Julie has started to fall in love with the world of unconsciousness.

She has surrendered to these walls and dark nights.

No one wants to wake up from a peaceful sleep, but at the same time someone does.

She is loving it, but she has a friend who is waiting for her.

She doesn't want to, but she has to.

On the other hand, Ian Xander is desperate — waiting for her to regain consciousness, waiting for her to open her eyes and give him his answers.

Then again a smile reaches his face when he thinks about how she succeeded in taking his breath away and making him care for her.

Her little fragile body was shot three times by some gang who were trying to get her.

His smile disappears at the thought and his loose hands curl into tight fists.

He has made his mind about killing all of them.

They tried to take something that belongs to him.

Realizing his thought, his eyes widen at calling someone his when he hasn't even spoken with her once.

Deep down he knows he is in deep danger. He cannot let this girl break his walls that easily. He won't let it happen because he knows — he knows that he only wants her once, to warm his bed, and that's all.

Maybe he will have to check if that's all he wants by himself — and that's only possible after he has her, even just once.

An evil smile reaches his face and he laughs at the thought.

He just can't wait.

In all his life up to now, he has seen two types of girls: one who act very sexy and tough, and the second who don't show interest in him and are very innocent. But all of them ended in his bed, begging for him — begging with everything they had to offer just to feel the pleasure he could, and only he could, provide them.

Now he wonders which one she is, because she looks innocent by features but she could be that sexy-acting one.

He lifts himself from the chair and walks to his office.

Opening his door and locking it behind him, he found a file he had ordered waiting on his desk.

That girl’s file.

Standing in front of the table, he opened it and started reading, not even bothering to sit.

His eyes narrowed the second he realized there was nothing interesting about her. Just a normal girl who had graduated and was now searching for a job. Poor her. But she was still bethrothed to HIM so its a win-win for her.

Maybe she was there to find work when they caught her last night.

He dropped the file and smiled to himself because he already knew what he was going to do.

This was as simple as something could be.

He was going to be nice — offer a job to a jobless girl. Who wouldn’t thank him for that?

Leaving his office, he entered her room.

Walking up to her, he placed a hand on her cheek, slightly tracing her features.

His hand found her lips, and he rested it there for a moment. He was about to pull back when suddenly her lips parted, and she bit him hard.

So hard that his finger bled.

He pulled his hand back and examined it.

She sat up abruptly, hissing from the effort, but nonetheless glaring at him.

He clenched his teeth.
“How dare you?” he said.

She looked around, taking in her environment, then fixed her eyes on him.

After staying quiet for a few moments, realizing he was the one who had saved her, she finally said:

“That’s because you touched me — and it is forbidden. And… thank you for saving me.”