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Sachilin held Nyxta's hands as he was holding it too firmly. Caressing it and giving him strength.
Because the window in Nyxta's side is rolled down, Sarena Montenegro, an aspiring actress slash, his ex-fiance can clearly see him. She confusingly walked towards their car's direction.
Luckily, Sachilin was fast enough to grab Nyxta's kept comforter and pillow, making it look like she's sleeping while covering her face with a beret hat and her fiance's jacket, covering her whole face except the eyes.
She was about to remove her feet on Nyxta's thighs, but his veiny hand stopped her. Instead he reached for her hand and squeezed it gently, looking at her with softness.
"Nyxta?" An angelic voice mumbled out of confusion.
"What?" He spat rather rudely.
Sarena was taken aback. Although, she knew Nyxta is a cold person and already used to it, his tone is always normal.
"Who is she?" Her eyebrows furrowed as she eyed Sachilin's covered face.
"My fiance." He replied without any hesitation.
His hand, still holding Sachi's hand while the other is resting on her thigh.
"What?!" Sarena blurted out, pissed.
He shrugged. "What's the matter? We broke up like, 10 months ago."
"And you already have a Fiancé?!"
"Stop yelling." His cold eyes bore through her soul. "I have always wished for a partner that is responsible enough and would make me feel safe no one eve made. I like her, loves her soul more and most of all, she never failed to be herself . Need I say more?"
He answered, his eyes then turned soft and gentle as he stared at Sachilin.
Sarena scoffed. "I'm not even serious about the break up, Nyxta! When did I ever disappointed you?" She exclaimed.
"The moment you rejected my proposal for how many times without giving me a reason. And I'm not even the one initiating the argument that day, so it was your problem from the beginning. Just because I forgot to give you a gift, really?" He mocked.
The girl was speechless. She knew he was right and can't think of any responses.
"I did liked you. But, that was not enough reason for you to hurt me, over and over again." He pointed Sachilin with his thumb and continued,
"and she never did. I don't have to adjust or stop myself from outbursts just because I hate petty couple fights. She understands me inside and out."
"Fighting will always be part of a relationship, Nyxta."
He mockingly shook his head.
"Well, Fighting out of useless reasons isn't. Why bother put yourself inside a relationship if you can't understand your partner? Yes, it's okay to adjust sometimes. But, at such situations it shouldn't be one-sided."
And again, she was rendered speechless.
Nyxta gave her a one last glance before maneuvering the car. Her words lingered in his mind for a good while.
'Fighting will always be part of a relationship, Nyxta.'
Will he and Sachilin fight often, too? Will they have those days or even months, of ignoring each other because of a small fight? And worst...
Will they get annulled because of too much of those couple fights?
"Stop with your negative thoughts, Nyxta. It's pissing me off. " Sachilin suddenly blurted out.
His eyes widened as he gulped hard, hearing Sachi's stern tone. He glanced at her and mumbled a tiny 'Sorry'.
The 15 minute journey to Nyxta's private villa was very quiet. He's nervous. Nervous that Sachilin is annoyed at him. Nyxta was never like this, he doesn't care even when someone is angry at him, but his fiancé's stern voice badly made him anxious.
'What am I even thinking? There's no way she'll cheat or hurt me consciously.'
He took a deep breath and lightly smiled at himself.
As they arrived, Nyxta parked in front of his house.. more like a small mansion.
Almost 10 guards were outside and looking at them. Nyxta immediately went out and opened the door for his fiancé. Sachilin's lips is formed in a straight line, making her face look so intimidating. He sighed looking at her.
"You can go inside first, hmnn?" He coerced, as he caress her hair. She nodded shortly and gave him a side glance.
"Hurry up with that. You need rest." She stated, clearly not taking a 'no' as an answer.
Nyxta slightly smiled when Sachilin immediately went away after saying it.
'She's annoyed but still concerned about my well being.' He thought, as his slight smile turned into a grin..
One of his right hand, body guards saw this and rolled his eyes as he think of Sachilin's 'gold-digging' tactics.
What he didn't know, Sachi saw his expression as a her left eyebrow raised in a mocking manner, secretly smirking at herself.
"Interesting..." she whispered..
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Nyxta sighed in content, as his back hit the bed's very soft mattress. Sachilin stared at his tired but still handsome face. A soft and gentle smile slowly creeped at her pink lips, looking fondly at her fiancé.
He noticed the stare, his soon-to-be wife was giving him and stared back at her.
Their eyes met and she broke the ice.
"I'm sorry for earlier." She whispered, guilty.
"I just hate it when you overthink. It makes me feel so useless." Her green eyes turned glossy.
Nyxta panicked when he saw how she was so close to crying and immediately sat up straight, pulling her waist softly.
"Oh, no– No, no. Don't cry." He stuttered, completely dumbfounded.
"I can't even make you feel confident and treasured. What the hell is wrong with me?" She asked with a small, choked voice.
"No. Nothing is wrong with you. I feel so safe when I am with you, it's me.." He trailed off.
"I can't help thinking, w-what if– what if, you leave me? Wait that didn't came out right. What I mean is– uh. I'm not doubting you, okay? I actually trust you a lot. I know you won't ever cheat on me. But, what if you got tired of my attitude one day and I wouldn't even know, you're actually forcing yourself to be with me, so I won't get hurt?"
Sachilin laughed at his messed up stuttering state, wholeheartedly as she hugged his muscular body, that's almost double her slim shape. Yes, he's that bulky and strong.
"Why would I get tired of you? We're comfortable with each other and even have almost the same interest in different things. And, I'm confident that you would easily know it if I'm forcing myself unto doing something I don't want to."
Nyxta sighed in relief. He stared at her face that's leaning sideways just under his chest, admiring their cute height difference. Even when sitting down at the king-sized bed, you could easily say that Sachilin is indeed tall, but Nyxta is waaaay more taller.
"That's a relief, then." He replied, smiling.
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"Dearest." Nyxta shouted from the ground floor.
Although his house is literally a small mansion, it only have three floor levels. The big kitchen, wide living room, library, and mini theatre is located on the first floor while there's one Master's bedroom, 2 big bedrooms with walk-in closet and 2 guest rooms, music room and a small lobby at the second floor. The third floor is a swimming pool and one extra bedroom. It also have a backyard with a man-made fountain, garden and small hot spring.
The definition of a perfect home.
"Yes, dear?" Sachilin yelled from the second floor's small lobby, getting up from the couch.
"I wanna order some food online, how about you?" He asked, not yelling this time as Sachilin was sprinting down the stairs.
"Careful." He reminded.
"How about, spicy noodles and boba? It's been a while." She chuckled, reminiscing the good University days where those kinds of foods were popular. Even now.
"Oh, yes. It's been a decade since I have eaten those." He said, eyes sparkling with happiness.
She laughed at his reaction, pinching his tall nose and tapping his left cheek softly after.
"Go on, you order it, hmmn?"
He nodded and hurriedly sprinted into the hallways.
She sighed, her soft gaze at the tall and brawny cold man but a cute lil ball of cuteness for her.
As she turned around to go back upstairs where her unfinished book was waiting for her, a bulky man but not as muscular like her fiancé is, stood on her way.
She moved to the side a little as their distance is a bit closer than normal but the man raised his hand, stopping her.
"Do you perhaps, need anything from me?" She asked, not bothering to hide her normal British accent.
His eyes widened as he never knew the Sachi speaks in British english.
"I suppose, you don't." She added when he didn't answer.
"I want to warn you.." he trailed off, looking directly at her eyes.
"Kazvin is a very dangerous person. If ever you leave him after getting his money, he would get the revenge he wants."
"Do I look like I don't have my own money?" She asked, genuinely curious.
Crossing her hands, she replied, "If I do look like I don't have money, I would extremely disagree as myself earn at least 40 million US dollars minimum a month just by Modeling, and my salary as a producer is not included."
She smiled and walked past him.
"Gold-diggers have no limits as to how much money they can get." He stated.
Instead of getting angry, she smiled in victory and looked at him, past her shoulders.
"Be careful with your words, mister bodyguard. If someone was here and heard you accusing me without any proof, you'd be in trouble." She smirked slightly at him and walked, shaking her head and giggling a bit, as if amused by his words.
But she is amused. She's always the type of person with long patience in talk backs.
Although, she knew there is much more interesting with that man, Sachilin also can't help but think of how close he is to Nyxta that the man just casually call him by his first name.
'He is suspicious. And I know this kind of feeling...'
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