As the sleek black car pulled up to the gates of Arthur Palace, Sonia's eyes widened in disbelief. The sprawling villa before her was unlike anything she had ever seen, its grandeur surpassing even the most luxurious homes in Arthurton.
"This... this is where you live?" Sonia asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Tyler nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. "Welcome to your new home, Sonia." As they stepped out of the car, Sonia couldn't help but stare at the ornate facade, the perfectly manicured gardens, and the shimmering fountain at the center of the circular driveway. "It's so... grand," she murmured, still in awe. "I thought... I mean, I didn't expect..." Tyler chuckled softly. "You thought I was just some vain man who picked you up at a bar?" Sonia blushed, lowering her eyes. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have assumed..." "No need to apologize," Tyler said gently. "Let's go inside. You must be tired." As they entered the grand foyer, Sonia felt overwhelmed by the opulence surrounding her. Crystal chandeliers hung from high ceilings, and priceless artwork adorned the walls. It was a far cry from the life she had known. Once they were alone in one of the spacious rooms, Tyler turned to Sonia. With gentle hands, he reached for her veil. "May I?" he asked softly. Sonia hesitated, her heart racing. After a moment, she nodded, closing her eyes as the veil fell away. "You're beautiful, Sonia," Tyler said, his voice filled with sincerity. Sonia's eyes flew open in surprise. "How can you say that? My face... it's..." "Is part of who you are," Tyler finished for her. "And you are beautiful." He paused, his expression growing serious. "Now, we need to take care of those injuries from earlier." "What do you mean?" Sonia asked, confusion evident in her voice. Tyler gestured to the medical supplies he had gathered. "I need to treat your wounds. Would you mind undressing?" Sonia's eyes widened in panic. "I... I can't do that! You can't be serious!" "I promise, I only want to help," Tyler reassured her. "Trust me, please?" After a long moment, Sonia nodded hesitantly. As Tyler gently applied medicine to her bruised skin and wrapped her injuries in gauze, she felt a mix of shyness and gratitude wash over her. "Thank you," she whispered when he was done. "No one has ever... cared for me like this before." Tyler smiled warmly. "You deserve to be cared for, Sonia. Never forget that." Over the next ten days, as Sonia recovered under Tyler's care, something unexpected blossomed between them. They spent hours talking, laughing, and simply enjoying each other's company. One evening, as they sat on the terrace watching the sunset, Sonia confessed, "I never thought I could feel this happy again. After the accident... I thought my life was over." Tyler reached out and took her hand. "Life has a way of surprising us. I never expected to find you either." "Tell me about your life," Sonia asked, curious about the man who had turned her world upside down. Tyler's eyes grew distant. "I've been alone for a long time. Success, power... they don't mean much when you have no one to share them with." "And now?" Sonia asked softly. Tyler's gaze returned to her, a smile playing on his lips."Now, I'm starting to remember what it feels like to not be alone." As the days passed, Sonia found herself looking forward to their time together, her heart fluttering whenever Tyler smiled at her. She wondered if this was what falling in love felt like. On the day the gauze was finally removed, Sonia stood before a mirror, barely recognizing the woman who stared back at her. The scar tissue had faded significantly, revealing smooth, radiant skin underneath. She touched her face in disbelief. "Is that... really me?" she gasped. Tyler stood behind her, their eyes meeting in the mirror's reflection. "You've always been beautiful, Sonia," he said softly. "But now the whole world can see it too." He turned her to face him, his expression serious. "I promise you, I will never let anyone harm you again." She couldn't help but wonder how lucky she is to have a man like Tyler, she wondered what she did to deserve him. Overwhelmed by emotion, Sonia excused herself to take a bath. As the warm water enveloped her, she reflected on the whirlwind of changes in her life. She had gone from feeling worthless and unwanted to cherished and protected in such a short time. Meanwhile, Tyler met with Gabriel in his study. "Sir, I've brought the information about the four major families as requested," Gabriel said, handing over a thick folder. Tyler held up a hand. "Thank you, Gabriel, but I've changed my mind. I want you to return to the South." Gabriel's eyebrows rose in surprise. "Sir? Is everything alright?" Tyler smiled, a genuine warmth in his expression that Gabriel had rarely seen before. "Everything is perfect. For now, I only want to focus on spending time with Sonia." Understanding dawned in Gabriel's eyes. "Of course, sir. I'm happy for you." As Gabriel prepared to leave, Tyler added, "And Gabriel? Thank you for everything." Sonia and Tyler sat together watching the sunset from the terrace, the pretty sky, the cold wind. Everything seemed perfect; they began to open up to each other in ways they never had before. Looking at this beautiful man who took care of her and showed her to love herself. "I've been so afraid," Sonia admitted. "Afraid of being seen, of being judged. But with you... I feel safe." Tyler took her hands in his. "Sonia, these past few days have been the happiest days of my life. I know we've only known each other for a short time, but I feel like I've been waiting for you my whole life." He paused, getting himself together. "Will you marry me? For real this time, not because anyone is forcing us, but because we choose each other?" Tears welled up in Sonia's eyes as she nodded, unable to speak. Tyler pulled her into his arms, holding her close as the stars began to twinkle in the darkening sky. "I never thought I'd find love," Sonia whispered against his chest. "Especially not like this." Tyler gently tilted her chin up, meeting her gaze. "Sometimes life gives us second chances. I'm grateful for mine."The newlyweds, Tyler and Sonia, arrived at the Walters family home, their happiness quickly overshadowed by the tense atmosphere. Sonia's father, Clinton, stood awkwardly in the corner, his shabby clothes a stark contrast to the opulent surroundings. "Well, look who decided to grace us with his presence," sneered Uncle Richard, one of the Walters family elders. "If it isn't our resident black sheep, Clinton the Pauper." Clinton's face reddened, but he remained silent, used to such treatment. His low status in the family was painfully evident, his influence non-existent despite his connection to the powerful Walters clan. Aunt Lucia chimed in, her voice dripping with false sympathy, "Oh Clinton, dear, do try not to touch anything. We wouldn't want you to break something you can't afford to replace." Laughter rippled through the room, causing Clinton to shrink further into himself. Sonia squeezed Tyler's hand, her heart aching for her father but unsure how to defend him. Suddenly,
Sonia sat at her desk, her shoulders slumped in defeat. The prospect of negotiating with the Yale Group, a multinational corporation known for its cutthroat business practices, seemed insurmountable. She buried her face in her hands, trying to muster the courage she knew she needed. Tyler, noticing her distress, approached quietly. "Sonia," he said gently, "what's troubling you?" She looked up, her eyes betraying her lack of confidence. "This deal with the Yale Group... I don't know if I can do it, Tyler. They're so big, so powerful. What chance do I have?" Tyler's eyes softened with understanding. He placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "Don't lose heart, Sonia. We can do this together. I believe in you." His words seemed to ignite a small spark within her. Sonia straightened slightly, a glimmer of hope crossing her features. "Wait," she said, her voice gaining strength. "I just remembered something. My old high school classmate... she works at the Yale Group now!" Tyler's
The Gil family’s grand villa buzzed with chatter, laughter, and the clink of glasses. Don Gil, the head of the most powerful of the four major families, was at the center of it all, a sly smile on his face as he soaked in the attention. He enjoyed the power, the groveling, the endless string of guests bringing gifts to win his favor. Even Lewis Walters had arrived, carrying the weight of his family’s regret. “Don,” Lewis said, forcing a smile as he offered a hand, “I hope we can set aside past differences. The Walters family truly wishes to mend the relationship.” Don raised a brow, his lips curling into a sneer.“Apologies, Lewis? Words are cheap. I’ll believe it when I see action.” Lewis nodded, swallowing his pride. He knew the danger of being on Don’s bad side, but tonight, the danger was about to come from an entirely different direction. Outside the villa, Tyler stood with Gabriel by his side, their faces hidden behind dark masks. The massive coffin Gabriel carried on his sho
The Arthur family cemetery was eerily quiet, the only sound being the soft rustle of leaves in the cool night breeze. Tyler stood before his grandfather's grave, his expression unreadable. At his feet lay the severed head of Don Gil, eyes staring lifelessly at the ground. Tyler bent down, placing the head gently on the grave. “Grandfather, I have avenged you,” Tyler murmured, his voice carrying through the stillness of the night. “Don Gil is dead, but my work isn’t done. I’ll retrieve the family heirloom and restore the honor they stole from us. I promise you.” He bowed his head for a moment, taking a deep breath to steady himself. The memories of the massacre haunted him, fueling his determination. As he straightened up, his eyes blazed with resolve. He turned away from the grave and walked briskly toward the cemetery gates, disappearing into the darkness. Meanwhile, at the Gil family villa, chaos and despair hung heavy in the air. The grand hall, once a place of opulence and pow
The morning sun barely peeked through the curtains when Tyler's phone rang. Sonia's excited voice came through the speaker. "Tyler! You won't believe it. My high school reunion - it worked! I think we might have a real shot at this partnership!" Tyler smiled, genuinely pleased for her. "That's fantastic news, Sonia. Would you like me to come pick you up? We can head to the Emperor Group together." "That would be wonderful. Thank you, Tyler." A short while later, Gabriel was navigating the morning traffic as Tyler and Sonia sat in the back of the car. Sonia's brow furrowed as she scrolled through her phone. "Oh no, did you hear about Don Gil? He passed away last night." Tyler kept his expression neutral. "I hadn't heard. What happened?" "The details are vague. Some kind of accident at a family gathering. It's terrible - the Gil family is so influential." "Indeed they are," Tyler replied carefully. "But let's focus on your good news. Tell me more about this potential partnership.
The bright lights emanating from the golden chandelier complimented the restaurant perfectly, the luxurious atmosphere was a sight to marvel at. “This place is so gorgeous, how did Lucia discover a place like this”. Sonia spoke in awe. “You must be Sonia Walter, I'm Jude, managing director of Yale group”. He spoke in a soft tone holding his hand out. His aura was one which commanded respect yet gentle. “Oh yes, I am and this is Tyler. He's my—” Sonia got interrupted by Tyler's phone ringing. “I should take this, I'll be back”. He spoke striding out of the restaurant. “This way”. Jude gestured. Sonia saw the familiar faces of Richard and Lucia. “Hi Sonia”. Lucia spoke in a very excited tone. Jude excused himself while the three of them began to chatter away. Richard stood in front of Sonia with a smug grin, his arms crossed, clearly trying to intimidate her. Lucia, his partner in crime, stood beside him, her eyes gleaming with greed. It wasn’t the first time they had tried to ma
Sophia couldn't help but imagine what her father would look like when she presented her accomplishment. Tyler on the other hand had other plans, he wanted to give his wife a gift for her achievement, his perfect woman was so happy and he'll do anything to keep her happy.He took out his phone, planning a special day. Candle lit dinner, a path of roses, the perfect melody of a violin and saxophones. Tyler wanted to recreate the night he proposed to her but this time, a tad bit extravagant, this time he wanted her to have her perfect proposal. He had stumbled on her dairy revealing her perfect proposal. Sophia had dreamt of walking on a trail on rose petals, with candles beautifully scattered around the terrace, revealing the pretty stars. How she would walk down the path, seeing her perfect man on one knee, asking her to marry him.Tyler took all that into consideration, Sophia wore a red floral dress, with little to no make up, she didn't need to cover her burns. She stared at hersel
As Tyler examined the note on the stone, the cleaners went into the room to do their jobs and Sophia went to clean herself up."Your Wife will pay" was boldly written on the paper, with what seemed like blood. He knew it was a threat and his house was no longer safe for Sophia. He ordered the maids to pack her bags and made plans to move to another safe house. Packed up and ready to go, Sophia didn't want to leave but she knew something was wrong."What's going on my love?" She questioned.Tyler looked at her with guilt, not wanting to show her the side of him that he had kept hidden from her. "It's nothing, just political danger". He replied blankly. Sophia understood that Tyler was not ready to open up to her. The drive to the safe house was long and silent, they soon arrived and began settling in to the new house. The environment was strange, it was nothing like Sophia's father's estate or Tyler's vicinity, this was different. It was quiet as though the place lacked life, lonel
Tyler slammed his fists into the ground, fire erupting around him in a searing circle. The earth groaned under the force, cracks spreading outward like veins. He roared, the sound raw, his frustration drowning out every rational thought. Sophia was gone, dragged away before his eyes, and he’d failed to stop it.Gabriel’s voice crackled over the communicator lodged in Tyler’s earpiece. “Tyler, do you copy? Maya says the portal collapsed. What’s the situation?”“Get me back!” Tyler growled, standing amidst the scorched earth. His flames flickered wildly, uncontrolled. “She’s been taken.”“By who?” Gabriel’s tone sharpened, urgency lacing his words.Tyler took a deep breath, forcing the fire back into submission. He scanned the empty void around him. The towering creature he’d fought moments ago was gone, leaving nothing but a faint residue of dark energy. “I don’t know yet. But I’m going to find out.”“You need to return first,” Maya cut in. “Whatever plane you’re in won’t hold you for
Sophia stepped back, her heart pounding as the figures advanced. Their shapes wavered in the crimson haze, shifting between grotesque forms with limbs too long and faces half-hidden by shadow. Their whispers grew louder, incomprehensible, yet they pressed against her mind like knives.“Stay back!” she shouted, her voice trembling. She glanced around, searching for any sign of an escape, but the terrain offered no refuge. It was an expanse of jagged ground, the sky above swirling in unnatural patterns.The closest figure stopped, tilting its head like a curious predator. “You don’t know, do you?” Its voice was both a hiss and a growl.“Know what?” Sophia forced the words out, her throat dry.Another stepped forward, its clawed hand reaching out. “What you are.”Sophia moved instinctively, raising her arms as if to shield herself. A sharp, electric force exploded from her palms, throwing the figure backward. It shrieked, its form dissolving into mist before the others recoiled.She star
Tyler’s fists slammed into the empty factory wall, the force cracking the brick. “Where is she?” he roared, his voice echoing in the silence. His chest heaved as his mind raced. Sophia was gone. The figure had taken her, disappearing in that blinding light.Gabriel’s voice crackled over the comm in Tyler’s pocket. “I’m outside. What’s happening?”Tyler snatched the comm out. “They took her. Sophia’s gone.”A pause. Then Gabriel’s steady voice came through. “We’ll find her. Do you have a lead?”Tyler turned back to the empty room, his jaw tight. “They’re playing games. Whoever it was, they know exactly what she is—and what she means to me.”“Do you think it’s Mary?”“No.” Tyler paced, his eyes scanning the ground. “She doesn’t have the magic to pull something like this off. This is bigger.” His foot hit something metallic. He crouched, picking up a small, engraved coin. The symbol etched into it sent a chill down his spine. “Gabriel, get in here. Now.”Seconds later, Gabriel burst thro
“You’ve been busy, Tyler,” Mary’s voice came through the phone, smooth but edged with calculation.Tyler paced the length of his study, his hand tightening around the phone. “Get to the point, Mary.”“Such hostility,” she said, feigning innocence. “We’re both smart enough to know this war isn’t ending with Philip. You took my father. You have my brother. But we both know there’s more at play here.”Tyler’s jaw clenched. “What do you want?”“A meeting,” Mary replied, her tone dropping to something sharper. “Tonight. I’ll text you the location. Alone.”“You think I’d trust you?”She laughed softly. “Trust? Don’t insult me. But I think you’ll show up because if you don’t, things might get messy for someone you care about.”Tyler’s eyes narrowed. “Sophia has nothing to do with this.”“Doesn’t she?” Mary’s voice was a loaded question. “See you tonight, Dragon Marshal.”The line went dead.Tyler tossed the phone onto his desk, his chest tight with unease. Gabriel entered the room just as he
The shocking turn of attitude towards Sophia left her in shock. She wasn't human neither was she with the man she began to love. She had only read about fairies, surely as a child she wished to be one but seeing as her wish had taken the most important person from her life, she couldn't be more devastated.As the days went by, Sophia and Tyler lived like mere housemates, coexisting and barely crossing each other's paths. Tyler hadn't told her to leave his house but where would she go? Sophia had paused her learning with Maya, after the incident with Tyler, she lost interest in everything. Nothing seemed fun anymore. Sophia thought it'd be better to move in with Maya and look for a job. With Tyler ignoring her and and irritated me her presence she knew her time was coming to an end. She reached out to Maya hoping her friend could help her for a while, at least until she can afford a place for herself. Maya agreed and asked that she came over after letting Tyler know. Sophia got tired
Lewis decided to take the winning side."Walk with me ." Lewis spoke, directing the command to Philip. Lewis made sure to signal his guards, letting them know his next move.They stood by the pool side, embracing the view. "I called you here to talk business". The old man snapped his fingers and just like that Philip was surrounded."What is this madness?" Philip yelled."It's just business my boy." Lewis pattes his shoulder before walking away. "Bring him to the car". He instructed.The guards tied Philip up and out him in the car, driving closely behind their boss.The old man picked up his phone and called his granddaughter. "Hello, who is this?" Sophia asked."Give the phone to your lover". She instantly recognized his voice and did as she was told. She hurriedly gave the phone to Tyler. "Grandfather". She mouthed."Speak to me". Tyler affirmed."Where should I drop your delivery?" He queried."I'll send the address." Tyler hung up immediately and returned Sophia's phone. He place
She pulled away from Tyler, looking at him with tears in her eyes. "It was you," she quavered. "I saved you that night, you were the one in the fire, I got burnt from saving you ". She stepped back from Tyler, trying to get a hold of herself. "Sophia, calm down". He coerced her. "Don't touch me!" She yelled. "You caused that fire, you didn't need saving. You're the Dragon Marshal, you could've stopped it". She pulsated. Tyler reached for her hand, trying to explain what she saw. He knew she was special and one day she was going to see everything. "Please, listen to me". Tyler pleaded. "My face got ruined because of you". She snapped back. "Well I never asked you to save me!" Tyler bit his tongue regretting what he had just spewed. Sophia looked at him with mixed emotions of pain and anger, most of all, sadness. "You're right, good night." She took to her heels, wanting to be as far away from him as possible but she couldn't, it wasn't safe. Sophia was extremely lucky to have
Sophia woke up in a room which looked like it was decorated by a five year old. She felt a small hand on her leg startling her."I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you". The little girl spoke. Sophia looked at her like she had seen a ghost. The little girl was extremely beautiful, her lush white hair complimented her emerald green eyes. She looked really young. "She couldn't be above five years old" Sophia spoke inwardly. "I'm not a child. I'm way above five years old ", the little girl answered correcting Sophia's thoughts, sending chills down her spine."I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say that out loud"."But you didn't". The girl retorted. "Here, drink this. It'll help with the pain you're feeling ".Sophia took the cup from the girl's hand not trusting the content."I didn't poison you, I saved you. You wondered into the wrong side of the forest. My name is Maya ". The little girl spoke with excitement."Maya, it's a nice name. I'm So—" a loud screeching sound filled the room causin
Sophia got up excited, happy to show off her success to her father. A billion dollar contract was no child's play. Tyler got dressed and had breakfast while waiting for Sophia to finish up leaving hera toast and a cup of coffee. Sophia walked down the stairs, an embodiment of beauty and gentleness. Tyler couldn't get his eyes off her. Watching her closely, walking gracefully. Tyler had never been so intrigued by a woman, he never understood the concept of love until he met Sophia. Tyler always made sure to hold open every door, that was one of his many love languages. . They got in and left for Walter House. They drove down a circular path decorated with beautiful rare flowers. As they arrived, Sophia became nervous. Tyler looked at her and noticed the beads of sweat, trailing down her face. He held her hand, "hey, you've got this okay?" She looked at it and took deep breaths before walking into the house calling the attention of the family who were seated at the dining table h