Reaper

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Azias helped me into a large yacht, and we rushed inside with his guards following behind us to escape from the cold. Inside was warm, and I could smell the scent of delicious food the minute I entered.

"I'd let you tour the outside, but given the weather, I think an inside tour will suffice," he said as his guards scattered throughout the yacht.

I agreed, "Definitely not going back out until we're leaving."

He smiled faintly before offering his arm, and I once again took it while blushing. The first place I was led to was an area that had a bar and sofas. Then, he took me to see the bedroom he had in the yacht all while joking, "Don't worry, Jessica hasn't been in here."

"Very funny," I playfully rolled my eyes. "Doesn't mean any of your others haven't."

He confirmed, "They haven't. This yacht was one of my recent purchases. You're the only one I've brought here."

I looked at him as I tried fighting my smile, and he cracked a faint smile before leading me to the dining room. The lights were dim, and an elegant fragrance scented the room. There were rose petals on the ground that created a pathway to the table, which had candles and more petals decorating it.

"The petals and candles..." I blushed as I turned my head to look at him.

He joked, "It took me much longer than I thought it would. I hope it's presentable."

"It came out beautiful," I complimented as I stared in awe.

He had been out majority of the day. Now I knew why. He actually took the time to decorate and make this night romantic.

"So did you," he replied, only his tone wasn't the cheesy type I'd hear from guys when they'd try to hit on me, and that made me blush even more as I thanked him.

Once we were seated, a waiter came out and poured us champagne before leaving us to be alone. I spotted a grand piano on the other side of the room and teased, "Someone gonna come in and play music for us too?" I cocked my head towards the piano.

"Didn't think of that, actually," he said as he walked over to the piano with his glass, so I did the same. He sat down and hovered his hands over the piano before asking, "How does Twinkle Twinkle Little Star sound?"

I burst out laughing, and he chuckled in response. "Go for it," I snickered. He let out a nervous breath, and I chuckled once again. The moment his fingers started playing however, a surprise look took over my face. He wasn't playing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star but rather a classical piece of music that I didn't recognize but sounded as if it was something Beethoven would have constructed. "That...that's not Twinkle Twinkle Little Star..."

He looked up from the keys and replied, "No, it's not. Moonlight Sonata by Beethoven. It's one of my favorites."

"I didn't know you play the piano," I pointed out, surprised.

"There's a lot you don't know about me," he said as he stopped playing. He scooted over on his chair, leaving a spot for me to sit beside him, so I put my glass on top of the piano like he had and sat beside him. "There's this song I wrote once. I'm gonna count to four and every time I say the number four, I want you to press these keys." He took my hand into his, and I felt my stomach going uneasy from the contact. He placed my fingers on two keys while instructing, "You're gonna press them simultaneously."

"Okay," I smiled with eager clear even in my voice.

He started playing, and then he counted to four and I pressed the two keys as he continued playing on his side of the piano. He counted to four again, and I played the notes once again. I couldn't even hide my fascination or content. Even though I was only playing two keys, I was still very excited because I loved how the piano sounded and always wanted to learn how to play it.