Morning sunlight filtered through the curtains of the safe house, its faint rays adding a hint of warmth to the otherwise oppressive atmosphere in the room. Yet, this fragile peace could not dispel the invisible barrier between the two of them.Kaelan sat by the window, his slender fingers methodically polishing the blade of his knife, his eyes fixed on the gleaming metal. Liora sat on the sofa, her gaze locked on his slightly tense back, her heart swirling with complex emotions.“Kaelan,” Liora finally broke the silence, her voice gentle yet firm. “We need to talk.”Kaelan’s hand paused briefly but did not turn around. “Anything we need to discuss can wait until we’re back at the estate. It’s not safe here.”“This isn’t about safety.” Liora stood and approached him, reaching out to take the knife from his hand. “This is about us.”Kaelan looked up at her, his deep gaze like an icy lake, brimming with restraint. Slowly, he set the knife down but avoided her topic. “Liora, you should f
The night wind carried a faint chill as darkness enveloped the entire estate. Only the occasional flicker of lamplight broke the solitude of the night. Kaelan stood in the shadows of the garden, hands buried in the pockets of his trench coat, his gaze fixed on the distant manor. A familiar, icy voice came through his earpiece.“The target has been confirmed. It’s the confidential document near Liora. Time is running out.”Kaelan’s brow furrowed slightly. After a moment of silence, he responded in a low voice, “Are you certain about Liora’s family? Won’t this task trigger something much worse?”“That’s not your concern, Kaelan. Your only job is to carry out orders and bring back the document.”The voice over the earpiece was cold and absolute. The communication was abruptly cut, leaving Kaelan standing alone in the night wind, his mind a turmoil of emotions.When he returned to the safe house, Kaelan removed his trench coat, draping it over a chair, but his gaze remained fixed on the w
Gentle sunlight poured into the room, bringing with it a sense of calm. While in her father’s study, Liora stumbled upon an old wooden box tucked into a corner.The lock on the box was rusted, suggesting it hadn’t been touched in years. Liora carefully brushed away the dust and pushed open the partially closed lid. Inside, she found several letters written on delicate stationery. Each one began with the same name—Elias.Liora’s heart sank. The handwriting was unmistakable—it belonged to her mother. She remembered how her mother used to leave her little notes when she was a child. That familiar handwriting brought tears to her eyes almost instantly.She gently took out the letters and unfolded the one on top. The paper was slightly yellowed, but the words were still legible.**“Elias,When you read this letter, I hope you can still remember the way we were. Back then, we had no money, no power—only each other. I thought that was enough. But you’ve changed.”**Liora’s hands trembled as
The air in the estate was serene yet taut, as if a storm was brewing. Deep within its grounds, in the meeting room, Liora sat on the sofa, her delicate fingers tapping impatiently on the armrest. Her gaze, tinged with defiance and questioning, landed on her father, Elias, the mafia leader, who stood by the window with a stern expression.“So, you hired a complete stranger to protect me?” Liora’s voice was cold, her tone laced with undisguised resistance. “Father, I am not some porcelain doll that needs a bodyguard.”“This is for your safety,” Elias replied, turning to face her. His sharp gaze softened momentarily with a hint of weariness. “Our enemies are restless, Liora. Your safety is my top priority.”“But I don’t need this!” she shouted, rising to her feet and throwing her hand in the air. “I can protect myself, and you know it!”Elias didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he raised his hand, signaling her to be quiet. Soft footsteps echoed from outside the door, and soon it creake
Night had fallen, and the estate lay shrouded in a tranquil darkness. A faint light spilled through the cracks in the curtains of Liora’s room, casting a dim and cozy glow. Yet, deep in the woods outside, danger lurked silently, inching closer.Liora leaned wearily against her headboard, her favorite book spread open on her lap, though her thoughts had long drifted away from its words. The argument from earlier still echoed in her mind, especially Kaelan’s cold, cutting words: “If you don’t want to die, learn to shut up and listen.”“Arrogant bastard,” she muttered through clenched teeth, tossing the book aside and preparing to get into bed.Just then, a faint noise came from outside the window—like dry leaves being crushed underfoot. Her movements froze, and her eyes darted toward the window, alert. She stepped closer, carefully pulling back the curtain to peek outside. In the shadows of the woods, a barely perceptible figure moved between the trees.“Where’s the security team?” she
The morning sunlight broke through the clouds, casting its glow over the vast courtyard of the estate. A thin mist lingered, and the air was thick with the earthy scent of damp grass and trees. Liora sat at the long dining table, cradling a cup of hot tea. Despite her seemingly relaxed posture, her occasional glances out the window betrayed the unease still stirring in her heart.The attack from last night was still vivid in her memory. Kaelan’s calm and decisive demeanor had left her feeling conflicted. He seemed cold and emotionless, yet the way he had protected her was so resolute and fearless.“What am I even thinking?” Liora muttered to herself, trying to dispel her wandering thoughts. She set her teacup down and decided to take a walk in the garden to clear her mind.As soon as she pushed open the door, she spotted Kaelan standing under the shade of a tree not far away, his cold gaze fixed on her.“You again.” Liora frowned, her tone laced with exasperation. “Are you planning to
The training grounds of the manor were bathed in intense sunlight, the air thick with a stifling heat. Kaelan stood off to the side as usual, silently observing the guards' routine drills. His upright posture and stoic demeanor resembled an unyielding sculpture.Not far away, Liora leaned against a tree with her arms crossed, her gaze fixed firmly on him. After days of observation, she was convinced that behind this cold and indifferent exterior lay secrets waiting to be uncovered. Determined, she made it her mission to break through his defenses.“Kaelan,” she called out at last, stepping in front of him with a hint of provocation in her tone. “Do you think I’m insignificant?”Kaelan didn’t turn his head, replying flatly, “Unimportant people wouldn’t be a target.”Liora frowned. This wasn’t the answer she wanted.“So, I’m just a mission to you?” she pressed, her voice sharp. “Am I no different from these mechanical guards in your eyes?”Kaelan finally turned to look at her. His gaze
As time passed, the relationship between Liora and Kaelan remained in a delicate balance. She had not completely let go of her obsession with Kaelan’s cold indifference, but she had gradually come to realize that this man was far more complicated than she had initially thought. Every time she tried to get closer to him, it felt as though she was facing an impenetrable wall. Behind that wall, however, seemed to lie a secret that no one knew about.One evening, Liora sat on the sofa in the study, flipping through a document her father had just handed to her. Her eyes would occasionally glance out the window, but her focus was hard to maintain. She realized that she could no longer ignore the strange things about Kaelan.Since the crisis, Kaelan's attitude seemed to have shifted subtly. He no longer remained as cold as before but would occasionally show a hint of unconscious concern, especially when she was in danger. Yet, despite this, his heart remained closed off like an isolated isla
Gentle sunlight poured into the room, bringing with it a sense of calm. While in her father’s study, Liora stumbled upon an old wooden box tucked into a corner.The lock on the box was rusted, suggesting it hadn’t been touched in years. Liora carefully brushed away the dust and pushed open the partially closed lid. Inside, she found several letters written on delicate stationery. Each one began with the same name—Elias.Liora’s heart sank. The handwriting was unmistakable—it belonged to her mother. She remembered how her mother used to leave her little notes when she was a child. That familiar handwriting brought tears to her eyes almost instantly.She gently took out the letters and unfolded the one on top. The paper was slightly yellowed, but the words were still legible.**“Elias,When you read this letter, I hope you can still remember the way we were. Back then, we had no money, no power—only each other. I thought that was enough. But you’ve changed.”**Liora’s hands trembled as
The night wind carried a faint chill as darkness enveloped the entire estate. Only the occasional flicker of lamplight broke the solitude of the night. Kaelan stood in the shadows of the garden, hands buried in the pockets of his trench coat, his gaze fixed on the distant manor. A familiar, icy voice came through his earpiece.“The target has been confirmed. It’s the confidential document near Liora. Time is running out.”Kaelan’s brow furrowed slightly. After a moment of silence, he responded in a low voice, “Are you certain about Liora’s family? Won’t this task trigger something much worse?”“That’s not your concern, Kaelan. Your only job is to carry out orders and bring back the document.”The voice over the earpiece was cold and absolute. The communication was abruptly cut, leaving Kaelan standing alone in the night wind, his mind a turmoil of emotions.When he returned to the safe house, Kaelan removed his trench coat, draping it over a chair, but his gaze remained fixed on the w
Morning sunlight filtered through the curtains of the safe house, its faint rays adding a hint of warmth to the otherwise oppressive atmosphere in the room. Yet, this fragile peace could not dispel the invisible barrier between the two of them.Kaelan sat by the window, his slender fingers methodically polishing the blade of his knife, his eyes fixed on the gleaming metal. Liora sat on the sofa, her gaze locked on his slightly tense back, her heart swirling with complex emotions.“Kaelan,” Liora finally broke the silence, her voice gentle yet firm. “We need to talk.”Kaelan’s hand paused briefly but did not turn around. “Anything we need to discuss can wait until we’re back at the estate. It’s not safe here.”“This isn’t about safety.” Liora stood and approached him, reaching out to take the knife from his hand. “This is about us.”Kaelan looked up at her, his deep gaze like an icy lake, brimming with restraint. Slowly, he set the knife down but avoided her topic. “Liora, you should f
Night fell, and the Carter estate was shrouded in tranquility. The light in Liora’s bedroom remained on as she sat at her desk, poring over the documents her father had given her earlier in the day. She tried to digest the heavy responsibility of inheriting the family legacy, but her thoughts kept drifting back to Kaelan.Meanwhile, Kaelan stood in the estate's surveillance room, his eyes fixed on the monitors as the images cycled through the various camera feeds. His senses were sharp, attuned to the slightest sign of disturbance. What he didn’t expect was that a crisis was quietly unfolding.“There’s a problem with the alarm system!” a subordinate’s tense voice came through the communicator.Kaelan quickly pulled up the relevant footage, noticing several cameras outside the estate were offline, and some of the infrared sensors in the surrounding forest had been deliberately sabotaged. His heart sank. Grabbing his radio, he issued a command:“Everyone, stay on high alert! The intrude
Sunlight streamed into the estate’s conference hall, casting a warm glow that clashed starkly with the icy shimmer of the massive crystal chandelier overhead. Liora stood in front of her father’s desk, her expression calm, though her mind was brimming with questions.Elias Carter sat behind the desk, his fingers rhythmically tapping its surface, the sound reverberating in the otherwise silent room. His gaze, sharp and assessing, swept over Liora, as though evaluating whether she was ready for the burden he was about to place on her shoulders.“Liora,” Elias began, his voice deep and resolute, “it’s time we talked about your future.”Liora blinked, her composure only slightly faltering before she nodded. “I’m ready to listen, Father.”Elias pulled a stack of documents from a drawer and slid them toward her. “You are the sole heir to the Carter family. Our business, our status, the future of this family—all of it will rest on your shoulders.”Liora glanced down at the documents. They de
The morning sunlight flooded the grand hall of the estate, its golden rays streaming through the towering windows and casting a warm glow on every piece of furniture. Yet, the atmosphere inside was anything but warm.Kaelan stood in the center of the hall, his back straight and his gaze lowered. His expression was as stoic as ever, but unease churned within him. Seated on the leather sofa before him was Elias Carter, Liora’s father. His sharp gaze was as piercing as a blade, a half-finished cup of coffee resting in his hand.Elias set the cup down slowly, his eyes narrowing as they fixed on Kaelan.“Kaelan,” his deep, authoritative voice filled the room, “I trust you understand your duty.”Kaelan raised his head, taking a steadying breath as he tried to keep his tone calm. “Yes, sir. My duty is to ensure Miss Liora’s safety.”“Nothing more.” Elias leaned back in his seat, crossing one leg over the other, his gaze never wavering. “Your duty is to protect her, not to get close to her.”
The night was as serene as water, its gentle glow bathing every leaf in the garden. Liora stood by the fountain, her white gown billowing softly in the breeze. A rose rested delicately in her hand as she lowered her head to inhale its fragrance, her gaze subtly shifting toward Kaelan, who stood a few steps away.“Kaelan,” Liora’s voice was soft but firm, “why have you been avoiding me lately?”Kaelan stood in the shadows, his hands clasped behind his back, his body as rigid as a statue. He didn’t reply, his gaze refusing to meet hers.Liora stepped closer, her eyes unwavering as she tilted her head to look at him. “You promised to protect me, yet it feels like you’re running away from something. Why?”Kaelan’s Adam’s apple bobbed slightly as he lowered his voice. “Liora, my duty is to protect you, not to get close to you.”“Does getting close to me frighten you so much?” Liora chuckled, but her laughter carried a trace of self-mockery. “Kaelan, is it that you’re too afraid to face you
Under the warm afternoon sun, Liora donned a fresh and elegant white dress, her face glowing with anticipation. Kaelan, as always, wore his black shirt, exuding his usual air of aloofness and restraint.“Let’s go, Kaelan. It’s such a rare beautiful day,” Liora said with a bright smile, tilting her head to look at him.Kaelan frowned slightly. “Are you sure this is a good idea? There’ll be a lot of people outside, and it could be dangerous.”“Relax. I won’t let anything ruin today.” Liora blinked playfully. “Besides, with you here, what danger could there be?”Kaelan hesitated for a moment before nodding. “Alright, but we can’t stay out for too long.”---They arrived at a lively market on the outskirts of town, buzzing with activity and brimming with the scent of life. Liora, full of energy, pulled Kaelan along as she wandered from stall to stall, occasionally buying trinkets and snacks.“Kaelan, look at these earrings. Aren’t they pretty?” Liora held up a pair of delicate silver earr
For days after the banquet, the relationship between Liora and Kaelan seemed to return to its usual calm. Liora continued to tease Kaelan, while he responded with his characteristic composure. Yet, deep within Kaelan, emotions he had no right to feel began to stir, like fragile sprouts pushing through hidden soil.Kaelan realized his attention toward Liora had long since exceeded the boundaries of professionalism. Her smile, her moments of unintentional vulnerability, even her provocations, all made his resolve waver. He knew such thoughts were forbidden and that he could never cross that line.---One evening, Liora sat on the mansion’s balcony, holding a glass of red wine as she gazed into the distance. The setting sun cast a soft golden glow around her, making her appear more enchanting than ever. Kaelan stood silently not far away, keeping watch.“Kaelan,” Liora suddenly spoke, turning to look at him. “Why are you always so quiet?”“It's part of my duty,” Kaelan replied in his usu