Unexpected Something

You alright?

Suddenly there was a roar of a car.

Both turned their head towards the car which was speeding up towards Devian.

As the car came closer Arien's heartbeat increased.

She didn't know what she had to do. She just wanted to save him.

She ran towards him and pushed him aside.

Devian was much quicker. He held her hand and pulled her along. Both of them fell on the ground between the bushes. Devian above Arien. He held her tightly.

"You alright?" He asked helping her stand up.

"Yes, and what about you? Your hand is bleeding." She looked at where his shirt was torn by the branches of the bushes there.

He suddenly leaned and hugged her tightly. What would he do if something happens to her?

After a while he left her and answered.

"It's nothing. Let's head back first." He looked at direction where the car had sped away.

He managed to see the number plate. His memory was sharp and in just a glance he memorized the number of the car.

"Okay." She replied. They walked to their car.

"Let me drive. Your hand is injured." Arien asked.

"It's okay..." Devian opened his mouth.

"Not okay. I'll drive." She cut off his words and spoke while putting her hand on his side pocket.

"You know how to?" He smiled.

"You'll see that." Arien smiled back evilly. Her hands moved in his pocket to find the keys.

Does this girl know that she's trying to play with fire?

Suddenly her hands froze. What was she doing? She pulled back her hand. Her face reddened with embarrassment.

Devian took out the key and handed it to her then opened the driver seat and helped her in. All the while he was smiling

They drove back. The way Arien was driving the car was awesome. One could say that she was being trained for race or something. She stepped on the gas pedal and the car sped up.

When she was young her parents taught he everything she needed to live her life independently. She was taught self defense, taekwondo, driving, handling business as well. But who had known that the Jenner's family business would fall in the hands of her uncle.

After getting back her memories she found on the internet that he family's business was taken over by some Willis corporation and she had nothing.

It was because everyone thought that the whole Jenner family died in the fire more than a month ago and no one came to claim it.

Devian sat calmly and looked forward with no sign of surprise rather there was a smile in his face all the way.

They reached the Lyle mansion. Arien sat down treating the wound on Devian's arm while he sat staring at her concentrating face which was still red.

"You're hurt too." He suddenly saw that Arien's back was injured, maybe because she fell so hard.

"That's...." She reached to touch her wound but was held by Devian before she could touch it.

"Don't touch it. Let me check your wound." He said.

"There's no need to check. I'll do it myself." She retracted.

"The wound is on your back. There's no way you can do it by yourself. Don't mess around." Devian took out some cotton and alcohol and spoke.

It was a very ordinary sentence but hearing it made her heart inexplicably stirred up.

Devian pressed her shoulder a little making her back face him.

Her fist was clenching tightly onto her clothes. She felt pain but she chose to not to show it.

He noticed that expression of her. He smiled and examined her wound and spoke "Won't you call me a pervert now?".

He saw how her tensed expression was so he deliberately spoke to divert her attention.

"Huh?" This man wants to be called a pervert?

"It's done" he completed treating her wound.

"Aren't you scared I'll do something to you?" He was teasing her deliberately.

"As much as I know you and your personality, I don't think you would do much." She looked at him while standing up.

He kept the medicine kit back and stood up too.

"Really?" He raised his eyebrows walking towards her.

Seeing his approaching figure she could not help but take a step back.

It was until her body was pressed against the ice cold wall of the hall that she realized that she was again unknowingly trapped between the wall and the crook of his arm.

The corner of his mouth held a smile and his pitch black eyes reflected her flushed face in it.

His thin lips were close to her face. Even a slight movement and they would be kissing.

Arien's body suddenly tensed up and she reacted quickly. She extended her hand to his chest. Stopping him from getting any closer.

"What are you doing?" She looked into his eyes.

"A man and a woman, alone in a room, what else can they do?" His eyes had a smile.

He slowly moved closer to her face as if he wanted to kiss her.

She closed her eyes tightly.

Seeing that he didn't move further she slowly opened her eyes only to look at his smiling face.

She was trapped again. He made a joke of her. How she always got into his trap?

Suddenly the door opened.

She wanted to push him but there was no time. She would be embarrassed again in front of his assistant.

But this time it was not Dean who entered but...

...

"Young master, he was saved." Ben stood there with his head down.

"Again?" Harry gritted his teeth. "You bastard, don't know how to execute anything properly." He shouted.

"Master..." Ben didn't dare to speak another word.

"How does he always ruin my plan." Harry punched the desk hard. "First he took Arien away. And now he's challenging me?"

Every word he spoke came out from between his teeth. He was so angry that if he could have gone into the Lyle mansion, he would have killed Devian by now.

"I want him dead, anyhow." He shouted.

"Y..yes Young master." Ben shivered with fear.

Harry had not known that he was being traced.

The car was registered in the name of one of his subordinates. How could he not be doubted for the incident.

Devian would not let him go easily.

If it was only him, he would have shown mercy. But that bastard was trying to hurt Arien as well. How could he let him off so easily?