Intro. The elevator stopped in the middle of the journey. Emergency light on. The Maldivian Sea glistening through the glass cracks of the most luxurious building on the island. and you... trapped there. with Adam Belka. 18 years old. gray eyes that were not clear, were cold. Flawless blonde hair, pale skin, tall enough to make the space look smaller than it already was. son of the owners of the building. heir to businesses that no one commented on aloud. The silence became heavy. "Is that a joke?" "You pressed the emergency button."No. His voice came out too quiet. "The generator should have already turned on. You've lived there for five years. He knows every detail of that building. That was not common. He took off his jacket slowly, as if he wasn't worried at all."You don't look nervous. You said. The gray eyes came down to you. "I don't get nervous. I'll solve it. The elevator jerked a little. You've lost your balance. His hand held your waist before you fell. contact. Proximity made the air