• • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •It had always struck Mili unusual - the way Jovanno acts around here. He was barely involved in the family's organisation and business stuff, and his father made him carry a tracker. Everything around Jovanno had always been weird but Mili never put any thoughts to it. She had only seen him as a close friend to Tulip. His lips pressed together for a moment before he admitted in a tone that was barely above a whisper, "Because I'm not interested in women, Miliani. I.." ".. Jessica's bullying doesn't really affect me though," he tried to let out a gentle smile, "Who cares! She's married now. She's gonna go away in a day or two." The words lingered in the air between them, heavy yet freeing. Mili blinked, taking in the vulnerability in his eyes and the fear of judgment. She noticed how he chose to convey it in an indirect way and, soon, mask it with a self-assuring claim. It was just the weight of the years he had spent hiding in a family that woul
• • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • Baby You make me melt ~ 𐙚 𐙚 𐙚 "Act?" Daniel echoed in an amusedly quiet tone as he effortlessly spun her to face him. His hand found the small of her back, pressing her flush against his hard chest. He searched for her expressions likably dipped in jealous defiance. She was now starting to mirror her husband's qualities - certainly the toxic ones. It was kind of maddening yet irresistible. She was demanding his exclusivity in every essence possible...from the other women? There are other women!?- The very idea of which hadn't even crossed his mind for once since the day he had his eyes on her. When her gaze finally made its way to his face, he leaned down to make sure no word was missed by her and rasped, "You don't need to act what you already are, baby. Also, you don't have the privilege to question that." Then, without breaking eye contact, Daniel reached for the shot she had ordered for herself. Instead of handing it to her, he br
• • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • Mili took a small step backwards, her face heated at his demand. She now came to understand all too well what he meant by his wicked words. Daniel waited for a while. His silence was deafening, his gaze burning into her. Involuntarily, her gaze flickered to his lips; the tempting lips that always paint a ton of naughty things on her body. "Go on, bunny," he commanded with a slow whisper. Mili could find her lips parting before she bit on them as his presence was overwhelming, but he was too tall ...just out of reach for her at that moment. She tried to push herself onto her toes, stretching toward him, but he didn't bend. Didn't give in this time. Amusement darkened in his hypnotizing icy blue eyes. "Not enough effort." His hand left her wrist and gripped her chin lightly, tilting her face up. "Go put on your heels. Then try again." Her newly found boldness frayed because of his mischief, but she turned without a word, taking the challenge, a
• • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • Her presence rewrote him~ 𐙚 Before Mili could dwell a moment into her mistake, a familiar hand touched her shoulders with a chilling ease. Mili stiffened before turning to the voice. "How did you?" She softly questioned coming across Daniel already looking at her. "I had a feeling you would pull something stupid," he said in a teasing tone, but there wasn't even a hint of displeasure in his expression. Mili frowned at his audacity. "I'm not stupid," she claimed in a defensive tone and slightly lifted her wrist, "I know I have a tracker in this bracelet," she said as if she herself had solved the tracker mystery. "Do you, bunny?" Daniel asked as his curiosity piqued, taking a slow step towards her, observing her clad in his huge coat, looking like the most harmless and adorable scarecrow. "Then why didn't you take that off?" "Why would I?" Mili questioned back as if the thought had never crossed her mind, "I didn't want to make things
• • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • ZURICH • • • • • • The heat wrapped around Mili like a heavy blanket, her body aching from exhaustion. She stirred against the thick comforter, her limbs sluggish, her throat dry. The lingering soreness between her legs sent a flush creeping up her skin reminding her of the time before she slept. Though she had doted on teasing him, the girl had paid for every snowball she had thrown at him. During the last moment in the snow, he had whispered in her ear in a low and dangerous tone that he would make her apologize in a way she would never forget. And he had. Mili's breath shuddered as she sat up. The room.. in fact, the whole villa was warm because of the centralised heating system. Her gaze darted around the lavish bedroom. But then she realized that she was alone. The room was too quiet and she even had no idea about what time it was. Her stomach twisted a little. Where was Daniel? Why did he leave her uninformed in an unknown place?
• • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • Cupping more snow in her hands, Mili carefully pressed the pieces together, willing them to stick this time. When the shape finally seemed to hold, she removed her hands only for the entire thing to collapse immediately. "I told you... it's just frozen water," Daniel said, but the look on her face was a sight of pity as if her heart had broken along with the unborn snowman. Daniel could not imagine himself playing with frozen water; he surely had better things to do, but he somehow dropped into a crouch beside Mili. "Let's get this over with," he encouraged moulding the snow between his large hands. In a few minutes, the structure was there, standing proudly.. better than Mili hoped to execute. Mili watched him in awe. "How come you are good at everything?" "It's no big deal," he gave her a rare smile. Mili helped stack the second ball on top, and soon, their snowman was starting to take shape. By the time it ended, Mili secured only th