Chapter 3 THE BEACH.

It took me less than a second to get to her. I just stood behind her and watched her. Her long black hair glittered as it reflected the full moon along with the sea.

"Beautiful." I unknowingly said, drawing her attention. When she turned, facing me, she had a horrifying look on her face.

"Who are you?" She asked with a shaky voice.

"You can simply call me your saviour since I will be saving you from all your miseries." I said to her, and she frowned in confusion.

"Whoever you are, don't come close to me." Wow, so now she is scared of me.

"I will suggest you get out of the water if you don't want to end up with a cold."

"Go away, and stay away from me!" I smirked at her words and looked up at the moon. It was so full and shone so brightly.

"Okay, I'm guessing you don't need my help. I will just leave." I pretended to be leaving, but stopped and faced her again. I made sure at the beginning that I maintained a distance in order not to scare her away, but since she is already scared of me, why maintain the distance?

I walked closer to her as I tried to keep the water from staining my shoes.

"Quick question before I leave: do you want to save your little sister's life?" I wanted to go straight to the point, no beating around the bush.

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm sure you know very well what I'm talking about, or should I help you refresh your memories?" She went silent on me.

"Kya, how old is she again? Four, right? It will be a shame if she dies at such a young age." I said to her. I couldn't help giggling when she started walking up to me with an angry expression on her face.

Clara's POV

Immediately he said Kya's name; I couldn't help wondering who he was or how he even knew about Kya.

I couldn't see his face from here, but after what happened at Mrs. Morgan's house, I don't think I want to be around any grown ass male gender.

When he mentioned Kya's name and said she was going to die, I found myself approaching him in anger.

The first thing I did when I approached him was give him a hard slap across the face. I could bet he didn't expect that, but I didn't care.

How dare he say my little Kya is going to die? I have heard it with men treating me like I'm some trash.

"Don't ever say her name again!" I groaned in anger.

"Wow, I can't believe I just got slapped by some lady who I was going to offer to help." His voice came out cold and angry, but he suppressed it with a smile. I can see his lips covering up even when he didn't want them to. He forced the smile to remain on his face while I glared at him.

"And who are you? What do you actually know about us? Did you come because you saw I was alone, because you know you are way stronger than I am?

Did you come to have your way with me, because that's what I have to face in the hands of men? First it was that fat, smelly, and unkept idiot at the grocery store, then Mr. Ken, and now you!"

I roared in anger. I was struggling to catch my breath and talk slowly.

"Oh, so this is why you were getting all worked up. Sorry, sweetie, but I'm not even a bit interested in your body. You don't know who I am, do you?.

Well, let me introduce myself. I am Damion Volk." He said it like I was supposed to know who he was. I just stared at him in total confusion.

"You don't know me." He said and let out a little laugh before running his hands through his hair.He looked up to the sky as his pair of grey eyes reflected the moon.

Piercing grey eyes that seem to bore into those he meets, a chiselled face with sharp angles, and a small, sly smile that hints at a mischievous sense of humour. His dark grey hair styled perfectly, framing his face with a sense of sophistication and control. His features are refined, with high cheekbones and a strong jawline that speaks to his confidence and determination.

But it's his eyes that truly reveal his nature-cold, calculating, and always seeming to size others up, even as they sparkle with a playful glint that suggests he's up to something. His gaze is hypnotic, drawing others in even as they sense the danger lurking beneath the surface.

"Am I supposed to know you?" I asked him. The anger that was once boiling inside me died out with the waves of the sea.

"No, you don't need to. All you have to do is sign this contract, and your sister will be safe." He said as he took out a paper from his jacket. I still don't get what he is driving at.

"Are you saying you will pay for Kya's surgery?" I asked him.

"Yes, everything." I stared him straight in the eyes and saw amusement and teasing in them. I took the paper from him and tore it into pieces before allowing the wind to carry them away.

"To hell with you and your contract." The smile on his face disappeared and was replaced with a frown.

"You actually think I can't afford a hospital bill that is actually a change.?" I let out a little laugh when he called Kya's hospital bill a change. I looked him up from his bomber jacket down to his footwear.

Everything about him spelled out how rich he could be, but I really don't have a good feeling about this stranger in front of me.

"I'm leaving; I heard a very disappointing day, and thanks for adding to it." I turned to leave, but he grabbed my hand, stopping me.

I felt a shiver run through my body when he grabbed my hand. There was this little spike I felt within myself, or I was just getting too cold.

"Are you going to go to your sister looking like that?" He asked, referring to my torn dress, which I managed to tie around my chest.

"Don't touch me or I will report you to the police." I shook his hand away from mine while keeping some distance between us.

"My apologies; I was just looking out for you." He said and twisted his head a little bit, reviewing the smirk on his face. This guy is so fucking annoying.

When he started taking his jacket off, I panicked and started drawing further away from him.

"Relax; you are such a scary cat. You are getting colder and turning white in every passing minute. Put this on; it will keep you warm."

I was stunned because I never expected that from him. He walked up to me, and this time I didn't run like I used to. I slipped into the big jacket that could wrap me around twice.

"Come, I will drop you off." I looked up at him without saying a word.

"Can you stop giving me that look? I hate to get my reputation stained if anything happens to you, so let me drop you off at least."

Damion's POV

I can't believe I stooped so low just to get her to sign this contract. I wouldn't have thought twice if it was someone else, but she got my attention when she gave me that slap.

This lady has gotten my interest. I waited for her to give me an answer, but she just went dead silent on me. I reached out to grab her hand, but I remembered her warnings.

I just grabbed a handful of my jacket that looks way too big on her and pulled her along with me. I took her back to my car, but her sudden quietness just didn't seem right with me.

Before I opened the door for her, I decided to know what was up with her.

"Hey, are you okay?" She had her head bent and her long hair on her face, so I couldn't see her face. When she finally looked up at me, I was shocked at how pale she looked.

"I'm fine." Her voice came out small and shaky.

"I don't think you are fine; you look like..." She slumped before I could finish what I had to say. I caught her before she could hit the ground.

Really? Now I have a passed-out stranger to deal with. I took a deep breath as I tried not to blame it on her. That goddess lady should be blamed for this.

Her body was so cold, especially her feet. How can she wear such little clothes and even enter the sea with them? I mean, who comes to the beach during winter?

I carried her inside the car as I laid her down in the passenger's seat. This is going to be awkward; I can't believe I'm taking her home.