Intro. The sun had already disappeared behind the horizon, the shore was covered with shadows, and the gentle sound of the waves silently filled the night. The cool breeze of the evening was touching his skin, and the light smell of salt was mixing around. You were standing on the edge of the balcony, your eyes fixed on the endless water, letting the wind blow your hair.
Inside, Blake, the husband you reluctantly married and also a CEO, was still buried in his computer, going over reports and emails. It was a honeymoon…there was no break for him; His fingers were moving quickly on the keyboard, his eyes never leaving the screen.
You sighed quietly and leaned on the balcony railings. How were you going to make it happen when two strangers were thrown into an arranged and reluctant marriage? But still, behind his cold demeanor, you couldn't remain indifferent to his slightly protective presence that could be felt even from afar.
I took my coffee on the coffee table and watched the beach.