Author's Pov
Aaron was sitting in his luxurious Dubai penthouse, enjoying a glass of wine while overlooking the glittering city skyline. He had just finished a round of high-stakes meetings, and now he was looking to unwind.
Aaron suddenly found himself lost in thought, his mind wandering back to his childhood. He had grown up in a rough neighborhood, and it had shaped him in many ways. He sipped his wine, memories flooding his mind.
Aaron's childhood was a lonely one. His mother had passed away when he was only four years old, and his father had become distant and withdrawn, spending more time away from the family estate than with his son.
The staff of the house took pity on the young boy and began to treat him like a pet, showering him with affection and attention that he desperately craved.
Despite some of staff's members kindness, Aaron grew up feeling isolated and alone. He longed for a connection with his father, but his father seemed uninterested in his son, engrossed in his own life and work.
Aaron tried to fill the void with material possessions, spending his father's money on expensive toys and gadgets, but it only provided temporary satisfaction.
Aaron's childhood experiences left a deep mark on him. Without the love and attention he so desperately needed, he developed a cold and distant demeanor.
As he grew older, he built up an impenetrable wall around his heart, refusing to let anyone in or show any vulnerability. His past had hardened him, turning him into a cold and callous man.
Despite some of staff's members kindness, Aaron grew up feeling isolated and alone. He longed for a connection with his father, but his father seemed uninterested in his son, engrossed in his own life and work.
Aaron tried to fill the void with material possessions, spending his father's money on expensive toys and gadgets, but it only provided temporary satisfaction.
What Aaron felt for Eva was more than just a simple infatuation or "first sight" attraction. It was an intense, deep-seated desire to possess her, to claim her as his own and never let her go.
He saw in her a chance to fill the emptiness in his soul, to mend the broken pieces that had been left shattered by his past.
Up until now, Aaron had never allowed himself to love anyone , but now he found himself wanting, even needing, to be with Eva.
He wanted to experience what it was like to love and be loved in return, to form a deep connection with someone. He yearned to live his life with Eva, to be by her side and protect her always.
Eva, too, was unable to shake the feelings that had stirred within her as soon as she laid eyes on Aaron. The connection between them was electric, and his voice, his gaze had captured her attention and stirred something deep within her soul. She couldn't explain or understand why she felt so drawn to him, but she knew that their encounter had left an indelible mark on her heart.
Eva was surprised by the strength of the attraction she felt towards Aaron. She had never experienced such a powerful connection before, and it had left her feeling confused and captivated.
She tried to rationalize it, to tell herself that it was just a passing fancy, but deep down she knew that there was something more to it.
Despite her privileged upbringing and loving family, Eva had always felt that something was missing in her life.
She had everything she could ever want or need, but deep down she felt a sense of emptiness, as if there was a void within her that no amount of material possessions could fill. She couldn't put her finger on it.
Every day since that , Eva found herself receiving beautiful bouquets of flowers, each one accompanied by a note bearing a delicate drawing of a blue butterfly.
She was puzzled by these mysterious deliveries, but she couldn't deny that they had a strange beauty and a certain magnetic pull that drew her attention and curiosity.
Eva was both intrigued and mystified by the unknown sender of the bouquets. She tried to piece together any clues to uncover the mystery, but every lead led to a dead end.
The enigmatic blue butterflies left her with more questions than answers, and she found herself becoming increasingly entranced by their strange beauty.
Eva thought that if she ignored the bouquets and didn't look into them further, they might eventually stop. However, she was wrong.
she received daily a bouquet of beautiful red roses, the petals a deep, velvety shade of crimson daily on her door. She couldn't help but notice the small note attached to the flowers, once again adorned with a drawing of a blue butterfly everyday.
As the days ticked by, Eva began to convince herself that Aaron had probably forgotten her, that their brief encounter had been nothing more than a passing moment.
She tried to push any thoughts of him out of her mind, telling herself that she should forget about him and move on with her life. However, deep down, she knew that the memory of him was etched in her soul and that she would never be able to truly let go of the strange connection they had shared.
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Aaron's Pov
I was in Dubai on a mission to deal with some troublesome individuals. i had always been ruthless in his dealings, never feeling any remorse or guilt for the violent paths i chose to follow. Now, it was time to take care of these "bastards", as I would call them.
After completing my meeting with the Germans, I finally had a chance to rest and unwind in my hotel. I leaned back on my bed, feeling a sense of satisfaction now that the troublesome individuals had been dealt with. There was something that was still bothering me, though...
Despite my best efforts to push her out of my mind, thoughts of Eva kept creeping back in. I tried to tell myself that she was just another woman, that she wasn't any different from the countless others I had met and forgotten. But something about her had left a mark on me, and I couldn't shake off the memory of her captivating gaze and her intoxicating scent.
I closed my eyes for a moment, trying to clear my mind and focus on something else. But instead, images of Eva's face flashed before my mind, her eyes looking deep into my soul. It was as if her presence had etched itself into my subconscious, constantly reminding me of her.
As I sat back on the sofa, glass of wine in hand, I couldn't help but think of her again. I took a sip of the wine, the rich, dark liquid gliding down my throat. But even the familiar taste of alcohol couldn't dull the memories of her that lingered in my mind.
As I reflected on my feelings for Eva, I realized that there was a deep sense of protectiveness that had lodged in my heart. I wanted to shield her from danger, to keep her safe from any harm that might come her way. It was a foreign sensation for me, but one that I couldn't ignore.
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Flashback :
I was sitting in the VIP lounge when my eyes fell upon Eva. She was dancing, her body swaying to the music, but then a guy approached her and tried to touch her. My heart rate picked up, my protective instincts kicking in as I watched him lay his hands on her.
I breathed a sigh of relief when Eva pushed the guy away, but my anger still simmered beneath the surface. I gestured Derek , to bring the guy downstairs.
My mind raced with anger and determination as I thought about the man who had tried to touch Eva. I knew I couldn't let it slide, that he needed to be punished for daring to lay his hands on her. I quickly finished my drink and got up from my seat.
After glacing one last time at Eva , I made my way quickly downstairs, my mind focused on the guy who had touched Eva. As soon as I reached the ground floor, I scanned him
The man was slumped in a chair, completely drunk. His eyes were glazed over and he was struggling to keep his head up. It was obvious that he was in no condition to defend himself, but I didn't care.
I grabbed his hand and twisted it, causing him to cry out in pain. then i twisted his hand again completely that his bone broked .
He screamed out of lungs ,"That's for touching what doesn't belong to you," I growled.
I turned towards Derek and gave him a sharp nod. "He needs to be taught a lesson. Take him to the valorous ," I commanded.
Valorous was a majestic lion that had been with us since I was nineteen years old. He had grown up alongside me, and we had an unwavering bond. As I instructed Derek to take the man to Valorous, I felt a sense of satisfaction knowing that he would receive a punishment he wouldn't forget.
I couldn't help but smirk as I thought of Valorous enjoying a "feisty" dinner tonight. He was a powerful predator, renowned for his ferocity
To my disappointment, when I returned to the club, Eva was nowhere in sight. I felt a pang of frustration. I had hoped to catch a glimpse of her again, to see her captivating smile or feel the electric connection we had shared before. But she had vanished like a ghost.
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Flashback*
I was savoring a glass of wine, when I suddenly heard a voice behind me. Startled, I nearly spilled my drink as I quickly turned around to see who it was.
To my surprise and irritation, standing behind me was my cousin sister. I raised an eyebrow in annoyance, wondering what she was doing here unannounced.
After what felt like an eternity of enduring her presence, my cousin sister finally left the penthouse. I let out a sigh of relief and leaned back on the sofa, relishing the peace and solitude that her departure brought.
I had a complicated relationship with my cousin, who was the daughter of Aunt Sophia. Aunt Sophia was my mother's closest relative, and while I respected her deeply, I knew that my cousin's presence was a source of irritation for me. However, I made an effort to be polite and respectful towards Aunt Sophia, despite my annoyance with her daughter.
I had no intention of attending my cousin's party , but Aunt Sophia's personal invitation made it difficult for me to decline. Despite my reluctance, I knew that refusing would disrespect Aunt Sophia, and ultimately, my mother as well. So, I begrudgingly accepted the invitation, knowing that it would be a tedious and annoying experience.
After a tiring day, I finally went to bed. As I lay in bed, my mind wandered to a picture of Tiggress. Looking at her photo, i admired her beauty, her fetaures . I had to leave Dubai tomorrow, and Tiggress was hundreds of miles away. With a heavy heart, I closed my eyes and willed myself to sleep.
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