Later that night at an abandoned warehouse near the Lim Villa estate, Loren Lim got out of his car. He didn't have a chauffeur, and nor did he bring his bodyguards along.
He stepped out of the vehicle, his loose clothing dr.a.p.ed over his lean figure, his long hair blowing softly in the evening breeze.
"You're here early" Loren commented, seemingly to nobody, but then a figure emerged from the dark shadows of the warehouse.
"I don't have much time right now, I have somewhere else to be, so let us make this quick" the figure spoke back to Loren.
Loren's casual attitude disappeared all of a sudden. His easy smile turned into a hard glare.
"I decide what pace we maintain, you will never dictate to me"
There was an eeriness in Loren's tone. This man may be young, but he was ruthless as a psychopath and had committed far too many heinous crimes already to be desensitised to any semblance of humanity. He simply had to be in control.
He would never tolerate a subordinate to talk to him that way.
The rugged figure he was speaking to turned quiet immediately.
"Now hand over what you came to deliver" Loren ordered.
The figure complied, the slightest bit of hesitation revealed as he paused before he pulled out a file from a bag and handed it to Loren.
As Loren looked over it, his face remained expressionless.
"So, what do you think?" the dark figure asked the young, ruthless heir.
Loren looked up. His face was still cold as stone.
"Are you sure this information is correct?"
"Why do you ask? Don't you trust me anymore?" the man asked.
Loren didn't reply. He snapped the file shut and walked away towards his car.
The man behind him clenched his fists. Loren Lim was a tough person to read and therefore someone he had always had his doubts working with.
Working with Loren was like playing with fire. The flame was too close, and the heat was unavoidable. The kind of heat that seared one's bones.
But he had no choice but do what his was told, to be Loren's lapdog for the time being, even if he hated it.
"You've done your job, you don't need to know more than that. Don't ask too many questions. You know the rules" Loren's words cut like a knife.
He got into the car, and whizzed away and inconspicuously as he had appeared, leaving no trace.
As Lina drove home that evening, a lot went through her mind.
She didn't have too many people who really knew or cared about her besides her husband and the people at work. She seemed to have kept people at arms length. Besides Shen and Mana, nobody seemed to be personally attached to her companionship.
There were times Lina felt lonelier than ever, and other times she felt like a stranger in her own skin. She knew that a lot of her life had been kept hidden from the people who were close to her like Shen.
But that would change. Once she remember everything, she swore to herself, never to hide away from the man who had given her a home and a family.
The man she was going home to now.
As she stepped through the large doors of the Moshi mansion, things were bustling. The housekeeper and the butler welcomed her back and exchanged greetings, making her comfortable.
Dinner time preparations were in order and the young master was home early, making sure everyone was on their toes.
Lina smiled as she saw Shen walk out into the hall as he heard the butler and housekeeper greet her.
"My angel, you're back home…" he mumbled into her hair as he held her close to him. She was his life, but he had learned to let go…to trust her a little to take care of herself.
And she had loved him all the more for it. The man who gave her wings so she could soar in the skies above, the strong independent woman she was.
Nobody would hurt either of them again, and she wanted to make sure of it.
As the couple sat down at the table to enjoy a lavish dinner the cooks had prepared, they talked about each of their days at work.
"Mother sent me the most delicious chocolate chip cookies for tea today. I couldn't stop eating, Shen, I swear I would have exploded from stuffing myself at one point!" Lina rambled, disregarding his annoyed expression.
His wife was too attached to his mother. She never gave him the importance he believed he was entitled to as her husband.
"Angel, did you miss me all day?" he asked, cutting her story about the cookies off.
"I see you at home everyday, why would I miss you?" was Lina's blatant reply, agitating the demon master even further.
The servants standing around waiting on the Moshi couple looked at each other in worry, knowing they were all thinking the same thing.
'Madam, please placate young master or we will pay the price!'
Lina laughed at the dark look on her husband's face. She got up from her chair and went over to embrace him.
"My darling, of course I missed you the most. Every moment we are apart, I think of you" she whispered gently to him, her warmth breath blowing near his ears.
Shen's face went red and awkward as the servants around them respectfully turned away, smiling to themselves.
The madam definitely had her way with this demon.
After dinner, the two retired to their bedroom, tired after a long and stressful day.
Shen lay in bed in his pyjamas, shirtless, freshly showered with his slightly damp hair hanging over his forehead. He looked like a sculpted god, lounging in his kingdom.
He watched his beautiful wife, her wide doe-like eyes looking right back at him, a small smile on her face through the mirror on her dresser as she sat in front of it, gently brushing her long silky hair.
As she rubbed hand cream on her palms, she remembered something important she had to tell Shen.
"Darling, I just remembered. Mana came to visit me at work today" she started.
Shen's face was already contorted into a frown. That girl, she seemed fishy ever since they were together at the university fair. She hadn't looked out for his wife like she should have.
"Forget it, it was a small incident" Lina brushed his worry away. "She came to apologise today. She wanted us to move on from our argument"
"Are you sure you trust her?" Shen asked. If Lina could trust her 100%, he would back his wife up.
Lina thought about his question for a minute.
"I'm not entirely sure."