(Mello POV)
Mello was in his office examining the evidence he currently had against Light. Most of it was from Ayumi. For example, the hair he found it Light's room and Light's hair in Ayumi's room. He also had secret cameras in Ayumi's house before he kidnapped her. That was how he already knew about her Shinigami.
In the videos, she was openly confessing to Ahma about everything between her and Light. His Kira plans and how he wanted to involve her in them. He felt like Ayumi was just a second Misa with the way she was acting like an idiot.
But then while watching her, he started to feel something. He couldn't tell yet. For some reason, he would focus more on Ayumi's voice and body than what she was saying or doing. Matt had to tell him whenever she was doing something important to the investigation.
He still doesn't know why her out of everyone? There was Hal. There was Misa. There was even Miss Takada. But for some reason, his face went warm at Ayumi. There wasn't even anything special about her. She was just some underground model. Other than that, she's an ordinary girl you'd see on the streets.
All he was supposed to do was kidnap her and use her as blackmail against Light. Now, he's obsessed over her very being. He doesn't want her with any other man. Even the bodyguards that he hired for her. Mello's definitely feeling something strange with her.
He's in love, but he doesn't want to accept it.
A/N: I'm sorry if this story may seen rushed, boring, or slow. I'm trying to update more and have this finished before December so that I can do a Christmas and New Years' special. Thank you to everyone who's been reading so far. I can't believe we're almost at 1 000 reads! This was supposed to be just a silly activity for me, but you guys loved it, so I had to keep going. I feel so grateful that you found this fanfic worth your while, and again, thank you.
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