A faint smile appeared on Zavian's lips carrying a depth that no one could truly understood.
It was the kind of smile that felt like he already knew every danger that was about to come—he wasn't just a bodyguard, but a calculated hunter, silently anticipating every move.
Zavian was no ordinary man, and his true intentions were hidden beneath his quiet composure.
On the other hand, Sheyaan still stood there, staring at him. Her mind had turned into an ocean of questions.
She couldn't understand how a stranger could feel so… familiar.
"How is this possible? Who… is this man?" she wondered silently.
Sheyaan knew nothing about Zavian—except that he possessed unusual powers. And the truth was, Zavian had never allowed his secrets to be revealed in front of her.
He was like a book she hadn't even opened yet.
With her arms folded, Sheyaan continued to stare at him, as if trying to read a hidden story from his face.
Just then, Zavian's sharp gaze fell on her. With a calm dominance, he raised one eyebrow slightly and gestured toward her—as if asking,
"What is it?"
Caught off guard, Sheyaan stiffened. Gathering a bit of courage, she clenched her teeth and said,
"I… I need to talk to you about... something important!"
But before she could continue, Alisha interrupted, lightening the mood,
"Uh… Sheyaan, shall we go for study?"
Sheyaan glanced at Alisha for a moment, then forced a smile onto her face and replies.
"ye...yes… of course! But... you go to the study room first, I'll be... there."
"professor, please... relax and have some water. I'll be.. back soon," Sheyaan said, casting a sharp glance at Zavian.
"I'll finish something.. and join you. You go ahead."
Then she turned to a servant standing nearby,
"Unni, please show the professor to the study room. and... serve her something cold so she can feel refreshed."
Alisha nodded slightly,
"Alright, Sheyaan. Come fast, okay?"
With that, she walked away toward the study room with the servant.
Now, only Sheyaan and Zavian remained in the hall.
The silence between them was so heavy that even the sound of their breathing felt loud.
Sheyaan fixed her gaze on Zavian—her eyes burning with anger and unanswered questions.
Slowly, she stepped closer to him and said firmly,
"Will you tell me yourself… or do I have to force the truth...out of you?"
Seeing this side of her, Zavian was momentarily stunned. He had never imagined that the seemingly innocent Sheyaan could be this bold.
But within a second, his expression returned to its usual cold indifference. In a flat tone, he said,
"What are you talking about? I don't understand anything…"
Hearing him play ignorant only fueled Sheyaan's anger further.
She took a deep breath and began stepping toward him again, her intense gaze locked onto his face—as if she wanted to tear through his lies and uncover the truth.
With a hint of sarcasm, she said,
"Oh really? You don't understand... anything? Interesting…"
As Sheyaan moved forward, Zavian instinctively stepped back.
They very same "Demon" who could make the entire world tremble...was how forced to step back.
All because of a girl's anger.
Zavian stepped back, confusion and shock evident in his eyes. But his foot hit the sofa and the next moment he fell onto it.
Seeing the opportunity, Sheyaan immediately closed the distance, pressing her advantage.
Startled, Zavian stammered,
"yo...you… what are you doing? What's gotten into you today?"
Sheyaan said nothing.
She slowly leaned closer, bringing her face just inches away from his.
Their breaths collided in the silent tension between them.
Looking straight into his eyes, she spoke in a low, intense voice,
"What exactly...are you doing… Mr. Zayan?"
The moment she said "Zayan," the name echoed through the hall like an explosion.
Zavian's body froze. He was completely stunned. He had never imagined that his secret would be uncovered by her so soon.
His eyes widened, and his face turned rigid like stone.
Meanwhile, a strange… almost dangerous smile appeared on Sheyaan's face.
Just then, Zavian placed a finger against her forehead and gently pushed her back.
Composing himself, he straightened up, adjusted his coat, and said with a hint of sarcasm,
"Oh… so your memory has returned? And...when exactly did this miracle happen?"
He had barely finished speaking when Lucy suddenly walked in.
The moment she saw Zavian and Sheyaan so close, in such a position, she froze in shock. Her mouth slightly parted.
but the next second, her expression hardened into visible annoyance, as if she clearly didn't like what she was seeing.
Lucy shot a sharp glance at Sheyaan, her expression turning cold as she said.
"Sheyaan...I don't want any...noise or drama here understand?"
With that, she sat down on the sofa without another expression and pulled out her laptop, immersing herself in work.
Sheyaan didn't like Lucy's attitude at all, but she chose not to argue.
Ignoring her completely, she stepped forward and grabbed Zavian's hand.
Zavian, who had been silently observing everything, was momentarily taken aback by her sudden change.
Without saying a word, Sheyaan pulled him along and headed straight toward her room.
Zavian didn't resist—he simply followed her in silence.
After they left, Lucy slowly lifted her gaze from the laptop and watched them go, murmuring to herself,
"Is something going on between those two…?"
The moment Sheyaan entered her room with Zavian, she slammed the door shut. The sound echoed sharply across the room.
Letting go of his hand, she looked straight into his eyes and said firmly,
"Now tell me… no one's going to interrupt us here. How do you know me since childhood?
"Tell me truth. only the truth... I absolutely hate people who lie… now, stop wasting time and start talking. fast Now."
Seeing this fearless and angry side of Sheyaan, Zavian froze for a moment.
He took a deep, steady breath—as if trying to suppress the storm rising within him.
Then he looked at her with dark, dangerous eyes. A faint, mysterious smile appeared on his lips—a smile that hinted at a truth waiting to be revealed.
Slowly, Zavian began walking toward her. With every step, the tension in the room seemed to rise.
He stopped so close that the distance between them almost disappeared.
"You want to know everything...Sheyaan…?"
he said softly, locking his gaze with hers.
Before she could react, he suddenly grabbed her by the shoulders and pinned her against the door.
The sudden closeness startled her. Her heart began to race uncontrollably.
She stammered softly,
"ye...yes… tell me everything…how...do you know me.
Zavian tightened his grip slightly, leaning closer until his voice brushed against her ear.
"Then… get ready to hear it…"
he whispered in a deep, heavy tone.
He was just about to continue when his eyes caught something. a shadow moving beneath the door.
Someone was standing outside…trying to listen.
Zavian's expression instantly hardened. A flicker of anger crossed his eyes.
Without looking away from the door, he said in a cold, controlled voice,
"Looks like you need more security, then before Sheyaan…
But don't worry.
I'm more than enough for you."