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56. Overreaction

Author: Black Aurora
last update publish date: 2026-09-01 11:12:52

Fiora froze on the bed.

Her breath caught as dark fissures slowly spread across Vael’s face—starting small on his cheek, then creeping toward his neck like dark glass beneath his pale skin.

His mismatched eyes burned too brightly in the dim room. They were no longer just beautiful; they were terrifying.

Fiora’s body went rigid. The foreign energy radiating from him was immense, growing heavy enough to weigh the air itself.

Curtains stirred on their own, and the overhead light flickered.

“I wa
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  • Stranded with Five Dangerous Men    66. Intruder

    The night had worn deep.Silence had returned to the room, lit only by moonlight spilling through the window. Fiora had long since fallen fast asleep. A faint flush still lingered on her cheeks, and her curly red hair spilled in soft disarray across the pillow. Vael had already drawn the blanket back up, tucking it neatly around her.Now he sat beside her on the bed. Motionless. Simply watching her—just as he had done a thousand times before. Gently, carefully, he brushed stray locks of red hair away from her face, as though she were something infinitely precious.“Always like this…” His voice was barely a whisper in the quiet. “You make everything so difficult.”She did not answer, sleeping too deeply, yet he spoke on anyway. For the first time in longer than he could remember, he felt he no longer needed to hide anything. His gaze rested on her face.“I tried to keep my distance. Tried to see you as nothing more than a duty—tried to tell myself none of this mattered.” A faint

  • Stranded with Five Dangerous Men    65. Help Me

    The very next moment, Fiora was already drowning in regret.Only moments ago she had felt so bold, so sure of herself—even thinking that confessing her feelings to Vael was the best choice she had ever made. But now… she could not even bring herself to meet his eyes.“Why has your face turned so red?” Vael’s voice came, calm and steady—so steady it only made her burn hotter.“I-I’m not! My face isn’t red at all!” she stammered.Vael shook his head. “It is very red.”“It isn’t.”“And now it has grown even redder.”Fiora glared at him, indignant, while Vael looked more amused than ever. He leaned back comfortably against the headboard, watching her as she fixed her gaze intently on the blanket—as though it were the most fascinating thing in the whole world.“You were so very brave just now.”“Vael.”He lifted one shoulder lightly. “I am only observing.”Fiora buried her face in her hands.Ugh… why was I so bold? Why did I speak before I thought?And worse… why did Vael look as though

  • Stranded with Five Dangerous Men    64. Let Me Be the One to Satisfy You

    “Are you not afraid of me?” Vael’s voice was low, and beneath the quiet words lay something that made Fiora’s chest tighten—something raw and barely held back. She looked up at him, drinking him in, their faces so close she could trace every detail: the silver hair falling a little longer now, his mismatched eyes darkened with longing, and the quiet exhaustion he had always hidden so well. “I may have been afraid once,” she whispered, honest and soft. “But never afraid that you would hurt me.” She lifted her hand, brushing her fingers gently against his cheek. “Because you look like someone fighting so hard… just to keep from hurting me.” Silence settled over the room. Because it was true. Every day since she had returned, Vael had been fighting—not against enemies, but against himself. Fighting to stay near her yet hold back. Fighting the terror of losing her a second time. Fighting the instinct that roared in his blood: she is mine. His hand covered hers, holding it gently

  • Stranded with Five Dangerous Men    63. Not Afraid?

    Vael’s hand closed around hers, tighter than usual, and Fiora blinked up at him. “Vael?”“Mm.”“Are you certain nothing is wrong?”His gaze slowly lifted from the horizon and settled back on her. For a long moment, he looked as though he might say something… but in the end, he only shook his head. “Let us go home.”Fiora studied him, then nodded gently. “All right.”They walked the rest of the way back along the forest path as the sun slipped below the treeline, leaving long, golden shadows stretching across the earth.*** Later that evening…Fiora found Vael in the kitchen. He stood before the stove, stirring something in a pot, and a sweet, rich scent filled the air.“What are you making?”He glanced over. “Milk and meat stew.”Fiora looked instantly suspicious. “That sounds… unusual.”“Then do not eat it.”She shook her head firmly. “No. I want to try it.”“Brave of you,” he teased.“Of course I’m brave. You made it.”The words made him pause, his spoon still in the pot. Fiora r

  • Stranded with Five Dangerous Men    62. Omen

    The single word stopped Fiora cold.You.Just one word, yet it felt deeper, truer, than every sweet thing she had ever heard.…Me? she whispered.“Mm.” Vael said it as though it were the most obvious thing in the world—while Fiora’s heart raced so fast it felt ready to burst.“You… you mean that?”“I never jest about things like this.” His mismatched gaze never wavered, and Fiora quickly looked down, her cheeks burning hot.Seeing her so flustered seemed to lighten something in him, easing the tight, careful set of his shoulders.“Very well. I concede. Your question was far too difficult for me.”Fiora lifted her head, laughing softly. “So even someone as strong and brilliant as you can lose? That’s… oddly comforting.”“Are you enjoying seeing me defeated?”“Perhaps a little.”Vael sighed, long and quiet. Then, before she could react, he dipped a finger in the sauce beside his plate and gently brushed it across the tip of her nose.“Now we are even,” he said, looking thoroughly please

  • Stranded with Five Dangerous Men    61. You

    After they had lain in the grass for a while, a soft, rumbling sound suddenly escaped Fiora’s stomach.Grrk.She froze instantly. Vael turned his head slowly toward her, lifting one silver eyebrow.Fiora buried her face in her hands. “…Please. Pretend you didn’t hear that.”“I heard it.”“No, Vael. You didn’t.”“I heard it very clearly, Fiora.”She glared at him, cheeks burning, while the corner of his mouth lifted in a faint, amused curve.“You’re hungry.”“Isn’t it normal to be hungry?”“It is. Very normal.”Fiora huffed. “Exactly.”“But it is not normal when your stomach growls loud enough to scare the birds away.”“VAEL!” she cried, thoroughly indignant—and he chuckled, low and warm.Minutes later, they began walking down the hill. Halfway down, Fiora spotted a small lake hidden among the trees. The water was so clear it glittered under the sunlight, and her eyes lit up instantly as she caught sight of silvery fish swimming beneath the surface.“Vael…”He followed her gaze. “Mm.”

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