The speedboat glided across the crystal-clear waters of the Indian Ocean, leaving behind a shimmering trail of foam. The air was warm, carrying the scent of salt and fresh tropical flowers.
Mirshad stood at the front of the boat, one hand in his pocket, his other resting casually on the railing. His white linen shirt fluttered in the breeze, unbuttoned at the top, revealing a glimpse of his perfectly sculpted chest.
Sophia sat beside him, her hair dancing in the wind, eyes filled with wonder as she looked ahead.
A hidden island appeared before them—a private paradise, untouched by the world. Lush greenery, white sand beaches, and a luxurious glass villa standing over the water.
Mirshad turned to her with a slight smirk. "Like what you see?"
Sophia's lips parted in awe. "It's… breathtaking."
The boat docked at a private pier, and Mirshad stepped off first. He turned back, extending his hand. "Come."
Sophia took his hand, stepping onto the pier, feeling the warm wood under her bare feet. As she looked around, her heart swelled. This wasn't just a vacation. This was their world.
The villa was a masterpiece of design—floor-to-ceiling glass walls, an infinity pool blending into the ocean, and a bedroom that opened directly onto the beach.
As they entered, Sophia's gaze fell upon the massive king-sized bed draped in soft white sheets.
She paused. "Wait… there's only one bed?"
Mirshad chuckled, stepping closer, his deep voice teasing. "You expected two?"
Sophia's cheeks turned red. "I—I was just asking…"
He tilted her chin up, making her look into his intense eyes. "Sophia, we are alone. No more excuses."
Her breath caught as he leaned in—just enough to make her heart race—but instead of kissing her, he smirked and walked away, leaving her speechless.
He knew exactly what he was doing.
Sophia changed into a white bikini, stepping outside to the infinity pool. The sunset painted the sky in shades of pink and orange.
She turned to call Mirshad—only to freeze.
Mirshad walked out, pulling off his shirt, revealing his godlike physique.
The sun kissed his perfectly sculpted chest, his muscles flexing effortlessly with each movement. He looked like he was carved by the gods.
Sophia forgot to breathe.
Mirshad noticed her staring and smirked. "Like what you see?"
Sophia quickly looked away. "Shut up."
Smirking, he dived into the pool, disappearing beneath the water. When he resurfaced, he extended his hand to her.
"Come."
Sophia hesitated. "It's cold."
Mirshad's eyes darkened playfully. "I'll warm you up."
Before she could react, he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her into the water.
She gasped, splashing him. "Mirshad!"
He laughed—a rare, genuine laugh. "That's for making me wait."
Sophia pouted, crossing her arms. "You're evil."
Mirshad swam closer, pulling her gently against his chest. "Then why do you love me?"
Her heart pounded as he held her. "Because… even the devil can be an angel."
Mirshad smiled and leaned in, pressing a soft kiss on her forehead.
The moment was perfect. Just the two of them, wrapped in each other's warmth.
Later that evening, a candlelit dinner was set on the beach. A soft ocean breeze carried the scent of grilled seafood and exotic spices.
Sophia sat across from Mirshad, her eyes glowing under the flickering candlelight.
She smiled. "I feel like a queen."
Mirshad rested his chin on his hand, watching her. "You are my queen."
Sophia smirked. "Then… should I start giving you orders?"
Mirshad chuckled. "Depends on the orders."
She playfully tapped her chin. "Hmm… first order—you feed me."
Mirshad raised an eyebrow but picked up a spoon, bringing a bite to her lips.
Sophia blushed but took it, feeling her heart race.
Sophia: "Your turn." She tries to feed him back.
Mirshad leans in, but just before he takes the bite—
He pulls back. "I changed my mind."
Sophia (glaring): "Mirshad!"
Mirshad (smirking): "You're too easy to tease."
She picks up another spoonful. "Eat it or I'll throw it at you."
Mirshad finally takes the bite, chuckling.
As they ate, the conversation turned deeper.
Sophia softly asked, "Do you ever feel… scared?"
Mirshad's playful smirk faded. "Scared of what?"
She hesitated. "That someone will try to take everything from you?"
Mirshad reached across the table, gently holding her hand. "As long as I have you, no one can take anything from me."
Sophia's eyes filled with emotion.
She squeezed his hand. "I love you, Mirshad."
Mirshad leaned closer, whispering, "I love you more."
And for the first time that night, their lips met—soft, slow, and full of promise.
After dinner, they walked along the beach, the night sky filled with stars.
Sophia leaned her head against his shoulder. "This feels like a dream."
Mirshad smirked. "Want me to pinch you?"
Sophia elbowed him playfully. "Idiot."
She suddenly yawned.
Mirshad glanced at her. "Tired?"
Sophia nodded. "A little."
Without warning, he lifted her into his arms.
Sophia gasped. "Hey! What are you doing?"
Mirshad smirked. "Carrying you to bed."
Sophia: "I can walk, you know."
Mirshad (grinning): "Too late."
Sophia (muttering): "Unfair…"
He gently placed her on the bed, pulling the covers over her.
She grabbed his hand before he could move. "Sleep next to me."
Mirshad hesitated for a moment. Then, he climbed into bed, pulling her into his arms.
Sophia rested her head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat.
She whispered, "I feel so safe with you."
Mirshad kissed the top of her head, whispering back, "You are safe. Always."
Sophia's eyes fluttered closed, her breathing slowing.
Mirshad held her tightly, listening to the waves outside, feeling truly at peace for the first time in his life.