Body of water

Three days after.....

Iyya sat on the beautiful, well-furnished table, with a clear view of the cabin beach and the beautiful garden in front, with her beautiful man sitting beside her.

She had dissolved all her worries about this man. He had no superpowers. She had slept awake the first and second nights to see if there was anything different about him.

Or if he had any plans of harming her, like her overthinking mind kept pumping her to believe, but he was just another human privileged to be born rich.

A few minutes after his transformation into a human in the Serengeti, the sirens and convoys of cars and private jets that came to his rescue were beyond any less fortunate man's doing.

He had access to so much money. This was not hassle money. This was old money. A lot of money.

Iyya had been in constant private jets and presidential-like convoys since they left Serengeti with her human, who she now knows is addressed as ‘ Xendy.'

This human was a billionaire, and he held too m