He demanded a guitar to one of the maids. He had all the musical instruments that she played. It only took a minute and the guitar came. She sat on the counter table and put her feet over the barstool. She strummed the guitar and tune it. He continued preparing her breakfast. As she vocalizes both her guitar and her voice.

"What do you want me to sing for you?" She asked.

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"Anything. I am okay with anything as long as I hear your voice."

"Okay." She smiled and then she started strumming the guitar. She hummed and looked at her man.

The sun is filling up the room

And I can hear you dreaming

Do you feel the way I do, right now?

I wish we would just give up

Cause the best part is falling

Call it anything but love

And I will make sure to keep my distance

Say, "I love you" when you're not listening

And how long can we keep this up, up, up?

He stopped from chopping and just looked at her sing and strum the guitar. Her voice is very angelic. He walked around her, and he kissed her shoulder.

"It's a sad song." He said. She kept on strumming the guitar.

"But I like how serene the song." She kissed his lips. "What do you want me to sing then?" She asked and keep on strumming.

Please don't stand so close to me

I'm having trouble breathing

I'm afraid of what you'll see right now

I give you everything I am

All my broken heartbeats

Until I know you'll understand

"Continue your cooking, I am starving." She said and cocked her head to the vegetables.

"Okay." He kissed her lips and he went back to his work.

She started singing another song for him. He kept on cooking. She kept singing and playing the guitar until he finished the soup for her. She put away the guitar as he strode around her and positioned between her legs. She adjusted down until she's sitting on the barstool.

They started making out.

***

Ivana heard and saw it. Moira is singing for Alanis. One thing that she can't do. She can't sing but she can play the piano. She can pleasure Alanis and she knows that she's much better than Moira. But seeing how they make out in the kitchen makes her cringed.

She didn't expect that she can't kill her instant with the poison she set up for her. She exhaled and her nails dug to her palm. Why? She waited for him for years. She always sent him to gift every holiday and she tried hard to be with him, but nothing happened? And this girl came out?

She can't let anyone have Alanis. She had killed the last gold digger that pleases Alanis. She can kill this woman.

But then she thought of Steven. She wanted the guy to be her boy toy and yet he's in love with some commoner. Well—if she can't kill Moira now, she can start with Freya.

Every man that she wanted will be hers and she never failed.

***

Moira saw Ivana left yet, she let him make love to her in the kitchen. Yes, they make quick lovemaking in the barstool. Maybe for like five minutes? She doesn't know how quick it is, but she had her release.

He took the towel tissue and wiped his mess. He then closed her legs and covered her chest with the robe that she's wearing.

"Are we going to eat with them?"

"No." He said.

"Why not?" She asked.

"I don't like how they disapprove you." He kissed her lips. "They just don't know what you are capable of."

"It's a secret." She winked at him. He nodded and then he tastes the soup first and then he prepared the toast.

They ate on the counter table and talk about the activities. Although he doesn't want her to go out to do their planned activities, he just spoiled her a lot and couldn't say no to everything that she wanted to do.

After their breakfast, he joined her to the bathroom and bath her like he always does. He just loved touching her, kissing her, and making love to her. For every woman he had bedded—no one ever make him like this addictive.

"From your last visit here, I haven't shown you around."

"Is my favorite horse still kicking?" She asked as she dries her hair with the towel.

"Yes. I think he missed you."

"I am ready for horse riding."

"Are you sure that you are ready to kick around?" He asked.

"Uhuh. Someone wanted to kill me because I am marrying you. I don't want to slack off. I need to stretch out my muscles."

"Darling," he wrapped his arms around her. "If I have to keep you in this room just to protect you—I would."

"Hey, handsome. I don't want to be kept in the room." She turned to him. "Don't worry. I am like a cat. I have more than one life." She winked.

"Okay." He nodded. "I'll watch closely."

"Don't worry. I won't let them assassinate me."

He exhaled. He won't let that fucking happened. No one knows who put poison on her drink. Not even the butler that served them drinks. It must be his parents or Ivana Lebedov. But he'll let it off for a while. He will watch how she make a move. For now, he will let his love to play along. She seemed to be enjoying it.

"I have your grandfather's masterpiece."

"Hmm. Thank you. I need to give it back to Grandpa. He said that it needed to be put on the Heiress's office. Which means, Andy's office."

"It's very sentimental, to the fact that the wood that is used is very hard to carve."

"What can I say? Grandpa loves everything that seemed to be impossible to do." She started brushing her hair to get ready for their activity.

***

Andy stared at her drink waiting for Adrian to show up. It's been five minutes and she's getting impatient. Then he came up with two bodyguards and he sat down across her.

"What is it?" he asked. She looked at him sharply.

"Your sister just tried to poison Moira, Alanis's fiancée."

His brows creased and she exhaled.

"But you should be thankful. Moira knows the taste of her favorite champagne."

"Why are you protective of Moira?" He suddenly asked. Andy looked at him straight in the eyes.

"Moira is family. She's been working for James long enough and she is part of Mondragon. She is protected by the Dragon Empire. This is the last time that I'll tell you, Adrian. If your sister lay a hand to Freya, Moira, and anyone in my Empire—I have no choice but to have her pretty head in the Dragon Platter." Her voice clear and dangerous. Adrian never thought that a humorous woman could be this dangerous with her words. She's not buffing at all. He heard so much about her and how she tortured anyone who betrayed her.

"Understood," Adrian said. She smiled like his friend.

"It's good that we have a mutual understanding." She stood and took her purse.

***

Freya exhaled as she faced her people. They are eager to fight but she must control them. She already gave them enough time to slay each Eagle in the city. But she made it a show that it's some gang that did it. She appeared less on every activity. She needed to lay low. It's for her protection and Dmitri even set a man to follow her around just to make sure that she's safe. Not just Dmitri but even Fin.

"Your brothers are quite protective," Wren said as he sipped on his beer.

"Yes. I am the only girl in the family." She raised her beer and take a sip.

"Let's just get drunk tonight," Wren said and raised his bottle. Freya doesn't like the idea. The last time that she got drunk, Steven make her sore. But it's Wren and not Steven. He probably wanted to take advantage of her, and she won't let that happen.

She wanted to get drunk badly, but her stomach is building up acid. Maybe she had drunk too much of it while she's with Steven. She pushed the beer away.

"Pass. I am tired." She left the bar and the Japanese guy and Dmitri's man followed her up to her penthouse like a shadow. Still, she knows them. They both gave her a button in case of an emergency.

She thought that it's crazy that they must set up bodyguards for her when she owns a lot of them who willing to protect her. She took a warm bath and after she went to the kitchen for a glass of milk. She hasn't slept well for days because she just missed someone.

After her milk, she went to bed to sleep. But as soon as she had fallen asleep, she dreamed of Steven with another woman. He was kissing her and then he turned to her without any care.

"You left me. Why do you still want to be with me?" He asked. The faceless woman wrapped herself around him. "She pleasures me well more than you do."

She woke up with a broken heart and it's the first time that she cried all night.