Chained to Mr. Billionaire

WHAT A GOOD TIME FOR TRUTH

"When the night has come and the land is dark. And the moon is the only light we'll see. No, I won't be afraid. Just as long as you stand—stand by me"

- Stand by Me (Skylar Grey)

I shivered at the coldness of the water that clung into my skin. The thunders could still be heard inside the car. But it was fainter than before. The rain were aggressive enough that we couldn't see anything if we were to leave right now. The eerie silence filled my ears and the only thing I could hear other than the faint thunderstorms were our breaths. The only warmth that I had were his spare shirt and his warm hand around my waist.

His cheek is rested on my chest with his eyes closed. For the past thirty minutes I had only been staring at the dark sky covered with a lot of clouds. The silence that took us in here as he suggested to take into a shelter before something might happened to us. He was right though, so I didn't argue anymore.

The moment we stepped inside the car, we decided to wait for the weather to calm down and leave. I was also well aware that it isn't ideal to leave right now when everything is dark around us. Accident would most probably happen if we risk it. Our phones were out of signal due to the weather. My heart rate wasn't anymore hammering like I would have an heart attack. My mind weren't filled with darkness anymore. I felt refreshed mentally but physically worn out.

His presence was what calms me down and away from depressing thoughts. The moment he kissed me there, I was breathless in a way that I had been given a life again. He's willing to try for me. He asked me out and I wasn't dreaming at all. It isn't some sort of parallel universe for it to be a lie or an illusion. He's here beside me. Healthy and breathing. His scent that is coming from his dry shirt that I'm wearing, pressed against his bare chest.

The only thought that I could think of, were if this will work out well. What was the game he's talking about. And lastly was still the question, what does he love about me? How exactly did I fall in love with him except for his physical features? I was afraid without doubt that he would still keep things on me but the only thing I could do is to find out and trust him like I always do.

I lowered my head to take a good look at him. His pink lips parted slightly, he looked like an innocent boy with eyes closed. I couldn't see his beautiful blue orbs but now that I stare more into his face, the more I notice how his eyelashes are long. His hair quite dry and all over the place. The beautiful features that he has was reflecting on the lightning. Stubbles in his chin and his smooth skin that I wanted to run my hand on but I just stayed in my position. I don't know if he's asleep or not.

"Ry?" I called him softly. Trying to find out if isn't asleep so I could ask him something that I've been wondering. Staring at his innocent face and didn't really bothered to look into another direction. He just let out a hum in response. Letting me know that he could hear me. I hesitated for a second to what I'm about to ask. But the curiosity gets the best of me. I looked in front of me.

"What do you love about me?" I feel myself reddened at the question that I let out. Curiosity fills my mind but he didn't speak. Making me almost roll my eyes and about to speak as I turn to face him but I caught his blue orbs staring at me. An expression I could quite figure out but maybe it was just how he is.

I pressed my lips together and waited for him to respond. The more he stares at me makes me feel like I wanted to be swallowed by the ground. I feel embarrassed about the way he's staring at me since I'm not used to be stared at. I was about to turn my head away before I melt but he speaks. A voice that is deep and soft. A powerful emotion still surging through his words.