.
He gets on the boat near the shore and stretches his hand toward me.
" Get on."
Um... I take his hand, and he holds my hand. Just as I am about to get on; the boat shakes badly, and I end up putting my arm around his neck for the 2nd time in a row. Definitely because of my weight, it shook. I m freaking 53 kgs!!!
" Sorry, sir."
" It's ok," he replied with. Wait, is that a smirk on his face???! He helped me stand straight, and then we headed towards the unknown.
What's happening is he gonna dump me in the sea? I don't even know. After almost 15 minutes, we got close to a huge ship. He helped me to get up on the ship first, and then he got on it.
Getting on it took me a few moments to realise.
"Oh my, it's a fucking cruise!!!!"
I said it out in a loud voice even before I realised it, and after I realised it, my face went purple. Mr Edwards's lips twitched a little.
" Um, sir, are we going to have the party in here.?? Change of the venue?" I said to get away from the embarrassment.
"Yes, the 70th anniversary of our company will be held here."
Owh my !!!! Lia, you are such a drama queen and what you were thinking all the way. You seriously need to stop watching those crime documentaries it might help you stop overthinking.
" And also, you call me Edward in here outside of the office. I am not your sir in here. " He said this by cutting me off from thoughts.
" But we are here for work purposes, so I .." I was cut off by him in the middle.
" Edward only. Raising one eyebrow, he added, " You want this job, right?"
Hell yeah.. " Um, fine, Edward." I let out an awkward smile " It feels odd to call you by your name."
" You will get used to it eventually,", he said to me. Um, I guess..
On the left of the day, I helped around the cruise, arranging lights and this and that. While I was working around I felt his eyes linger on me more than usual.
But I choose to ignore it anyway. Maybe he's inspecting my work I mumbled to myself. So I need to work more attentively I don't want to be kicked out tomorrow. But the more I worked with passion, the more I felt his eyes piercing on me.
It was almost lunchtime, and we were all called for lunch at the diner of the ship. He was sitting alone, and I was going to sit with one of the managing team's employees when he called me and told me to sit with him.
At first, I hesitated, but then I took a seat with him. He serves me fried rice with barbecue sauce, one of my favourite combo foods.
" Woah they have these in here !!!"
He just hummed. As I started to fist right on it, he kept silently watching me. He was having some salad I guess.
" Um, sir, I mean Edward, the salad isn't good?"
" No, It's good".
" But you look dozed off."
" The company is better". I almost choked on my food.. Is he flirting with me.. No, no, not any more overthinking. I just hummed. And we didn't have any more conversation at the lunch table.
The work was almost over. It was almost 6 pm. When Lara, an employee from the managing team, came and told me to go and check the lights that were holding low from the railing of the ship.
I went there to check on it, and almost all of the lights were on, but the railing ones were not. Thinking of what's happening, I bend over the railing to see if it is not working cause it's wet or something.
And someone pushed me from behind. I swear I felt someone pushing me off. Screaming at the top of my lungs, I fell over. I tried to save myself by hanging and holding the railing. But I slipped and fell in the sea.
I didn't see anyone while falling guess they ran away just after pushing me. I started to panic and struggle in the water to breathe a little while screaming at the top of my lungs cause I didn't know how to swim.
I saw Edward running towards the railing and taking off his shirt, and without another thought, he jumped off into the water.
I was almost drowning, I guess, when I felt a hand on my waist and another hand on the back of my neck, pulling me to a wall of muscles. I hugged him tightly while locking my both legs crossed on his waist. I was holding him while he carried me along with him and climbed up to the ship.
Landing me harshly on my steps he suddenly looked like he was just about to snap.
" WHAT THE FUCK YOU WERE DOING NEAR THE RAILING LIA???! ARE YOU FUCKING CRAZY!!! HUHH?? YOU WANNA DIE THAT MUCH!!! FUCKING ANSWER ME!!!!!"
While I was feeling cold due to being in the cold water I was getting shivers because of him. He looked so scary.
" I...I am so sorry I was just checking the lights. While I felt-"
"Fucking stop it, Lia.. WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF I DIDN'T REACH ON TIME?? DIDN'T YOU KNOW THAT YOU DON'T KNOW HOW TO FUCKING SWIM????"
" I am sorry". I felt my tears would burst come out.
He stalked away from me in his room while I went back to another cabin and changed myself into dry clothes. After a while, I heard a knock.
" Who?"
" It's Me, Edward". I opened the door and let him come in. After a moment of silence, he asked me if I was OK. I said I was when I certainly was not. He kept his hand on my arm, and I couldn't stop my tears anymore.
" Sir I am sorry I didn't know how this happened. I don't know how I always find myself in danger." I sobbed.
"Hushh! It's OK. I love danger, sweetheart. It's all good!"
I just managed to hum.
"OK, you take a rest.. Why don't you stay here tonight, and we can continue to have the event tomorrow, and after the event, you can leave for your home."
" No sir, I don't have any party or any sort of clothes to wear. I need to go home." I said.
" You don't need to worry about that."
I still was going to deny it, but his determined grey eyes stopped me. "It should be fine, I guess. "
"Okay, take a rest," with that he left. And I slept .. I guess I heard some knocking on the door, so I woke up, and gosh, it was 11 pm at midnight. I slept around 7 pm the evening. I opened the door it was a waiter with dinner delivery. It had a note on it.
Get well soon, Lia.
Edward.
I didn't notice first but is he calling me Lia now?! A smile formed on my face. I had dinner and dozed off to sleep again.
It was around 3 am. I got up and went to the bathroom and couldn't sleep anymore, so I got out of my room and sat on the bench of the open area of the ship. I looked at the dark, calm sea.
It looks a lot like Edward Knight. A Dark, calm, and deep person. But just like the sea, he can also have his hot waves just like the one he had beforehand.
" What are you thinking ?"
I almost jerked away in shock. It's Edward. He's standing behind me.
" Um nothing much", I replied.
Humming he took a seat beside me. He looked at me with a lot of intensity in his eyes but didn't say anything.
He wasn't saying anything so I tried"You didn't sleep?"
" "I had work to do." I nodded. His voice sounds deeper than usual if that's even possible.
"Why are you suddenly calling me Lia?"
The question slipped out of my mouth.
" You are calling me Edward it's only fair for me to call you Lia, right?"
I just nodded hesitantly. We were sitting there, watching the beautiful sky, and he was only watching me.
Not being able to ignore more, I asked him, " Are you still angry with me?" He shook his head in response.
" Then why are you watching me like this??" He lets out a breath.
" You look like the fireworks of my dream." With that, he got up and headed off to his cabin, leaving me there as confused as ever.
Her Pov:The basement.. Leading to the hell itself. The basement where I first saw Edward killing a man! Why... Why is he taking me to there. What is he planning to do with me! Oh god! I can't even look at his face as he is giving me his back. My struggles turn frantic as I try to pull, push, claw at his backāpunching, hitting, doing anything my shaking body can manageābut nothing stops him. He drags me toward the basement door as if I weigh nothing. When he opens it, the cold air spills out first, and the sight of the stairs leading down that hallway hits me like a punch. I know what waits there. I know too well.I latch onto the handrail with my free hand as if my life depends on itābecause it does. My breath shudders as I look at Edward with pure horror. His back is to me for a second, but when he turns, his eyes⦠God. They turn void. Emotionless. Empty in a way that shouldnāt be human. The grey looks almost deadāso hollow they hold no life, no mercy, nothing.His face is carved w
Her Pov:Heās going to kill me.The thought slams into my chest so hard I almost choke on it. My vision blurs as an unexpected urge to cry rushes up my throat, desperate and childishāas if tears could save me. Every instinct in me screams to run, to hide, to vanish before he decides Iām not worth the effort. Cold fear crawls beneath my skin like ants made of ice, prickling every nerve. Goosebumps rise on my arms, my heartbeat hammering against my ribs so violently it hurts. Edwardās gazeāsharp, penetrating, downright murderousālocks onto me, and my hands begin to tremble uncontrollably. I can feel sweat gathering along my hairline despite the chill in the room, a betraying sheen of panic I canāt wipe away.For a single, agonizing heartbeat, he studies me. Consumes me. Strips me bare without lifting a finger.Thenāhe looks away.He pulls out his phone, eyes dropping to the screen as though I am no longer worth his attention, no longer the target heās about to devour. And that tiny mot
Her Pov:"After all... I'm not you."The words slip out like a prayer. Or maybe a curse.Either way, I know he hears them. Very slowly, he turns around as his cold gaze falls on me. āYou are not me.ā He repeats it slowly, each word falling heavier than the last as he stalks toward me with that quiet, deliberate stride that always makes my pulse stutter. Saying my breathing hitched would be an understatement. It doesnāt matter how hard I pretend to be braveāevery time he closes in on me, every time his cold, dissecting gaze traps mine, something inside me curls in on itself.And now, with Rafaelās card hidden under my bra, the fear claws deeper, twisting painfully in my chest.He steps into my space until the air feels too tight to inhale. Towering over me, he studies my face with that unsettling patience of his, his gaze moving slowly, intentionally, like heās peeling back every layer I have. His wildflower scent surrounds me, betraying how close he is, but the heat of his stare bur
Her Pov:Edwardāhalf-hidden in the dim glow of the hallway, his expression unreadable, but his presence impossible to ignore. His eyes, cold and unrelenting, found mine in an instant, locking me in place as though the air between us had thickened. It didnāt matter how far apart we were or how many people moved through the space between usāwhen he looked at me like that, it was as if nothing and no one else existed.There was no warmth in his stare, only controlālike he was reminding me, without a single word, that he still held the reins. I tried to appear unaffected, to hold his gaze without flinching, but deep down, I could feel itāthat familiar pull, like an invisible chain tightening around my ribs. No matter how far I ran or how hard I tried to untangle myself, he always found a way to draw me back in.I turn away, finishing the last sip of my drink, its bitter aftertaste clinging to my tongue like the weight of everything Iām about to do. I need to breathe. I need space. Most
Her Pov:The game has already begun.I feel it in the air-heavy with unsaid threats and unshed blood. The kind of silence that precedes storms, the kind that hides sharp teeth behind glass smiles. I stand quietly, drink in hand, letting my eyes drift across the room, not to admire, but to hunt.If I want to break free of Edward, I'll need more than courage.I'll need power.And not just any power. I'll need someone who can rattle him-someone who can force the devil to look twice.Not many men have ever managed that. But I know that if I want even a sliver of control, I'll need to find the one who can stand tall in Edward's shadow and not flinch.I sip from my glass, letting the burn settle in my throat as I scan the room.And then-"Funny... I find you alone again."The voice coils behind me, smooth and deliberate. I turn with measured ease, eyes meeting Rafael Morozgov's.Of course.He leans against the bar like he belongs everywhere and nowhere at once. The kind of man who doesn't c
Her Pov:He walks away, expecting me to trail after himābut I donāt move. His game, his rules? Not anymore. He can keep thinking heās in control, but Iām done playing along. This time, Iām setting the rulesāand he wonāt see me coming.I returned to the hall, my heels echoing against the marble floor as I made my way back to the barāthe same place I stood before everything started to unravel.I order a drink, not because I need it, but because I need something to ground me. Something to keep my hands busy as I turn around and lean against the counter, my eyes sweeping over the room.The atmosphere is thickāoppressive, electric. Power hums through the air like a storm waiting to break. The people here aren't just rich or well-dressedāthey're dangerous. You can see it in their posture, feel it in their eyes.Every single one of them is the kind of person you donāt look at twice if you want to keep breathing. Their presence doesnāt just command respectāit demands fear. You donāt even nee







