Chapter 6 Was he...

Before Scar could realise what happened, she was out of the water, coughing violently.

"You okay?" She heard a concerned deep voice beside her. When she looked up, it was Rafaelle! All drenched in water. His neatly combed hair was messy and his black shirt was hugging his perfect sculpture, making him so hot in her eyes.

Her obsession broke when the servants came running there, looking for their master. "Young master, are you alright? Oh, God! You are soaked in water!" One middle-aged man in a butler suit hurriedly tried to put a dry towel on him.

Rafaelle raised his hand and stopped the servant, who obliged him obediently but was concerned as hell. "It's alright, Martin. I am fine." He took the dry towel from his hand and wrapped it over Scarlett, who was still in a daze by the intensity of the situation.

"B...but master..." Martin tried to argue but stopped once again when Rafalle signaled him to stop.

"Oh my God, Scarlett! What happened to you!?" Camilla quickly came to her sister,