Key To Happiness (my mute devil)

"Marry her and you are guaranteed to be the next empire ruler" Nix eyes feel on the picture before him and let out a silent scoff as his eyes scanned the photo before him 'Her name is Carmela..Carmela Dalton" Nix eyes lit up hearing the name that was mentioned

"You mean she's the daughter of the Alpha one family? The one every one aimed to kill?" Although his tone seemed soft,the person seated across him could feel the excitement that laced his tone and he hated it

"Yes she is..but she remembers nothing about that"

"And you are willing to give her position as the ruler to me and not just that keep her in my clutch?" He used the pretense of shock to hide the fact that he has been wanting this offer for a long time "Aren't you afraid that I'll torture your best friend to death? Zamiel" he look up from the picty to be met by Zamiel cold eyes which was filled with void

"Do you dare?" Zamiel responded the air surrounding them slowly started getting dense but their conversation was interrupted by the shattering of glass from across the room. Nix suddenly smiles unlike him picking up the photo

"I'll think about the marriage part but until then she can ease my boredom" he winks taking his leave and Zamiel looks away wondering how exactly things are going to turn out. On one hand one is a cold hearted person while on the other hand the other is mysterious.

"A match made in hell" he scoffs taking another sip from the glass before him.

I looked up at the photo of my grandma placed on the table and a small smile appeared on my face.

Although it's just been two months since she was buried, the pain of departure feels as if it was just yesterday. The ironic smile she had when dying, saying I should be happy, felt like a backstab to me because there was no way I'd be happy without her by my side.

She played the role of the mother I never had, unlike that of a grandma, and seeing the lengths she reached just to have an orphan like me in her custody I feel even more indebted to her, because she gave an orphan who had no hope of having a complete family hope again, well even if the family isn't complete as I always imagined and both her kids are always out there getting into one problem or the other.

"Young miss, your phone is ringing" I turned to find one of the maids pointing to the phone I was holding.

I gave a small smile and nodded before making my way towards my room.

"He..hello," I said after taking a deep breath several times, trying to prepare myself mentally for whatever the caller had installed.

"Carmela, please help me; I'm about to lose my mind!" I heard editor Damien say from the other end of the phone

"What..what happened? And how..how am I supposed to be of help to you editor Damian?" I managed to respond after taking a seat on my bed.

"You can be of help by completing what you started, I know it's not the right time to say this but I've placed your book on hold for two months and I fear if we don't pick up from where you stopped the readers are going to start a protest or something" I heard him complain which I could understand, but why, why can't they just understand my own opinion?

I never wanted to write that book, I just thought it could be a good idea for Grandma to incorporate it in her book but she turned it into a separate book making me the sole owner

"But I.."

"I know you depended on your grandma before now because of your situation, and she did explain everything to me before her passing, and I can promise you wouldn't have to face anyone; just send me your work, and I'll handle the rest, okay," he said and ended the call on me.

I wanted to scream and throw a tantrum but the only one who listens to them is no longer around. I sighed, looking at the photo we both took at my bedside and remembering good times brought a smile to my face.

She was one who always believed in me even when no one did, she did. I never got adopted because I was a selective mutism patient, but she never looked down on me or my condition. Instead, she kept saying she saw something that no one could.

Well, that may be because she's a writer and loves to think outside the box, but I don't think I can be as great and good as she is.

But what are the chances that I'd be able to survive in this house?

What are the chances that I wouldn't let her hope and trust in me be shattered?

What are the chances that I'd be able to fulfill the dreams she had for me with success?

And the chances that I'd completely recover from being mute and be able to have a proper conversation with others just like she wished?

I took a deep breath and took a step towards my study table where my writing materials were laid and picked up my pen and diary, hoping I could write something, but nothing came.

I took a look at my phone to find it was just a few minutes past eight and I sighed in relief. If I can pick up my pace, I can surely write an entire chapter before midnight and send it to editor Damian.

"This is for you, dearest grandma," I said inwardly, taking a look at the plain sheet In front of me but sighed, slamming myself on the table as I didn't know where to start or where exactly I was headed.

I picked up my phone, hoping to at least get some inspiration as I scrolled through the emails I had sent to the editor, but it seemed I'd have to start reading everything from the start.

...

"To be a perfect woman is to be the woman in Proverbs 31." I remembered the priest's words as I stared at the statue before me, wondering if I could truly be the person he spoke of..'The perfect woman' even with my inability

"Child, you've been seated here for long. What could your issue be?" I looked up to find the priest and hurriedly stood to my feet with a sigh of respect "My darling child you've been made to go through so much at such a young age but by his stripes we're healed.." he patted my head as I look at my feets "There would come a time when it seems there's no hope and it's the end of everything but if only you believe then I tell you that it is only the beginning" he smiled at me. I would be lying if I said I understood what he just said if it is a Bible verse or just a piece of advice as I've never read through the Bible or wanted to come to church, but I always had to come because Grandma always wanted to be here and I always wanted to be around her. And since she's gone I feel this is the only place I can feel her presence. My phone began vibrating in my bag and seeing the caller ID I answered on the third ring

"Carmela where are you..hurry up back home"

"I'm... I'm at the church" I manage to respond

"Hurry back now"

"I'm on my way Suzy, what is the hurry" I said excusing myself from the priest with a nod as I hurriedly picked up my back and made my way towards the exit where the cab I hired was waiting

"My mum has packed your bags and lined them up at the door, while uncle is speaking with some weird people"

"We..weird people? My..My..my bag? Suzy I'll ..I'll be there in the next 10 minutes" I ended the call and took to my heels but stumbled into someone who reflectively pushed me backward but I was in no state to explain myself nor apologize so I continued my race

"What an impatient little girl..guess I'll have to deal with here" I heard him mumble or maybe it was just my imagination or him referring to someone else since we don't know each other and the chances of us ever meeting is a zero point zero percent.

...

I arrived home to be met by three black limousines parked at the front of the house.

I slowed down my pace, seeing three men in black standing at the door with straight faces, but that wasn't my concern at the moment; my concern was my bags standing before me.

"Uncle, aunt..why are my luggages here?"

"Well it's a good thing that you're back, now off you go," she said not paying me a glance

"Off...I go? But where?" I questioned my voice barely visible

"You see, since my mother is dead, there's no way we can continue caring for you so those people over there are willing to take up your responsibility," she said with a smile but I doubt all she was saying was the truth

"Just be sincere with her, after all our mother did for her, this is the least she can do to repay us for all the unnecessary expenses she caused us.

I owe their boss some money and in exchange for that money you're being taken away" he said coldly

"Like..you sold me?" I spoke up

"You've always been a mute. At last, you've said something reasonable.

Yes little orphan you've been sold off"

I wanted to laugh and tell them to stop their cruel joke as it was no longer funny, but seeing their facial expressions and knowing how bad our relationship had been over the years I knew they weren't joking

I looked up to find Suzy trying to form some words with her mouth which I could understand after taking an intense look at her

'Run away' she said and I clenched my bag

Since destiny decided to play such a cruel game with me, I think it's high time I take my destiny into my own hands

"Ma'am, this way," one of the men in black came forward towards me, and taking my chance and calculating my move, I took to my heels.

"Catch her!" I could hear them scream but there was no way I was going to oblique.

The only problem I knew was going to be an obstacle to my escape plan was my panic attacks since I could barely keep up my race.

Feeling myself run out of breath, I stopped, trying to find a cab, but there was none, so I resumed my race, seeing the people in black catching up to me.

It felt like destiny was playing a game of cat and mice with me since I had no one to run to nor ask for help, except,

The orphanage and the church.

Remembering the orphanage, I was adopted from; I took a right turn that could lead me to the express road; even if the orphanage doesn't serve as a permanent hiding house, I could hide there temporarily until I think of something.

I snuggled my way into the crowd of people waiting for the pedestrian light to turn green before crossing the road and tried catching my breath.

My heart throbbed vigorously against my ribcage and my chest slowly closed up. I placed my hand on my chest, trying to calm my breath, but it didn't seem to be working. Instead, it felt as if my world had come to a sudden stop, and everything around me seemed hazy.

I fixed my glasses properly, blinking multiple times, trying to regain my sight, but it was of no use as my knees suddenly began to feel weak. I looked up to find everyone almost at the other end of the road while I was the only one still standing.

If I had read about this somewhere else and I wasn't in this situation, I would have said the person in my shoes lacked the determination to fight, but that wasn't the case for me as my entire body refused to oblique me.

Could this be what the priest meant by there would come a time when it seems there's no hope and it's the end of everything, but if only I believe, then.

My thoughts were interrupted as I suddenly felt a huge hand taking mine in there. I looked up but still couldn't tell who it was.

"Are you tired already? They are almost catching up to us" I heard him say and his voice sent sparks down my stomach

"Come on the pedestrian light is about to turn red," he said pulling me towards the road I felt like my guardian angel had finally appeared before me, ready to save me from my distress, and although I couldn't see his face, I could tell he was someone kind and caring for his voice

Stupid right?

But I don't care as long as I'm able to escape the hell I currently found myself In.

As he kept pulling me towards the road, I wanted to tell him I could no longer move nor take it anymore as a result of my body's weakness, but I didn't have the strength to. All I could see was me being pulled into a dark world and everything in it enclosing me.

I looked at the fragile figure lying on the bed, and a sigh escaped my mouth. The thought of how she managed to still have a peaceful expression even in her sleep despite all she'd been through kept lingering in my head although it was none of my business.

"Mr Xavier, can you tell me how she passed out?" Our family doctor suddenly turned toward me and I took a step backwards trying to find the perfect words to describe the situation without painting the orchestrator as the bad guy.

"She was suddenly sweating profusely and panting for breath. Before I knew it, she collapsed " I said, and she brought out a syringe from the bag she brought with her and withdrew blood from Carmela.

"What you mentioned could be symptoms of hypoglycemia from her health records that were delivered to me, but to make my diagnosis accurate, I'll run some tests on her.

I've prescribed some medication for her make sure she takes them, especially the blood supplements because her blood level is very low, if care isn't taken she might need to undergo a blood transfusion and make sure she eats a lot of vegetables" She instructed and I nodded in understanding

"I'll see you out," I said but she quickly refused shaking her head vigorously

"I have to report to your older brother as well, so it's okay," she said with a smile before making her way towards the door.

I looked the the prescription I was holding and the fragile figure lying on the bed

What exactly have you been through and why did my brother choose you of all people?

From my years of observation, Carmela has always been a quiet person and hardly gets into conversation with others even in class, which sometimes makes me wonder if she has a life or wants to live as a ghost.

Her art pieces would gain a lot of attention but she never stood up to speak about them. After years of watching her from the side, I finally decided to ask our professor about her just to find out that she was a mutism patient who had a love for art and an aspiring writer, which I found unique and proud of, but still, what could be the connection between her and my cold-hearted brother?.

I stepped out of the room Carmela was lying in, closing the door behind me as I made my way to find the butler

"I heard someone got involved in my business?" I stumbled as I recognized the owner of the voice from behind me. I closed my eyes cursing my bad luck

"Hello there brother, I didn't expect you to be home by this hour," I said smiling trying to hide the fact that I was trembling

"The next time you get involved with my matters I would not take it likely with you," he said in a cold tone giving me a death glare as he walked past me

"But.." I wanted to speak up, but not hearing his footsteps anymore made my heart skip a bit. "I have an assignment I have to complete; the professor is going to deduct my mark if I bring in an incomplete art piece," I said, running up the stairs toward my room. His aura alone made me feel like I was about to choke to death although I've spent my entire life with him, I wonder how Carmela would be able to cope.

I pity poor the poor girl.

"She was better off staying in an orphanage than staying in this hell known as my brother's house"

"Excuse me?"

Oops did I say that out loud?

I turned around with trembling feet to find his expression expectedly cold and his eyes lazily glaring at me

"Did I say something?" I asked forcing a smile

"How about I book you a nice and spacious room in an orphanage since my house feels like hell?" He raised an eyebrow

Oh goodness! I should have taken what my zodiac sign prediction said seriously, today surely is a bad day for me.

"When did I say that?"I said placing my hand on my chest and acting dramatically "I was merely singing a song in which one of the lines said 'she was better off staying in an orphanage.. than staying in this hell known as my brothers' house' You see" I said in a song like manner just to have him walk away from me not sparing me a glance

I grabbed onto the stair rail, feeling my legs trembling as he walked away. Does having such a cold-hearted brother count as having a family?

Well that I doubt.

Just as my panic settled down, the sudden vibration from my phone diverted my attention. Seeing the name of the caller added a layer of suspense to my already tense moment.

"Hello" I resuming my journey back to my room

"Just one word, is it true?" I heard her question from the other end of the phone

"What are you talking about?" I sighed

"Did your brother bring a woman into the house!" I detached my phone from my ear hearing her scream.

How exactly does she get such information? Did she perhaps fix a camera somewhere? I thought looking around

"Stop looking around and answer me"

"Listen here girl, did you leave a camera here?"

"That isn't the answer I was looking for, bro; who is she, and which family does she belong to? I want to know everything," I could hear her impatient tone from over the phone. First Nix and now her, my zodiac reading was accurate then

"Her name is Carmela, she's eighteen years old and she attended the same university as me, she's also a writer and a nice person but she's an orphan" I introduced

"Wait, what did you just say? You must be kidding me right? What could your brother be wanting from a girl he's ten years older than?"

Well, that's what I also want to know; Nix has never gotten involved with any woman. Even when he was set on a blind date by our uncle, he always found an excuse not to attend it, so what could have caused a change of heart for him?

"Could it be?"

"Be?" I raised an eyebrow

"Could Carmela be pregnant, and she refused to keep the baby, and that's why Nix decided to bring her in forcefully? Did you seriously not hear anything important after eavesdropping on him for an entire month?" I could hear the frustration in her tone. Where exactly did she get thoughts like this though?

"Nope, and I doubt she's pregnant if she is then the doctor would have told me" I closed the door behind me as I walked into my room

"Ahh! You're such a dummy, Nix could have told her not to..whatever, I'll come back in a few days and sort everything thing out myself okay"

"Forget about sorting things out, you'll be in deep trouble if Nix sees you anywhere near him" I scoffed before ending the call

Does she think it's easy to eavesdrop on Nix without having your heart in your throat? I have had to walk on eggshells for the past month because I didn't want to get caught by Nix and here she thinks I was fooling around.

"Forget Nix if you don't complete the assignment the professor gave to you before dawn, you'll be in serious trouble, Xavier," I said, retrieving my drawing marker from when I kept them.

...

I looked around the room and it was filled with an orchestra of beeping machines, each tone signaling a vital statistic which I barely cared about its function. Amidst the mechanical symphony, I looked at the pale, fragile figure lying motionless on the bed, surrounded by the sterile hum of medical equipment, before taking a seat on the king size couch in the room.

"Introduction" I stretched out my hand receiving the file from my assistant

"Name; Carmela, Age;18. She's a mutism patient, so she hardly interacts with people, and according to the recent doctor's report,t, she is very low on both blood and sugar and must be taken proper care of.

As you suspected, she is the same girl you met that day, sir, and also the same person who bumped into you at the church.

Also, your second suspicion of her adoption background was right. Carmela as you suspected was adopted by the old woman who died a few months ago." Ken gave a detailed report on the young girl lying on the bed but never mentioned a thing about her involvement with anyone in the dynasty.

"She must have truly lost her memory then. I hope I didn't waste my money on this creature lying on the bed" I tilted my head twirling the pen I held in my hand

Did I make the right choice bringing her into my house and signing the contract or did I just bring forth more expenses for myself?

I already have a hard time with the kids I'm taking care of. Would I be able to handle another kid?

Well only time can tell, as of now I just need to focus on one thing my business,myself and my goal nothing much and nothing less

"Get me every information you can about her biological parents either the mother or father"

"Yes sir"

"Also, how is the contract signing going?" I placed my signature on the final page of the documents I was signing

"I've gone through the contract, and I don't just seem satisfied with it; it's as if it's not transparent enough.

Clause one and two lack enough information on the second party and clause four defies the law of contract in contract law as there is no mutual agreement between the two parties signing the contract and can easily be defined by the second party so I disapproved with the renewal of the contract and also informed the legal team to contact them"

Seems pleasing enough, I just wish all my issues get solved like this but nature and destiny decided to join hands together to say otherwise

"Sir, the chairman called to remind you of the blind dates"

"Just tell him.."

"He said, I quote 'saying you're busy, sick or having a prior appointment isn't going to be an excuse this time around unless you wish to give me a grandchild without having to get bonded in the bondage you know as marriage.

Just go see her your rascal before I have a heart attack from imagining you die single like me' that's all"

Then why doesn't he just imagine me dying single and just having a heart attack so I can live peacefully?

What's the need to turn it into a national anthem?

"Mum!" I turned to find Carmela clutching tightly to the bed sheets, seems she was having a good time in her dream

"Get the car prepared; I'll be out in fifteen minutes," I said and headed towards my room.

I looked at my watch, and it was already thirty minutes past eight; it seemed someone was running late.

The blind date was supposed to be by eight, but it's already been thirty minutes since I arrived, and there is no trace of my so-called blind date.

"When are we going to visit the chairman?" I looked at Ken who had been seated with me across the table

"Today by nine"

"That means I have thirty minutes more to waste.

Can this be a sign from nature saying I just have to be patient and all my problems would go on their own?" I asked a rhetorical question expecting no replies as usual

"Hello," a lady dressed in a Florida pink dress said smiling from ear to ear

"You must be Miss Sunday right?" Ken inquired and I was already getting the feeling that I am wasting my time so I didn't spare her a glance even as she took her seat

"Nix.."

"Refer to me as Mr Dean, I hate it when people cross the limits" I warned looking up to find Ken shaking his head vigorously

"Oh..alright..its okay" she said nervously tucking her hair behind her ear. "I hope you excuse me for being late.."she said nonchalantly taking a sip from the glass before her. "I honestly totally forgot about the blind date, and when my PA reminded me, It was already too late.

To be sincere I never wanted to come for this blind date, but seeing you I think I made the right choice" She began swaying her tail like a dog looking for treats.

"Well since we're both here, and the table is set how about we have dinner," she said picking up her cutleries and began eating

"Don't you have anything to say, Mr Dean? I mean, this entire date was set up by the elders in our family; I at least need your concert to know if your thoughts match mine because I'd love for things to work out between us." Why is she getting her hopes high?

"Unpunctual, talkative, unethical, lack of manners, courtesy and fashion skills"

"Excuse me?" She dropped her cutleries looking at me with wild eyes

"That's my honest thought. You know I really appreciate your honesty but that doesn't change my thoughts about our meeting or your unruly behavior. We can't be together because you don't match my standards and I hate it when people act and behave without turns, so don't try getting your hopes high about me..." I pick up my coat

"Because this meeting was a total waste of time to me" I tried my absolute best to be polite and keep my words in check

"I feel your thoughts are rude so I'll take your words as an insult.." she drop the cutlery she was holding "Mr Dean with all due respect,but do you know your actions can affect the productivity of your company? I can easily ask my dad to pull out from being an investor "saying that she earned a chuckle from me as I felt what she was saying was childish

"My company wouldn't be affected one bit so please feel free running over to your dad, as I'd prefer going on a date with a little kid than with you who lacks common fashion sense," I finally stood to my feet about about to get dressed from this unholy look "I already made payments so please feel free to eat to your heart content, I'll also treat this as a charity event" I scoffed not breaking eye contact with her.

I wonder why parents never teach their children proper manners and punish them instead of supporting them when they do wrong.. I'll have to do a better job with my little girl I wouldn't want her becoming a bit like this.

"In a love story, who does the female lead end up with, the hero or the villain?"

"Isn't it obvious sir, it's the hero of course?" the nurse said with a smile, and a sigh escaped my mouth

"That means my dear child is going to be lonely forever.." my shoulders slumped and the thought of him brought chills to my stomach "You know, death hunts those who challenge him.. and when he takes a stroll, even fear itself takes a step backward.." I looked outside the window as I envisioned everything I said. "..because he not only strikes the physical appearance of a person but even their soul in short, he's called the devil incarnate in human form.."

"Seem this old man knows a lot about me already"I was suddenly interrupted by the devil himself.

Speaking of the devil was the only line that came to me. I raised my left hand dismissing the nurse as he took the seat beside my bed while his assistant gave me a slight bow

"You have finally decided to visit?" I laid back on the bed not wanting to make eye contact with him

"Nope, I came to give you feedback about the girl you set me up with.."

"I know it's not going to work out so let me think about the remaining days of my life peacefully before I pass on" I interrupted not wanting to say much nor expose my little secret

"If you want to die then just do it stop treating me with it" I heard him scoff and sat up straight

"So my threats do affect you?"

"No," he said emotionlessly, cutting my hopes short how exactly did I end up with such a grandchild?

"Then leave, I'm tired of trying to convince you" I laid back on the bed

"Well, I'd love to do that, but you'll only create a scene in the hospital and try convincing me once more to attend the family gathering, which I'll continuously refuse.."

"But why? You're still a son of that family no matter what they think so why don't you just overlook them?" I looked up to find him twirling a pen in his left hand with his face disclosing no emotions

"Because I don't want to, I told you years ago that I called quits with being the good guy, as it only makes people want to take me for granted.."

"And is that why you threatened to kill the sons of your third and fourth uncle if they don't transfer their shares to you?" I questioned just for the room temperature to drop and Nix's aura to become even darker. I suddenly found it hair to breathe but mask my discomfort with a straight face.

"Seems you've already heard of that," he said with a nasty smirk his voice dripping with a dark energy "But they failed to tell you the truth, I didn't threaten them, I meant every single word I said and that's why I shut both of them straight in the chest and if they didn't submit to my demand I surely would have sent a bullet into their brains" I looked into his eyes to find no single hint of emotions nor sympathy. They were like a dark hole ready to suck in anything at anytime

"Then what if I refuse to transfer my shares to you, knowing I'm the major shareholder of the company, what would you do?" I questioned and he snapped the pen he was holding into two and threw them in the trash can

"I'd get rid of you like I just did with that pen, the only reason I haven't fulfilled your wish of having a heart attack is that my kids are still fond of you so count yourself a lucky old man, and stop trying to get involved in my life because my time is money," he said patting me on my cheek before making his way towards the door

"I heard you brought a young girl home, who is she?" I asked and he suddenly stopped at the door turning to face me with a dead smirk

"I see gossip spread as wildfire, it's barely been twenty-four hours since I brought her home, and seems the entire family is already aware of her existence, I think it's time someone gets punished for gossiping"

"Hey, leave the kids out of this, I just wanted to know if she is.."

"I'll say it one more time, and I hope it sticks to you; stay out of my matters, old man, unless I'd send you to your ancestors if you don't.

Who she is and why I brought her into my house is none of your business so make sure you remember that before trying to investigate me okay and if anything happens to her then prepare to have a mass burial of the Aron's.

Be sure to extend my greetings to my dear uncles so they don't forget about my existence" he scoffed before leaving the room and I fell back to my bed feeling my heart pounding aggressively against my ribcage.

This boy might not just be the root cause of my death one day but also the reason for the down fall of the Aron family

If only my brother didn't pass away so quickly then I wouldn't have to pay for the consequences of his actions by taking care of his inhumane grandson and trying to reason with his four sons.

If only he allowed his only daughter to live a happy married life with the person she chose, then maybe things wouldn't be the way they are now, and Nix could have the opportunity to live happily.

I guess so..but I believe things would have been better than it is now.

It's almost a decade since his parents death and I've never seen that young man smile or cry, he left home without his siblings one day and came back after two years to take them back and I was never able to gather information on what he was up to nor who he associated with but one thing was for sure, he wasn't the same child I use to play catch with.

He grew up way too fast for his good which was an advantage and disadvantage for him as he only had to focus on his studies and taking care of his siblings rather than lavishing like his uncle who never expected him to get to where he currently is, since they always looked down on him as the son of a common chef who had no power nor wealth expect a little restaurant at the side of the road, but now the son of a common chef hold the keep to the fate of the entire Aron family members.

"Carmela wake up" I could hear someone call

"Carmela" they called again and I look behind me to find strange gun men standing before me. One had a sinister smile which sent strange creeps to my stomach. I could feel the fear that wasn't there in the first place slowly crawling up into my chest and my heart beat speeding rapidly.

As he took a step closer to me I took one back but it only made them laugh more

"Where do you think you're going to? Do you think you would survive if you jump off the cliff?" He questioned and I suddenly turned to my left feeling a heavy gaze on me. I felt relieved seeing a particular person that also hanged over the cliff from the other side but I couldn't tell who he was because his face was foggy. I looked at him pleading for help and although he was in no condition to offer me help I felt reassured he would do something to save me.

"Jump" I read him lip but shook my head "Trust me and jump" he said again and I looked at the gunned me standing before me. Not like I actually have any choices in the first place and so I did like he instructed.

I could feel gravity pulling me down as the wind slapped again my face,my hair blocking my vision as the whispering sounds of the wind filled my ears.The water's surface glinted like a sheet of molten silver, growing larger and more turbulent with each passing second.my stomach dropped as they pierced the water's surface, the impact sending shockwaves through their body. The world around them dissolved into a chaotic blur of white foam and turquoise depths, as they plunged into the water's icy embrace.

I suddenly sat up feeling my heart face like crazy. I looked around to find my self in a dark room which only source of light was the dim light beside me. My hand was connected to an IV and other beeping mechines that made my head ache.

It was all a dream

I said to my self but the experience felt so real that my hands were still trembling. Feeling my head spin I hurriedly took out the IV drop and stood to my feet as I tried to make my way towards the door but my vision suddenly turned foggy but it wasn't going to be an obstacle to me. I strived getting to my feets although I kept falling but finally got to the door. Turning the door knob, I was met with a lot of light making me fall to the ground one more time. I crawled my way through the hallway as I approached the stairs before me my vision suddenly turned super blurry but still I was determined to leave this place.

I rose to my feet about to take my first step on the stair but missed my footing leading to me falling. I closed my eyes shut expected the pain to settle in but it didn't instead I felt a pair of strong arms wrapped around my waist

"Trying to run away? Little beloved" just like a spell I opened my eyes, feeling a chill run down my spine. I could make out who it was due to the darkness but the fact about the effect this individual has on me is undeniable. I tried to break myself free from his grasp but his grip around me only got stronger. He placed his finger under my chin pulling my face close to him and then I lost my entire sense of rationality as his soft lips claimed mine.

"Don't ever think about leaving until I give you the permission to. You're mine " he whispered against my lips while I tried to catch my breath and process everything that just happened but was suddenly swept off my feet

"If you try escaping once more then get prepared to be punished"