Mou woke up the next day with new plans to start to win over Stella. He started his day by checking if Stella had eaten or not.
Mou's eyes blackened. 'What is going on?' He knew how much Stella loved food. He had seen himself how she could snack for the entire day and eat three meals. But Stella avoiding breakfast twice in a row? That was beyond abnormal for her.
Mou sent a message on his phone and got to work early. Because of his change in meetings, he would now be in a small predicament with his work. But it was nothing when faced with trying to woo his future wife...
Stella was awoken by the sound of the door knocking on her door. She coughed twice before being able to walk to the door. "Leave it outside. I'll collect in a minute." She responded in a low tone.
The worker outside did as he was told. While he was told by his manager to give food over to this customer, he was quietly afraid of the man. He had seen him eating before and his cold attitude reminded him of the mercenaries they would sometimes get...
After ten minutes Stella opened the door and met eyes with the staff member. She noticed that he was holding a trolley full of food...
Stella was surprised. She hadn't ordered food, nor told the management to do anything... Unless...
"Bring it inside." Stella ordered the terrified man.
He brought it in with slightly shaky hands. He hoped he hadn't insulted the man by waking him up...
Stella reached into her pocket and took out a small tip. "Appreciated." She said as she handed over the money to the staff member.
He took it gratefully and rushed out of the room. Leaving Stella with enough breakfast for two people...
Stella rubbed her forehead. She went and closed the door and picked up the bowl of cereal...
Stella finished it and rubbed her stomach. Her body had been struggling over the past weeks with food. Now she was really feeling it. She could barely eat enough of half a person. Let alone for two people...
Stella was forced to leave perfectly good food to go cold. Time for Mou's meetings came and she went down into the car.
Stella saw Mou leaning by the car with his phone in his hand. This baffled Stella, wouldn't he just sit in the car and wait for her?
"Morning, we have to go across the badlands today. After that, we have to catch a flight to Country Z later." Mou opened the door for Stella as she walked up to the car.
Stella was momentarily stunned. 'Is that Mou? I'm sure it must be someone faking him to me...'
Terel almost spat out his entire saliva reserves upon hearing Mou. Since when did his boss upon the door for others while explaining what he was doing for the day? Also saying good morning!
Stella eyes Mou in the corner of her eyes with a suspicious look. "Okay." She responded as she got in the passenger seat and watched Mou close the car door for her.
Mou got in the back of the car and started to work. Ignoring the strange gazes both Terel and Stella were giving him.
.........
This was the first day where Stella was completely exhausted being around Mou! The entire day wasn't within her expectations of Mou.
After they arrived to their first meeting, Mou smiled at Stella and asked her to wait for him! After the meeting, he told Terel to drive to a restaurant to eat lunch. He eyeballed Stella as she felt compelled to at least eat something. After crossing the badlands, the most dangerous area in Country R due to the constant gunfire and potentially dangerous roads. Mou asked if Stella was okay and if she was comfortable doing the journey again!
That brings us to the present. Where Mou is currently sitting next to Stella in his jet to go to Country Z...
"Are you hungry? Do you need a drink?" Mou asked dotingly to the woman dressed as an emotionless bodyguard...
Understandably, Terel too the seat furthest away from Mou. His actions today terrified him and he needed to recharge...
"I'm fine." Stella replied, she had wanted to move in the plane but Mou blocked it off. Just leaving her to deal with the most tiring thing she had ever known...
Stella stifled a yawn. Combine Mou's strange behavior with her failing body and she could barely keep her eyes upon much longer. Despite it being only 7pm.
Mou noticed Stella's slightly tired face and he thought something was strange. If Stella was waking up later but then becoming tired earlier... Was it the jet lag?
"If you're tired you should sleep, I'll wake you up for food later." Mou offered with a slight smile.
The young woman within Stella blushed. Mou was incredibly handsome when he blushed...
'He's all mine. Look how he's wrapped around my finger.'
'Tch, mine? What will happen when I die in a month or so? Will I make him a widow? Does he even like me? What if he is playing tricks on me?'
'Playing tricks? How could someone play tricks on me!? I was born to rule, born to control people by their weaknesses. If I'm Mou's weakness, then I should just control him.'
'Heh, control? Look at all the businesses he has. Imagine those in my hands! Imagine the fun I could get torturing the man who loves me.'
Stella's inner demons were fighting with each other. She might be powerful physically and business-wise. But she has never been strong mentally...
"Stella? Stella?" Mou called Stella lightly, upon seeing her asleep he wanted to relax. But he still found it worrying.
A few hours passed on the flight. Terel had fallen asleep, as he too was exhausted by this strange Mou. While Mou should have been doing work.
So why wasn't he? He was admiring the beauty sleeping beside him.
Even though she was dressed as a man and was wearing makeup to look more masculine, Mou was taking in every single feature of her. He didn't know when he had started to stare at Stella. But he hadn't
typed a single letter since then...
'Why do you hide your identity? What connection do you have to the Bei family? Why did you disappear? When came I ask for answers? Will you leave me? I'm a sensitive man Stella, please don't hurt me like this.'
Mou was going crazy thinking, he was going crazy for Stella. For a man who had never spoken to a female informally, he was so desperate to make Stella his. Help her with her issues. Make her ask him for help...
"No." Mou heard a tiny voice to the side of him, breaking him away from his thoughts.
"Stop." Once again he heard the voice, this time. Stella seemed to be troubled...
Mou frowned, is this dream related to how she is today?
"It hurts." Stella mumbled, as a tear fell from her eye.
Mou reached out to her cheek, his handshaking. His Stella was crying. Who made her cry? How dare they?
Mou wiped away her tear and felt her body tense. She moved over to Mou in her sleep, resting her head on his shoulder.
Mou's heart was racing. As he tried to stay as calm as he possibly could. He took Stella's calloused hand. And put it to his side.
He rubbed her palm with his finger, calming her down in her sleep considerably.
Stella's dream that flight was a reminder. A reminder of how her body came to be. That plain white room, the doctors, the machinery. The number of organs they took out of her, put in, then replaced. She was their puppet, she felt pain. But then the pain stopped, as the white room disappeared. Leaving a small villa in front of her.
Green grass, flower beds. Water fountains, a gravel walkway. It was beautiful outside, she felt her body go inside the villa. Only to see a man sitting on the sofa, facing the opposite way.
The man turned around. Revealing Mou's doting smile she had seen today, "Come, sugar. relax. I won't do anything." Mou reassured her, as she lay down on the sofa. As She felt a hand in her hair, and her hand felt ticklish she closed her eyes to her blissful sleep...