I walked in the darkness around the Wing. Silently. Making no noises.

Just thinking to myself. Missing my family. But I was sure they were safe.

Thinking about tomorrow's fight, gave me a pleasant feeling. I haven't been in the ring since days and my hands were itching to draw blood. My nerves were jumping up and down with excitement.

Damn they loved violence.

I couldn't wait to get back into the ring.

This win was important. Ken said all of them were going to be there for the fight. He refused to tell the reason.

"Damion's Orders." As he said.

I walked along the trees. I had left the stone path a while ago. Finding my own way through the darkness seemed more relaxing than walking on the decided path.

I though about how drastic turn my life had taken in almost two weeks.

I had never imagined myself in The Sanchez Empire having this connection with the Rey.

"You should not be out here at this point of time." I heard a voice and the footsteps approaching with a relaxing scent of vanilla and cedarwood.

I hadn't quite felt it since a week.

I didn't turn around to look at him. I was not gonna show the way he affected me.

I kept walking. I had been ignoring him since yesterday's encounter.

I chose to go against my mind.

I decided to prove him wrong. I had decided to show him I was not weakness. But he doesn't need to know it just yet.

I didn't want to hear the coldness in his voice and see his icy blue eyes which held absolutely no emotion.

Cause that broke me.

I heard him walking close to me, his footsteps falling with mine. I glanced at him to see him wearing a white dress shirt carrying his back suit jacket in his hands who had sleeves rolled up.

I didn't look into his eyes, afraid to see no trace of emotion.

"I shouldn't have said that yesterday." He said quietly.

I closed my eyes pressing my lips in a thin line.

I didn't say anything or didn't even acknowledge his words which affected me deeply making my heart go wild.

I kept my face calm.

I felt him catch my wrist stopping me. He turned me around to face him. I wanted to resits. I wanted to yank away my hand from his. To get away from him. But I didn't.

I couldn't.

My muscles refused to move.

He had control my moves and my brain.

I kept my eyes on the ground refusing to meet his which were focused on me. I could feel him looking at me intensely. I span the knife in my fingers as fast as I could.

I knew his eyes followed that as well. He gave my wrist a light tug causing me almost to wince.

I had hurt my wrist while fighting with Kenneth today.

He again squeezed it a little unaware of my pain making my eyes to snap up to his.

I looked into his electric blue eyes which were focused on me.

His eyes looking deep into mine. Except, this time, he was trying to read them.

My heart skipped a beat as he pulled me closer to him. Shivers ran down my spine as his eyes stayed on me without even blinking.

In a moment, he lowered all my guards. He threw all my plan to ignore him out of the damn window.

Just in a moment, all those emotions came running back to me. All those feelings escaped the cage I had kept them locked in.

He had the key. I had given him the key.

He didn't say anything either. Just stood there close to me. Looking into my eyes.

His eyes were speaking volumes. But he was quiet. He didn't let them speak. Seemed like he wanted to say something. Like he was stopping himself from something.

He was holding himself back and his eyes screamed that he was forcefully keeping himself from speaking something.

He still thought I was a weakness. He was trying to stay away. Trying not to do anything which he will regret later. Which will make him give into his feelings.

I needed to prove him that I am just as strong. That I can be his strength. I wanted to tell him but I knew he won't listen.

That was why I needed to win the fight. To prove my point.

If I say anything right now, it will all be in vain. I needed to prove him wrong.

So, I kept quiet. I didn't say anything. I didn't ask him anything. I didn't try to convince him or tell him anything.

I just stood there in front of him as he kept gazing into my eyes wordlessly.

His blue eyes were searching for my soul. His scent around me, relaxing my nerves. His fingers around my wrist holding me in a firm yet gentle grip.

I missed that touch.

I don't know what exactly to call this feeling but it was peaceful to be around him. To have him near me.

Looking into his eyes after a week. It all felt good.

He was the darkness and I was attracted towards it.

"I sho-" He started speaking but I stopped him.

"I understand." I said quietly.

He again went silent looking at me quietly. "You shouldn't be out here." He whispered.

"You shouldn't be caring about me." I whispered back.

Unknown emotion flashing in his eyes before he closed them.

"For one last time." He whispered to himself and in a moment he pulled me closer to him wrapping me in his arms.

I couldn't process anything. My mind was blank. I could only feel him against me. His hands wrapped around me in a tight grip like I was going to disappear. Like it was really the last time.

I felt him take a deep breath and I closed my eyes giving into the feelings. I wrapped my hands around him and heard him sigh.

It felt good. It felt perfect to be in his arms. Damn my mind! It felt good to give into feelings for once.

I inhaled his cologne pressing my face against his chest. I could hear his heartbeat which was raged just like mine. They beat in sync. Shivers ran down my spine. I kept my eyes closed just enclosing the moment in my mind forever.

I felt something very strong towards him. I didn't want to stop feeling it. I wanted to be with him. Forever. I wanted him to hold me.

Forever.

His hand was in a tight grip around me refusing to let me go. And damn me! I didn't want to go. I wanted to stay there. Just like that.

His embrace was warm and inviting just like it was the other day. I felt safe and protected. I knew nothing can even touch me when I was with him.

I needed him to give into his feelings cause now, I couldn't block them. I felt them thousand times stronger.

It was too late to turn around. I knew he felt for me too. The way he held me, I just knew.

This was something worth fighting for. He was worth fighting for. He was worth killing for.

Hey Marshmallows! Here you go with another chapter!

They are just so cute together!😭😭.

Why can't they get together already?

*Realises I am the author.* *Looks around* Well, never mind..!

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