"Mrs. Grace Parker, you have some explaining to do."
His voice was just as enchanting as ever, pulling her deeper into the trance that had taken over her. Seeing him from this close after such a long time, Grace wasn’t sure how to feel.
But it would be a lie if she said that she didn’t feel any relief and also a tiny bit of happiness after seeing him. After all, he was among those few people in her life toward whom she felt apologetic.
Taking in a deep breath, she tried to pull herself together and moved to step away from the door and him. But it wasn’t that easy to get away from him, especially when he didn’t want to let her go.
To keep her in place, he wrapped one of his hands around her waist and pressed her further against the door, stepping a little closer to remove that small gap between their bodies. This time, there was merely a breath of space separating their bodies and this realization left her stunned and anxious.
"Davian..."
His name escaped past her slightly parted lips before she could have stopped herself. She was both shocked and confused by how he was behaving today. They had known each other for over six years and had been in a contractual, fake relationship for more than four years. And yet, they always maintained proper physical distance unless they had to put on a show in front of people. Not even once he stood close to her behind closed doors, let alone holding her so intimately and... possessively.
She stared at him, noticing the never before seen intensity in his bright green eyes. The way he was looking at her, it was so different from the past, and she felt scared of reading too much in those eyes that refused to move away from her face.
She noticed his lips moving as he spoke, and his words slowly registered in her brain.
"Say that again?"
There was something so raw, so deep, and unexplainable in his voice as he made the demand that left her completely confused. "Huh?" She stared at him cluelessly, not understanding what he wanted her to repeat.
"My name." He whispered, almost like a low growl that came deep from his chest. He kept his gaze locked on hers as he answered. "Say it again."
It was such an unexpected demand, but a demand nonetheless. She started wondering if he was drunk or something. She frowned and tried to smell if he was drunk, but at that very moment, his arm tightened its hold around her waist and he pulled her against him.
The moment their bodies pressed against each other’s, a loud gasp of surprise escaped her lips and she whisper shouted - "Davian! What are you-"
The rest of the words got lost when she noticed the smile that suddenly bloomed on his lips. It was a genuine smile, not the fake one that she was so used to seeing. She couldn’t recall seeing him really smiling, at least not since...
She stopped her thoughts from wandering in that direction. That part of both their pasts was best left untouched.
Her full attention returned to him when she felt him brushing away some loose strands of hair from her temple. The gesture was so unexpected and he was being way too gentle, making her wonder just how drunk he was to behave like this.
She tried not to think about how wildly her heart was racing, and grabbed his wrist, pulling his hand away from her face. Thankfully, he didn’t resist.
"What’s wrong with you today? Can you stop behaving so out of character?" She demanded while staring into his eyes that were of similar shade of her own. The only difference was that hers were completely green while his carried a touch of amber in them.
He was also a very handsome man with a tall and muscular build that he got from his seven years in the special forces. His silver hair looked perfect on his slightly tanned skin. He was rich, successful, and the perfect gentleman in the general public’s eyes, making him the most beloved and famous man in the entire Starship Country.
Slowly, he pulled his arm from around her waist and stepped back. But just as she thought that she was finally safe from his closeness, he surprised her again as his hand grabbed hers and he started pulling her toward the living room.
She followed him silently and settled down on the couch next to him when he signaled her to. Still, he didn’t let go of her hand which made her stare at their joined hands. As if he realized it too, he finally let go of her hand.
"Why did you buy the Starfall Isle?" He asked, his voice finally returning to its usual tone, but she still felt a slight softness in it.
"It’s none of your business." She replied, not daring to look into his eyes directly.
He was silent for merely a moment before he continued asking more questions. "What about your plan of setting fire in Blackwood Mansion?"
Grace almost inhaled deeply, almost. She was surprised to hear that he knew the truth behind the fire. But at the same time, she was aware that with his money and power, there was nothing that he couldn’t know, especially when it was something related to her.
She remained silent and just refused to answer. She didn’t need to as her personal life had nothing to do with him. But then she realized that his questions hadn’t ended, actually far from it.
She heard him taking in a deep breath as if he wasn’t liking her silence, yet she still refused to say anything and kept her gaze focused on the night view of the city past the glass windows.
"Fine. How about you tell me how and why you suddenly killed Daniel and closed your base? Or about the fact that you have been buying supplies under the disguise of Ms. Brown... my imaginary ex-girlfriend?"