THALIALike a barrage of steel, the rain fell in a straight, silvery stream. It clattered into the pavement roads and the buildings. The thunder created some sounds like grand pianos crashing, then subsided to a gentler continuous rumbling, which was virtually smothered by the sound of the rain.The sky is lonely. That was all I thought while watching the rain alone-- I mean, not totally alone.I was shoved in Mr. Kane’s direction when a woman full of baggage dashed through the door.Mr. Kane's warm fingers curled in my arms. My heart began to pound when I realized his warmth reached my chest.I immediately stepped away from him.The long silence was deafening. Even the sound of the car's engine passing by didn't move away from the silence between us.“H-How are you feeling? Are you really fine?”“For the nth time, yes, I'm fine, Thalia.”Thalia… he called me casually for the second time. He yelled my name earlier, though. He usually called me ‘Your Highness’, so it's surprising he fi

THALIAHaving meals with a man whom I was supposed to avoid was the most awkward meal I had all my life. Despite him being my boss at work, I also insisted on staying at his place because it was raining so damn hard.I'm scared.The fact that someone has been following us since earlier and Mr. Kane might collapse again while driving the car, I'm also scared of the thunderstorms. I'm scared to be alone in this kind of weather. I hope, Mr. Kane didn't notice my cowardness. He will tease me someday because of this. After meals, I headed upstairs to the guest room. The maid lent me simple clothes and led me to this room. I laid down the bed with a heavy sigh. “Should I ask my Dad to bring back my bodyguards or not?”Suddenly, I don't feel safe when I realize how scary the world is. Dad has eyes everywhere, so if something happens to me, he will know first. I rolled down the blanket while groaning in frustration.My pride was killing me. If I contact my Dad, I will accept defeat. That

THALIAThe whole ride was giving me anxiety as we got closer to his company. I'm really uncomfortable every time people see us together. We are both from high-profile families and people might misinterpret what they might see.Why did he have to wait for me? I really sometimes can't read what's on his mind. But to be honest, this is better. I'm more afraid to walk alone. I'm afraid that more than one person is planning to kill me.Do I really need to ask my father for help? The car came to a stop because of the traffic. I panicked when I noticed that we were getting nearer to the company.“I-I can walk from here–”I was about to open the door but I heard a click. He just locked the door.“Can't you see the sign?” I glance at where he's looking. My shoulders dropped as soon as I saw the no-drop-off signboard at the side of the road. “Th-Then… We can go straight to the parking basement–”“I’m late for my meeting.” He cuts my words off as he starts the engine back.“Mr. Kane!” I turn

THALIAMom came to visit me because she couldn't reach me last night. Upon hearing that, I immediately agreed to meet her because I just wanted to see her right now.I need her warm embrace.As soon as I saw her, I held back the tears that welled up in my eyes. I just couldn't open up about what happened last night.The only thing she said when she felt my tightened hug was ‘Just go back home.’I can't face my father after I bravely said that I can do well on my own.After being dramatic, we headed to a restaurant. It's too early for dinner, so maybe Mom is just starving. As soon as we arrived, some men in black followed us inside the restaurant and some were scattered outside. “Mom… the bodyguards…”There are too many of them and it's too embarrassing. It feels like I'm the daughter of the president of the United States.“It's only been three weeks since you roamed freely in this city. You are not immediately used to seeing them?”“I…” I paused as I remembered that I almost got kill

THALIAI swallowed the lump in my throat as I tried to distance myself from Mr. Kane but his free hand reached my back, wrapping around my waist.His hand, his chest, and his breath were so warm that my heart almost stopped beating for a second. What is he doing? What does he plan to do?I don't know where I should hold my free hand to stop myself from getting too close to his face while trying my best not to meet his dashing eyes.“W-Will you le-let go now?” My breaths tremble in shyness.He moaned, sensually, sending shivers all over my body. “Are you planning something while I'm sleeping?” He uttered softly with a hint of doubt.Oh God! His breath overwhelmed my face as blood ran all over my cheeks."O-Of course not! Let's have dinner–”As I attempted to get up, he tightened his grip behind my back. I gasped when his fingers touched my bra under my polo shirt.I gulp all of the nervousness that is attempting to escape from my whole body as the tip of our nose touches. It's sharp