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.”
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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 earrings, holding them against her ears for him to see.
Kaelan glanced at her and replied indifferently, “They’re alright.”
“Just alright?” Liora pouted slightly, looking dissatisfied. “Can’t you at least say something nicer, like ‘everything looks good on you’?”
Kaelan’s lips seemed to twitch ever so slightly, but he still remained silent.
Shaking her head in exasperation, Liora purchased the earrings and continued browsing through the market.
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After walking around for a while, Liora led Kaelan into a quaint little dessert shop. The interior was cozy and charming, with hand-drawn art adorning the walls and the air filled with the comforting aroma of cream and coffee.
“Have a seat. I’ll get us something,” Liora said cheerfully.
Kaelan opened his mouth to say something but was stopped by her radiant smile. Left with no choice, he sat by the window, his gaze following her every move.
A few minutes later, Liora returned with two slices of cake and two cups of coffee.
“Try this,” she said, pushing a slice of strawberry cake toward him. “I’m sure you’ll like it.”
Kaelan frowned slightly but picked up the fork and took a small bite.
“Well? How is it?” Liora looked at him expectantly.
“Sweet,” Kaelan commented tersely.
“Sweet is good!” Liora laughed like a child. “You’re always so serious. Eating more sweets might just lighten your mood.”
As he watched her joyful smile, Kaelan felt a strange tug at his heart. Without realizing it, he took another bite of the cake.
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After finishing their desserts, Liora suggested a walk by the nearby lake. The water shimmered in the sunlight, and a gentle breeze brought a refreshing chill to the air.
“Kaelan, have you ever wondered what we would be if you weren’t my bodyguard?” Liora suddenly asked.
Kaelan stopped in his tracks, hesitating before replying, “I haven’t thought about it.”
“But I have.” Liora paused, turning to face him directly. “If you weren’t my bodyguard, I’d want us to be friends or even…” Her voice trailed off, but her gaze remained firm. “...something more.”
Kaelan’s frown deepened, his lips tightening as if struggling to suppress his emotions.
“Liora, you know that’s impossible,” he said quietly. “Our roles dictate that we can’t—”
“Can’t what?” Liora interrupted, her tone stubborn. “Kaelan, some things can’t be dictated by roles. Do you really feel nothing for me?”
Kaelan didn’t answer. His eyes were dark and conflicted, as though a battle was raging within him.
“Never mind, I won’t push you,” Liora sighed, turning back to the path. “Today was lovely. Thank you for spending it with me.”
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The drive back was filled with silence. Liora leaned against the car window, a faint smile on her face, while Kaelan kept his eyes on the road, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly.
Inside, his mind was in chaos. Liora’s words had pierced the cold facade he had worked so hard to maintain. He knew his feelings had long since crossed the line, and this “date” had only made him realize how blurred that line was becoming.
He didn’t dare think about what might happen if this continued, but he couldn’t bear to let her down either.
Perhaps it was time for him to make a choice.
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
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.”
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
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
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
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