⚛ ⚛ His true identity ⚛ ⚛

Sean took his time before speaking. "I didn't kill Ethan" I was glad he didn't ignore the topic like before. "I never said you did. I only want to understand what's happening."

He sighed his eyes not leaving mine for a second and spoke. "Mmm... I am a suspect in your brother's murder and yet you sit by my side. Tell me, Talia. Why do you trust me?"

Why is the directing the question to me? I barely understood my emotions let alone know the answer to his question. I looked away. "I - I...." What more excuse could I give for trusting this handsome stranger blindly?

I could feel his gaze on mine and I wanted as much as possible to avoid looking at him as I responded. "I...I.... don't know. I just do"

A second of silence before he continued. "It seems you are not sure. You once asked me if I am a mafia?" I nodded. "I am not but that doesn't mean I wouldn't want to join. Talia, by now you have must hear a lot of stories about me which I can neither deny nor confirm since I am bound by non-disclosure but partly my previous work has something to do with us running. I worked for a special government agency that doesn't exist on paper not googles"

"Mmm." I was attentive. "I don't understand. What has that got to do with me?"

He mused as he tapped his fingers playful on the sheets. "It has everything to do with you. Up until recently some of the people I worked with have been disappearing and turning up dead. Their families were tortured and killed along with them."

"That's terrible. Do you think it has something to do with your previous work?"

"I am positive it has. A while ago I received a coded message from one of the guys I worked with warning me of the danger arising and two days later, he turned up dead with a message carved on his back and guess what it said?"

That strange feeling in my gut got me spooked. "I don't know. You are next?" He shook his head. "No, much worse. Your name was carved on his back warning me that you are next"

I stood up in shock. "M-Me? How? Why?" Sean followed me and held my face with his hands and I pulled away. "I- I... argggg!?" I screamed and sat on the floor. Two arms held my waist from behind and made me lean on him. He spoke. "It's all my fucking fault that you are in danger and I promise to protect you"

Why wasn't I angry at him for making me a target of death?

"I don't get it. Why me?" My emotions were scattered with fear and worry. He replied, "They have reasons to believe you are my girlfriend. I have received several threats on your life so far and I have tried to eliminate all possible suspects but it seems this is too deep. Do you understand why I have to keep you safe?"

It seems since I met him my brain had a malfunction or something because I can't think straight. "I don't care anymore. Maybe we should ask Jack for help and warn Prem to stay safe. If they know me they must know them too and what about your sister?"

He spoke in a serious tone. "No. Not Jack. I don't trust him. Prem and his fiance are safe, and Amy will be fine. I don't have any family members registered as next of kin that's why they targeted you, I think. To everyone, I am all alone"

That made sense.' I thought.

I sighed in relief. "What about Scar? He was looking for you"

"I killed his stepson." He spoke coldly and I raised my brows. "On the night we met, I was working on something when I saw a group of men forcing themselves on a woman and I intervened in saving her by fighting those men. They were about six and I was outnumbered, with no weapon or anything except my fist and still, I was able to take them down. That must have been my lucky night because it had been long since I killed someone"

The way he spoke so coldly and plain made me tremble inside. "You enjoy killing?"

He leaned his face on my shoulder and whispered. "I take pride but certainly not enjoy. I killed them all except one who had fled from the scene and when I found him later, he was sitting next to this hot lady who was drinking her sorrows out and I lost focus for a moment." I know I shouldn't blush but I couldn't help. Sean continued. "He fled once he saw me and I decided to join that beautiful lady indulging in conversation and one thing led to the next and here we stand. My presence that night made you a target of Scar. I apologise for that"

It's funny I didn't freak out at all. "Hmm, Did we?.. "

"No princess. If we did, you would remember and I don't think you would be active on the next few days!" He spoke in his husky voice messing with my head and emotions once again. It's a good thing I wasn't facing him otherwise he would have realized that his words affected me. "I want to know if my family is okay. Can I use your phone?"

"Not the best idea right now. How about we wait for a while and call later? Nothing will happen to them. Are you angry at me?"

"Mmm, I should be angry at you but I am not. These past few days I have seen the worst, suffered enough that I feel like I lost myself in the process. I wish I can say I want my old life back but I don't. Instead, I am angry at myself and my ex and the people who killed my brother. Not to forget I am a murder suspect too. Guess we are all criminals,"

He spun me to face him and placed his finger on my lips. "Hush, you shouldn't say that" Sean brought my hands closer to his lips and kissed the back of my palm. My heart increased as I thought it suddenly felt hot. He released my hands and linked our foreheads together before speaking. "You are too good for this world, sweet Lia. Not a criminal" I looked at his lips and he was doing the same and in a blink of an eye, our lips connected to a perfect rhythm of hunger and lust and extra unexplainable emotions that couldn't be controlled. My mind was a blur and my vision was clouded by his presence and when he trailed down kisses along my neck I felt like exploding. He stopped and I suddenly missed the warmth of his lips. "It's best we..."

'Oh, shut up' my subconscious mind awakened and instead of using words, I let my lips seal his incomplete sentence. We swirled and twirled, our lips connected until we landed on the bed with him on top. "I am not right for you but you are perfect for me. So perfect that I sometimes wish I was but a simple man,"

"We all got wishes sometimes and right now all I wish is to cherish every single moment and not get killed in the process. Tell me something, Is Sean your real name?"

He buried his face on the crook of my neck. "Mmm. You smell like honey" and placed a soft kiss there. "It is my name. Anything else you wanna know? Ask away"

He was distracting me. "Your accent keeps on changing. Where are you from?"

"Originally from Croatia but I was raised in both Luxembourg and Uk" Interesting and intriguing man he was.

"Guys, you should see this!" We stared at each other before getting up and following the voice to find out what the fuss was about.