--Alaric POV--Once the yacht docked back at the port, Ines bid me farewell before following a brooding Malachi, whom I threatened to even dare try putting another hand up against her, and whether he heeded that threat or not was left to Maxwell to deal with.I returned home with the knowledge that Humans were no longer at the top of the food chain, and I only wondered what other species were out there that weren't just myths. So far, I know that Mermaids, Sirens, and Witches were real, but what else?I was curious with the questions eating up at me, but I didn't want to overstep any boundaries by hoarding Ines with all the questions.So, after washing up, I simply lay in bed, looking up at the ceiling as I was reminded of how she was beside me the last time I was here, sleeping soundly like a baby. Pretty like a dream with chubby, kissable cheeks, soft pink lips, and raven black hair spread around her in a perfect mess.I've had girlfriends before, but they were nothing like Ines, in
--Malachi POV--Pacing back and forth in my office, my eyes kept looking down at the ring on my pinkie finger, the crack seeming to grow larger every time I saw it, and with every time I saw it, my anger and fear would spike at the reality that I didn't want to believe.The curse was breaking.One way or another, somehow, the curse was breaking. And she was going to leave me without looking back even once.What would I do if the curse broke? I put so much into it with the belief that it's an unbreakable curse, but clearly, I was wrong. How is it breaking? How could she reclaim something that can't be reclaimed?With a tired sigh, I went to sit on my seat, looking at my computer screen where my brows furrowed at the sight of the trending searches.Ines Agua Interview.What interview? She's supposed to be at home, working on lyrics today. I said goodbye to her before I left, and Maxwell was watching over her to make sure she didn't try running away... Maxwell. I knew it. Groaning, my fi
--Alaric POV--She came to the world like an unexpected storm. With no warning, she surprised everyone with her voice, enchanting everyone that listened like a siren from the myths. And according to the rumours, her voice wasn't the only enchanting thing about her since she looked like a seductress straight out of a dream.That woman was both thrust into the media's face and sheltered away from it like a sort of prize. Even amongst celebrities she was a celebrity, one that we could always see but never touch.And somehow, my existence became intertwined with her intriguing self."Cut! Good job everyone, that was the last scene for today!" I stood up, dropping the fake smile off my face as I nodded at my co-worker, shaking her hand before turning to leave the stage."Good job, Alaric. You can change out of those wet clothes now, and then go home for the day, we'll see you tomorrow." The director said as my manager came to hand me a towel to dry off, and on my way to my dressing room, I
--Ines POV--People don't realise the importance of something until it's too late. I was no exception to that fact, and now that I look back on my life, there are so many things I regret, so many things I yearn for, and so many unfulfilled wishes that I only hoped I hadn't pushed away.I grew up with kindness instilled in my very bones, it was in my nature to love everyone and everything, but I learnt the hard way that kindness wasn't enough to live a happy life. My kindness led me to my demise, and now I'm chained to a land I wanted nothing to do with, surrounded by greedy people who only thought to use me.But even now, after everything I've suffered through, my kindness hasn't faded; Old habits die hard they say, and I'm a living example of that. With every helping hand I've given to someone, a new rumour is born to my name. People hate me, and that's an unchanging fact.There was once a time where I didn't know what dreaming was, and that didn't matter because I didn't need to dre
--Alaric POV--Holding her smaller hand in mine, I led her out of the elevator once the doors slid open, and she quietly followed, not a peep of a sound escaping her as I typed in my pin code, pushing the black door open once the beep was heard."Come on in." Slipping out of my shoes and into my slippers, I pulled the spare slippers out from the cupboard before placing them in front of her.But as I stared at her standing there like a statue, I wondered what to say to ease her tensions even a little bit. Whoever she'd been running away from, I knew they didn't mean well for anyone, especially her.But to start off, I squatted down in front of her, untying the laces of her trainers as she squeaked her surprise at my actions. But still, she didn't stop me so I continued onto the other foot, putting her trainers to the side before sliding the slippers that were far too big for her feet in front of her, and I didn't move until she slipped her feet into them."...Thank you." She mumbled, c
--Ines POV--"This is delicious, I've never eaten a dish like this before!" I exclaimed, taking another bite of the meal as he sat on the opposite side of the table as me, his own dish in front of him."It's called Paella, it's from my home country." He explained with a light chuckle."I thought this was your home?" I asked, cocking my head to the side, confused."It is. I work here so it's easier to live here, but I'm from Spain, it's where my family and all my other relatives are. If I wasn't as busy as I am then I'd be back in Spain right now.""Spain?" I echoed."Yeah, my home country. Alicante, to be specific." He stated as I hummed, going to take another bite of my food which he had so nicely ordered for us to eat.When I was doing my studying of humans, I learnt as much of everything as I could, and Geography was amongst them. When I was a free mermaid, I only remember everything about the Ocean's and how far I should stay away from the shore to avoid getting caught by humans,
--Ines POV--I woke up to the sweet smell of pancakes, the sunlight drawing in through the curtains as I yawned, stretching my arms out to relax my muscles before sitting up in a different bed than I remember. This room isn't the one that Alaric gave me to sleep in, this one had large windows, and more lighting, and it smelt of him.Getting out of bed, I went to the connected bathroom to wash up for the day before leaving the room, following the smell of food after finally feeling refreshed.Alaric was in the kitchen, his back turned to me as he stood at the stove, the TV turned onto the news channel as he worked, but sensing my presence, he turned to look at me, a smile lighting up his face when he did."Good morning, did you sleep well?" He asked, gesturing for me to sit at the island, which I did as he turned to get me a plate stacked with pancakes."Yes, I'd be lying if I said no... But, why was I in a different room than the one you gave me?" I curiously asked as he pulled out so
**A FEW HOURS AGO**--Alaric POV--"I thought you ran away or something, why did it take you so long to open the door?" Ezra asked as we made our way to the car to head to the photoshoot."Why would I randomly run away? You know I try my best not to cause trouble for others, I would have told you if it was something important," I groaned, getting into the car as he followed to do the same, starting it up as we drove out of the underground car park."Then why did it take you so long to open the door?""I was in the bathroom." I easily lied, ignoring his judging side-eye."You sure took your time in there... I thought I heard a woman's voice..." He mumbled to himself, not saying anything more as I discreetly pulled my phone out, going to search up that very same woman on the internet.Ines Silvia Agua. She's a singer and songwriter under Kingston Entertainment, having rose to fame just over a year ago with her debut album, Bittersweet, which quickly became a top selling album. Her secon
--Malachi POV--Pacing back and forth in my office, my eyes kept looking down at the ring on my pinkie finger, the crack seeming to grow larger every time I saw it, and with every time I saw it, my anger and fear would spike at the reality that I didn't want to believe.The curse was breaking.One way or another, somehow, the curse was breaking. And she was going to leave me without looking back even once.What would I do if the curse broke? I put so much into it with the belief that it's an unbreakable curse, but clearly, I was wrong. How is it breaking? How could she reclaim something that can't be reclaimed?With a tired sigh, I went to sit on my seat, looking at my computer screen where my brows furrowed at the sight of the trending searches.Ines Agua Interview.What interview? She's supposed to be at home, working on lyrics today. I said goodbye to her before I left, and Maxwell was watching over her to make sure she didn't try running away... Maxwell. I knew it. Groaning, my fi
--Alaric POV--Once the yacht docked back at the port, Ines bid me farewell before following a brooding Malachi, whom I threatened to even dare try putting another hand up against her, and whether he heeded that threat or not was left to Maxwell to deal with.I returned home with the knowledge that Humans were no longer at the top of the food chain, and I only wondered what other species were out there that weren't just myths. So far, I know that Mermaids, Sirens, and Witches were real, but what else?I was curious with the questions eating up at me, but I didn't want to overstep any boundaries by hoarding Ines with all the questions.So, after washing up, I simply lay in bed, looking up at the ceiling as I was reminded of how she was beside me the last time I was here, sleeping soundly like a baby. Pretty like a dream with chubby, kissable cheeks, soft pink lips, and raven black hair spread around her in a perfect mess.I've had girlfriends before, but they were nothing like Ines, in
--Ines POV--"Alaric!" They all screamed as he fell into the water, the dull sound of the cold Ocean hitting his body as it surrounded him, but nothing left my voice. I couldn't shout his name or reach my hand out to grab him; I could only feel as he pushed me away from him when he fell so as not to drag me down with him, even this time, he picked me over himself.And I thought, maybe, just maybe, my feelings weren't only mine. What if he felt the same? And unlike Malachi, it was true that he would love me for me and not my worth, it would be okay to tell him now. That I wasn't a Human.It's a risk that I need to decide if I should take now or not. I loved him. And whether he loves me or not, I couldn't sit back and let him go. He's my second chance, I couldn't let him leave so cruelly."Ines... Don't." Malachi whispered as he watched me slip out of my shoes, getting closer to the edge as he desperately shook his head, hands clenched as he went from whispering to shouting in a warnin
--Ines POV--Mermaids are beings that keep to themselves, we don't interfere in the businesses of any other species unless it somehow involves us, that is how its been since the beginning, and it's not something that would be changing. But every now and then, we'd get curious and travel up to the surface. With no intention of speaking to any other species, we'd simply look at the world from an unfamiliar perspective.But if we saw a drowning man or woman, we'd save them. How could we simply watch as someone was about to lose their precious gift of life? Back when pirates were more prominent in traveling over the seven seas, their beliefs often led to many women being thrown overboard, and I remember saving as many of them as I could.But on that day when I first met him, it was different than the rest. He wasn't thrown or pushed into the water; He was the first person I met that had willingly put themselves to the mercy of the Ocean.The first time I met Malachi was on a day he wishe
--Alaric POV--"Oh, thank god you're finally here. If I had to spend another moment with him then I would surely have perished." Maxwell couldn't hide his joy when he caught sight of Ines and I walking onto the yacht after we decided that we wouldn't be letting Malachi ruin our day. Since he very clearly wouldn't be leaving if we asked him to, and I doubt he'd simply watch after us if we were the ones who decided to leave."You're here as well?" I didn't even try to hide the displeasure as we made our way to the back of the yacht where all the entertainment was, leaving Malachi to himself at the front of the boat.But not noticing my displeasure, Maxwell ran forward with open arms as he tried to hug me, but I quickly sidestepped him, and quickly recovering from the rejected hug, his attention turned to Ines, relief flashing over his features as he smiled at her warmly."Are you okay?" He asked her as she nodded."Thank you, Maxwell." She gratefully whispered, and his grin widened, a
--Alaric POV--As soon as I spoke the words I did to Malachi, I took Ines back to my penthouse where I lay her down in my bed, and opened the blinds enough so that she could see the moon if she were to wake up and look for it like last time.And after washing up and getting into my sweatpants, I got into bed beside her, making sure she was covered by the blankets before going on my iPad where I opened the latest article about her that Maxwell had been talking about in the car.Talking about Maxwell, he refused a ride from me, saying that he'd stay at that mansion today, and I willingly listened, hoping that he'd be alive tomorrow.As my eyes scanned over all the malicious comments, I spent a few hours screenshotting all of them for the future where I planned to sue them for defamation, emotional abuse, and anything else I could think of, I'd have to ask my lawyer how far I could go, but with how bad these comments were, I'm guessing I could do quite a lot of damage.Once I was done wi
--Alaric POV--She had secrets. And I wasn't one to pry. But that didn't mean that I wasn't curious, or worried. She had somehow become someone I cared for, and as soon as I heard of her pained screams, my body acted on instinct, the thoughts lagging in my mind.Ezra dropped me off home to where I caught sight of a familiar figure striding back and forth in front of the apartment complex, looking agitated as he bit his nails, muttering incoherent words under his breath while he waited for someone, that someone being me.And as I got closer to the lean figure of the man, I recognised him as the one that Ines had been running away from on the night where I met her, Maxwell his name was. He somehow looked different this time, not dressed in a suit but a simple pair of trousers and t-shirt, brown hair a dishevelled mess and stubble lining his face, and when he caught sight of me, he ran into step as I jumped, surprised, but didn't turn away from him."You! I need your help!" Was the way h
--Ines POV--"Not only did you completely ruin the original dress I had made for you to wear to today's show, but you went ahead and took pictures with that actor, had an interview where you couldn't stop smiling, spoke words I never told you to speak when you won that award, and even changed the lyrics of the song you performed." He muttered under his breath as he walked."You really went out of your way to become someone new today. All to anger me." "...It's not someone new." He halted in his steps, turning to look at me with a look that told me to be careful with my next words, but since I started, I may as well finish."This is who I am, it's not a new person. I'm the same person I've been for the past hundreds of years, you just never got to see it because you made yourself an enemy. And it wasn't for you; Everything I did today, it was all for me.""Oh, yeah?" His eyes twitched as he scoffed, the veins almost popping in anger. "Of all days a sudden investment meeting could take
--Ines POV--"Ines!" The sound of running feet approaching me made me pause in my steps as I turned to look at the owner of the familiar voice, a polite smile appearing on my lips when I saw who it was.I had just finished with my live performance and was heading back to my dressing room backstage to change into something more comfortable before heading back home to where I'm certain that Malachi would be waiting for me, angry for sure."Isaiah, hello," I greeted as he came to a halt in front of me, his eyes twinkling as a small smile played at his lips.Isaiah Ramirez was a fellow singer-songwriter. We both worked under the same company, him willingly, so we saw each other quite often. I remember the first time I saw him; I had thought he looked like a friendly person, and in my lonely world, I couldn't help but crave his friendship. Maybe that was what led me to seek comfort in his home when I needed a place to hide from Malachi, but that was when I learnt not to judge a book by its