My Mysterious Lover

Angel's Cruise Line

The upper deck of Angel's Cruise Line usually is not well lit in ordinary times. But because there's a celebration tonight for business people and socialites, it is well decorated with different flowers. Some guests are busy in the two-story balcony surrounding the cruise ship's deck, and some guests are with their wines and women in a vast bean pool in the middle. Red carpet to welcome each guest with staff ushering them to their respective seats.

Athena Cruz, a.k.a Bea Cruz, is seated at the main entrance, vigilantly watching each guest coming in. This will be Athena's last mission before she retires. Yes, she planned on retiring to focus on herself. She's been wandering all over the place to complete each task assigned to her, and she's done with it unless they will give her something locally. But wait, locally? Where is it? As far as she remembers, she's not a local in any country. She doesn't even know where she came from, and with her line of work, she has a lot of fake nationalities.

Her childhood memory started when she was twelve years old. Beyond that, she doesn't know anything. Revenge for her parent's death is the only thing she remembered. She consumed herself with the idea of avenging them that she forgot about herself, and retiring is her solution.

Athena's eyes lit up when she saw her target coming in with a woman holding his arm, whispering something to him. She discreetly follows them without blinking an eye to their table.

"The parrot is in," she said while looking around, making sure his bodyguards were far away. She's been following him here and there, and finally, this man settled on the cruise ship for days, giving them a chance to make a plan to deal with him.

"Honey, I'll go to the powder room," his companion said seductively.

"Be fast, honey," he replied, kissing her on her cheek.

When Athena Cruz saw his companion far from them, she took advantage of it. She walked towards him, swaying her hips. She made sure that he could see her.

"Hi, handsome! Alone?" She said sweetly. She grabbed a wine from the waiter in front of her and took a sip.

He's been paying attention to her since she started walking in his direction. The way she swayed her hips from left to right caught his attention.

"Yes, beauty. Would you like to accompany me?" He winked at her.

"My pleasure," she smiled.

"Do you have a room?" Athena sat on his lap and played with his tie. She knows Anton Baltazar's weakness, and she's using it against him. Anton smiled widely and signaled one of his bodyguards closer to him to follow them.

They left the party and headed to his room. The hallway in the VIP suites is much broader than the other hallways in the cruise ship. The soft light in the passage makes the atmosphere romantic for lovers, but not for them because they both have a hidden agenda with each other.

He started making advances on her immediately after they walked out of the party that she discreetly avoided.

"Handsome, I don't know your name yet," she said sheepishly.

"I'll let you know on my bed," he whispered. His warm breath that touches Athena's ear gives her a sense of irritation, but she has to tolerate it.

"You smell so good," he's been sniffing her since she sat on his lap earlier. Her smell is different from all the women he had on his bed. And he can't wait to have her soon.

"Oh, you're naughty," she flirted with him but cursed him inside. She hated how he touched and sniffed her, but she had to endure it for her mission. She looked around before entering his suite with him, making sure that his bodyguards were far away. She saw two on each side of the hallway's entrance, and she gave them a playful wink. They were both stunned but lowered their heads, immediately concealing their emotion. As soon as Anton and Athena entered the room, the bodyguards followed, waited, and listened outside the door for precaution. They already predict that their boss won't need them any time soon, but they do not intend to leave just yet.

"W-wait, handsome, let me do it for you..." She said, slowly untying his necktie teasing him.

"You're playing with fire beauty," he whispered and spanked her butt.

"Ohhh," she said while tempting him but holding her anger within. She knew that his bodyguards were outside the door, so she tried to calm herself and play with him a little longer.

She pushed him on the bed and continued removing his clothes slowly. He tried to remove her clothes, but she stopped him.

"I want to see your body first, handsome," she said sheepishly, sliding her point finger from his lips down to his chest then circling it around his nipple.

"You'll have it hard, beauty," he replied playfully. He wants to get further with this woman, but he must be patient to have it sweeter later.

Her face is plastered with a sweet smile while she removes his upper clothes continuously. Then, she removes his belt. She could see his manhood getting hard underneath his pants, and it made her feel shy. She tried to condition herself that it was related to her work. That's why she's doing this. If not, she probably kicked his asset hard already with all those advances he did. That's why she's doing this.

"I'm ready for you..." He said in a husky voice. Anton never let a chance slip away from his hands to sleep with women who show any hint of an initiative to him. It's one of the reasons why his uncle wasn't pleased with him, but he doesn't care.

"I know," she replied with a sweet smile plastered on her face trying to give him the most adorable smile she could give amidst her anger. But she really can't hold it anymore.

A few minutes later, the bodyguards heard a loud groan coming from their boss and a moan from the woman. The bodyguards looked at each other and shook their heads. Their boss is fast when it comes to women.

"Aargh!" he groaned. "You... b- aargh..." His bodyguards nodded at each other, taking the noise inside as a signal for them to leave them alone.

"Humph! You deserve it, pervert!" He's lucky that he just lost consciousness. Other guys who took advantage of her ended up in the hospital. Well, he might, too, when his bodyguards found him.

Athena got up and walked swiftly to the door removing her flashy red gown, revealing a tight all-black sleeveless V-neck shirt and pants both made of leather. When Anton was about to tear her clothes, her instinct to protect herself kicked in. She bent her left knee and hit his manhood as hard as she could. She looked back before opening the door looking at her masterpiece, crouching naked beside the bed.

CHAPTER 1.2 THE MISSION

She returned to her room and packed her things. She can't stay here anymore since Athena got what she needed. She might as well leave as soon as she can to avoid unnecessary trouble.

"MA (mission accomplished)!" Athena logged off and deleted all her traces. She wasn't the best hacker in their organization, but she's not bad at it.

The cruise ship will dock in a few hours in City S's newly developed tourist spot. The surrounding area of City S is mostly water and mountains.

The development in the area multiplies. It started when one cruise ship company explored the place to look for a new destination to add to their passengers' itinerary for relaxation between long travel to and fro.

Athena looked back once more at her room before she headed out to ensure that she got everything. Yes, she has had that habit since she can remember.

She is wearing her usual all-black attire but with a jacket from head-to-toe, a red wig, and a fake mole on her face. Although she had makeup on and made some changes to her look when she went to the party, being cautious is vital.

She closed her eyes and spread her arms, feeling the wind blowing in front of her. She climbed the stairs going up the deck to see the view for the last time since she didn't know when she would have an opportunity to be on a cruise ship again. It's better to enjoy it while she's still here.

Unlike a few hours ago, the deck is now quiet and darker. There are no traces left from the party that happened a while ago. Unbeknownst to Athena, people hide in the area, watching her every move and just waiting for a signal to move to catch their prey.

She looked at her watch and saw that it was precisely two o'clock in the morning. According to the cruise ship's schedule, they were supposed to dock before sunrise. She saw mountains and a few islands from a distance.

The vessel is about to enter the city in two hours and another hour to reach the dock, but she feels weird about it. From how fast the ship is sailing right now, they won't enter the city in two hours. Instead, it will take four hours! The speed slowed down by half, and she didn't have a good feeling about it. That's why she checked her watch, not because she wanted to see the time but because her wristwatch has a unique function. It is to locate her enemies hiding in the dark. It's like a compass pointing to the north, east, west, or south. Her best friend designed her watch for this reason.

Her eyes are still closed, and her arms stretched sideways, giving an illusion to her enemies that she's oblivious of her surroundings. But in fact, her ears are listening to their movements. She spun around with her arms still stretched, which stupefied her attackers. It gave her a chance to punch their faces and kick on their juniors.

She ran towards the stairs, but a muscular man with a nasty grin blocked her. She smirked, held onto the railing, and kicked him hard. The man lost his balance but was able to hold onto the bar. His back hit the metal hard, and he twisted his arms when Athena gave him another kick.

Athena stepped on his hand and gave him a mocking smile. Then she jumped down. Several men ran after her and started firing at her.

"Sh*t," she murmurs. She's pissed that they disturbed her peaceful night. She hid behind the vast palm plant in the corner, and since she was wearing all-black, the darkness in the corner engulfed her.

"Where is that woman?!" Anton roars at his men. He can't believe that his men lost her! It took them hours to find that wicked woman, and she just disappeared in front of them. He was furious and took it out to his men.

"Find her, or I'll throw you all out!" Anton said, gnashing his teeth. He can't believe that he fell into her trap. Athena heaved a sigh of relief when they started walking away from where she was hiding. And when she couldn't hear their steps anymore, she walked on the other side of the hallway.

Suddenly, "she's over there!" And the sound of the guns firing followed in all directions.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Athena kept running without looking back. She has to escape!

Athena can't risk being taken by them. They didn't leave but instead waited for her to come out from her hiding spot. She looked around and found out that they had fooled her! "Smartass!" She mumbled.

"Sh*t, how stupid I am!" She said to herself. Her only option right now is to jump off the ship. She looked at the islands in the distance. She runs around, trying to find something to grab to help her on the water if she jumps off. She got a glimpse of a snorkel mask when she turned to her right. Athena Took it and put it on quickly. She looked down and saw a ladder on the other side.

"She's over there! Catch her!!!" The muscular man growled. "Welcome me," she said to the water, splashed! With her quick movements, she climbed down the ladder and jumped off the sea with her eyes close.

"F*ck! F*ck! F*ck!" Anton cursed and kicked the closest men in front of him. He can't believe they couldn't catch the woman who humiliated him a while ago. He clenched his fist and promised himself to find her no matter how long it took.

"You better find her, or I'll kill all of you!" He's so annoyed that he wants to chop them off. "I need her alive!" He roared, pulling his hair in frustration. It's a big insult to his gang that a lone woman escapes in their grasp. If his uncle Benjamin finds out about it, he might disown him and send him back to his parents, who were enjoying themselves roaming all over the world without caring if he was dead or alive.

Chavez Island Mansion

"I'll take a shower first," as Marco entered the main bedroom. Bea took the initiative to shower first to ease her uneasiness.

"Mmm," he answered. Marco walks towards the couch, grabs the business magazine on the table, and sits comfortably. His attention wasn't on the magazine but the other person inside his room. He's beyond happy and eager to make her his woman, but he needs to be patient with her not to scare her away and finally succumbs to him.

Not long after, the door opened. Marco looked up, and he couldn't take his eyes away from her. She looks so young and fresh. Her reddened face is so charming that he wants to squeeze and kiss it. Marco lowered his gaze, chuckled, and said to himself, 'Marco, Marco be patient.'

"I-I have the water ready for you," she stammered. She still can't believe that she has agreed to marry him, but what can she do? In the short period that they've been together, she fell in love with him, and she doesn't want to lose this opportunity to be with him even for a second.

"Thank you," Marco looked at her in the eye and did not move right away, not after he was sure that their distance when he passed by going towards the bathroom would not be so close because he may not control the desire to hold her tight and conquer her.

Athena was already on the bed when Marco came out of the shower wearing his robe. He dried his hair and lay down beside her. The room temperature seemed to be warmer than before.

Feeling her shyness, he lay on his side and reached for her waist. His warm hand caresses her belly, moving upward, and stops on her right breast. The size of her breast fits into his hand perfectly. The warmth coming out from him arouses her. She blushed and tried to control herself. She knows they are bound to consummate their marriage, so she does not bother wearing anything under her robe. He looked at her eyes and waited for her approval before he continued exploring her body. He can see the love and longing in her eyes, and she can see the same in his.

He moved closer, kissed her eyes, the tip of her nose, and finally, his lips landed on her lips while kneading her breasts alternately. She gasped with the sensation that he was introducing to her. His tongue made an entrance in her mouth, teasing her tongue to play with his. They did not stop kissing until they were almost out of breath. They stared at each other, and their eyes expressed many emotions: love, lust, nervousness, and a lot more.

He kissed her ear and said, "I love you, babe." It was the first time she heard him say 'babe' and she liked it.

"I love you too, babe," she replied. The smile on their faces was a combination of sweetness and lust from the confession they had just made. He kissed her lips again, and this time, Athena was more aggressive, and he liked it.

He let go of her mouth and started kissing her neck, which tickled her, but she did not push him away. Instead, she held his head tighter until his lips landed on her left breast, gently sucking it while kneading the other one. She arched in pleasure and couldn't stop moaning.

"M-Marco... Ahhhhh," she likes this feeling. He looked up to see her expression and smirked. He teased her, and he saw her biting her lower lip, trying not to let a sound out, but he was determined to hear her screaming his name. He lightly bit her nipple, and as he thought, she gasped and moaned.

"Ahhhhh... Marcooo," she pushed his head on her breast, wanting more. She did not expect Marco to stop sucking her breast and started sucking his way down to her fold. She reached for his free hand and led it to her private. Athena knows how wet her flower is down there and how empty it feels. She looked into his eyes and gave him a pleading look.

It was a mixture of pain and pleasure, leaving marks on her body, but she did not care. His tongue teased her clit, and she shuddered. He played with it like how he played with his tongue in her mouth. She couldn't help but scream out his name.

She thought he would stop, but she was mistaken because now his tongue was licking her entrance. Her hands couldn't stop rubbing his head and pushing it down when he suddenly sucked her flower hard. She's so wet that she can feel it dripping. Her body trembled with pleasure, and she couldn't hold it anymore. She wants more. She wants him inside of her.

"M-Marcooo... Pleease," she begged.

"Baby... you taste good..." Her moaning excites him, and he wants to please her more. With a lustful look in his eyes, he positions himself on top of her. Marco stared at her reddened face, biting her lower lip and gasping for air. She can still feel his tongue in between her legs, and it arouses her more.

"I want you..." She pleaded.

"What do you want, baby?" He teases. Of course, he knows what she desires, but he wants to hear it from her mouth, and he will oblige with pleasure.

She looked down and saw his asset pointing at her. She gasped at the sight of it. She lifted her right hand, trying to reach it. Every second seemed forever until her shaking hand touched the edge of his asset. She bit her lower lip while stroking his hardened manhood up and down. He moaned. Their eyes locked, and he positioned himself on top of her.

"F*** me, Marco, please..." She can't control her lust anymore. She wants to have him inside of her.

"I will, baby. I will f*** you hard!" Her sweet voice begging him to enter her turned him on even more. He loves this side of her. She's been on guard since he met her. She's like a deep forest that you need to explore and research if you want to know the ins and outs but, up until now, he barely made an entrance to her life and far to reach the deepest part of it.

The anticipation is visible on her face. "Be gentle..." And she prepared herself to take his hardness inside of her.

"I got you, baby," he said huskily. He positioned the tip of his manhood in front of her entrance. Marco looked at her passionately. He then reached for her lips and kissed her tenderly. This time, it's a heartfelt kiss. Putting their inhibitions aside and just letting their emotions take control of their actions.

She felt the pain of losing her virginity, but it soon replaced with pleasure. He entered her slowly until she got used to his size. Their bodies collided intensely. The sound of making out echoed all over the house. It doesn't bother them because the moment they stepped inside the house, all the servants were gone. He anticipated that their lovemaking would be intense because he promised to make their first intercourse the most memorable.

The tossing and turning did not stop until the dawn break. They were both so exhausted that they did not wake up until the afternoon.

Marco woke up ahead of her but did not move, thinking he might wake her up. His arms hugging her waist, his chin leaning on her head, and his nose savoring her smell. It's the mixture of her sweet sweat and the scent of their lovemaking.

At first, he thought it was only a physical attraction, but later on, he realized he was falling for her deeply.

Flashback

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A year ago, Marco found her unconscious on the shore while doing his morning run. He looked at his surroundings and saw that no one was around. Well, he can't blame them because it's barely six o'clock in the morning. And who can be around the shore aside from him? This side of the coast belongs to him, so the only people around his property are servants, and they are probably busy with their work in the mansion. He's not a busybody, but he doesn't have a choice to get closer to know what's going on and if the person lying down on the ground is still alive or not.

The unconscious person was lying on her stomach. He knows it's a woman based on her curves. Seeing her laying down like that with her butt sticking out, he has the urge to slap that a**! Yes, he's not a breast kind of man. He likes women shaking those a** while walking in front of him. It can turn him on. It never happened before, but he knows his preferences for women. He's not a hypocrite. Of course, he also likes to mingle with beautiful and sexy women, but that's about it. Nothing else.

'Whoa! What the heck is he thinking right now!' He scolded himself and felt like slapping his face to wake him up from his hallucination.

Her long black hair was covering the side of her face, so he couldn't see how she looked, but he knew she was good-looking.

"Hey!" Marco kneeled on the sand and flipped the unconscious woman over just to be astonished at her uncovered face. She's beautiful! He tried to wake her up by calling, but it didn't work.

She has a small face, long eyelashes, pointed nose, and sexy lips though pale. Marco's eyes move towards her body to check if she's wounded or not.

There's no visible wound from head to toe, but when he removed the hair on her forehead, he saw that there'd dried blood on it. He guessed that she probably landed on the shore for an hour or less and hit her head on the scattered rocks near the beach.

He carried her to his cabin, which is closer than his mansion. He only stays there once in a while to enjoy the solitude of being alone without being disturbed. He called his best friend, a doctor, to come over to examine her and give her the medicine she needed.

Dr. Francis Guzman was surprised to receive his call early in the morning. He slept late last night, so he wasn't happy receiving a call at this hour.

"He-," he was just about to say something when he was interrupted.

"I need you in the cabin, asap!" He said seriously. "Bring clothes and necessities for a woman - medium size." Marco abruptly hung up.

"Wh-" Francis couldn't finish his word when Marco hung up the phone. He can only get up and make a quick call.

He was amazed that Marco asked him to go to his cabin and bring clothes for a woman! Yes, a woman! He knows for a fact that no one is allowed to enter his house. He said it's his personal space, so no one can break into it. Even their servants cannot clean it because he prefers to clean it himself. He was curious about this woman and would like to thank her because he won't enter his personal space if not for her.

It only took him thirty minutes to arrive at Marco's cabin. Typically, the distance from his mansion to Marco's mansion should be at least forty-five minutes. He took a deep breath before he knocked. He doesn't want Marco to see how thrilled he is to enter his cabin. It's rare, so he is naturally excited about it. Francis was about to knock when he heard the door open.

Click!

Marco was standing behind the door, not saying anything, and motioned him to go into the room. Francis gave him a questioning look, but he just ignored it and said, "Don't look at me. I'm not the patient," he chuckled.

"I know, but that's not what I mean," Francis looked at him intensely. Marco kicked him on his leg to shut him up and sternly looked at him.

"Okay! okay! I get it!" He surrendered because he knew that he would not get any answer from him.

"Overall, she's fine. She just lost consciousness due to exhaustion and mild blood loss. Intravenous fluid and enough rest would be sufficient for her. When she wakes up, remember to call me and I'll come back. I need to see if there are any complications."

He nodded and escorted him out of the cabin. When he returned, he called Nana Maria to bring his breakfast to the house and prepare extra food later for the woman lying on the bed. And for himself, because he'll be staying in his cabin for a couple of days. He also requested one woman servant to come over, which surprised everyone in the mansion.

Not long after, a servant named Maria, who's been serving their family since he was young, came over.

"Sir Marco," she said to let him know of her presence.

"Nana Maria, please do me a favor?" He paused. "There's someone in the guest room and I need you to take care of her. I appreciate it if you don't ask any questions."

"I will take care of her, Sir Marco. Don't worry," she smiled at him tenderly. Since he was a child, she's been around him, so she knows what he likes and does not.

"Thank you, Nana," he turned around and went to his room to take a shower. He took his time in the bathroom, wondering who the woman was. He's inquisitive as to how she ended up on the shore. She seemed to swim from somewhere. It came to his mind that last night when he was stargazing from his balcony, he noticed a cruise ship miles and miles away. Did she jump off of that ship? 'But why?' His eyebrows wrinkled and gave Athena a deep look.

"Who are you?" He mumbled to himself. He wants to know more about her. He was intrigued, and he felt a magnet pulling him towards her. He was attracted to her, and it was the first time he paid attention to a woman.

"Sir Marco, your meal is ready," Nana Maria was standing outside the door and didn't dare to open it. Everyone knows that he doesn't like anyone opening his room, especially without permission. That's how strict he is when it comes to his privacy. Whether at home or work. She turned around and headed to the kitchen. A few minutes later, Marco was in the dining area.

"Nana, you can leave when you're done here and I'll call you if I need your help." Marco said in a calm voice. He rarely smiles, and Nana Maria was used to it.

"Okay, Sir Marco." She said while forming a small smile on her lips.

He busied himself in the study, checking his email and replying to important ones, leaving the rest to his assistant to sort it out. He decided to stay home until she woke up. His study is inside the main bedroom, separated by a door, so he left the door ajar when he entered. He wants to be aware of any movements in the room. Not long before noon, he heard a soft moan.

Athena slowly opened her eyes, and though her vision was a little blurry, she could tell that she was in an unknown place. The discomfort that she feels is written all over her face. Athena blinked her eyes, trying to recognize the person standing in front of her. She couldn't see his face clearly, but she could see his height. He was tall and lean.

"Wh-who are you?" She weakly said while trying to sit up. Though she's still weak, her vigilance is heightened.

"I think I should ask you that. Who are you?" He can see the confusion on her face.

"Ahhh," her head hurts. She touched her head and realized that her head was bandaged. 'Ugh, how did I hit my head?' She asked herself.

"Who are you?" He asked again, trying to get an answer from her. He wants to know her name, and he will have it right now.

She looked at him without blinking. "B-Bea, Bea Cruz."