C9 Breakfast date.

Stirring up in her sleep, she lazily rubbed her eyes. The mattress beneath her made her moan at its softness. She was glad to be sleeping on such a comfortable mattress. She giggled at the gentle breeze coming in from the large windows that she hadn't noticed the night before. Getting up from her cozy spot, she blinked in confusion at the unfamiliar surroundings. It wasn't her small room. Scanning the entire spacious room, her eyes widened at his large, classic picture hanging on the wall. Nervously, she gulped and goosebumps appeared on her body. His presence was something she could never forget.

As she turned around to twist the doorknob and leave the strange room as quickly as possible, as it was giving her an unfamiliar vibe, the atmosphere felt dark and uncomfortable, causing a strange sensation throughout her body, making her sweat. The moment she turned to leave the room, her eyes widened in shock.

There he stood, looking magnificent. He was about to enter his room after spending the night in Nancy's arms, but his mind was preoccupied with her face. Her tear-stained face, her trembling form, and her fearful expression.

"Good morning, my love," he whispered softly, gazing at her. She looked ethereal with her morning beauty, her naturally pink cheeks, her innocent eyes locked onto him.

"Good morning, sir," she whispered back, looking down. He took a step forward, causing her heart to skip a beat.

"Did you sleep well? Hmm?" he asked, trying to sound like a gentleman.

"Yes, sir. Can you please show me the way to my room?" she asked innocently, lifting her head. His breath hitched. Why was she so innocent?

Ehab couldn't resist and simply showed her the way to the room she had been assigned yesterday. She walked, admiring the interior design. The villa was furnished in an Italian style, appearing elegant and captivating. Ehab couldn't take his eyes off her face. She was truly a rare beauty. He cleared his throat to get her attention. She turned her head towards him and gave a small smile. Ehab's heart skipped a beat multiple times. "Damn, you will be the death of me, love," he said with pure annoyance. Wafa gasped at his words and looked away, hurrying at a faster pace. He shook his head and followed behind her.

Hearing his footsteps behind her, she tried to run, but her foot got tangled with something, causing her to twist and almost fall to the floor. The floor, however, was clean and tidy.

With a swift motion, he held her small waist in his grip, his strong arms tightening around her, causing her to bump into his hard, rock-like chest. Her breathing became uneven and she didn't dare to look up.

He slowly straightened her, her baby hairs attempting to hide her face resembling the moon. He felt an urge to caress them, touch them, and smell them. Twisting her baby hairs behind her ear, gently and softly. He leaned down to her level, whispering near her ear, making it even more difficult for her to breathe.

"Get ready, love. I can't wait to have a breakfast date with you," he whispered in her ear, almost kissing her earlobe. A shiver ran down her spine as she closed her eyes, feeling a strange sensation throughout her body. She tightly gripped his shoulders, to which he smirked and whispered, "I am waiting, love. I hope you grace me with your presence soon," before softly pecking her hair.

As she felt his body warmth disappear, she felt incomplete and confused. Standing there in a daze, she watched his figure disappear.

After a few minutes, Wafa finished her morning chores and got ready. She dressed in a new floral dress that reached her ankles and pinned up her hair nicely. Making herself presentable, she scanned herself in the mirror and a small smile appeared on her lips. She looked beautiful. But she frowned, wondering what exactly she was doing here and why she felt trapped.

Meanwhile, the door cracked open, revealing none other than Lucy. Lucy smiled cheekily and said, "Good morning, Wafa."

"Good morning, Lucy. How are you? See, I remembered you today," Wafa squealed like a kid, happy to see Lucy. Lucy smiled even more at her words. Wafa seemed like a little sister to her, indirectly bringing her happiness.Lucy led her downstairs, guiding her towards the grand dining area, which was beautifully and lavishly decorated. Wafa scanned the entire space, admiring every detail. Ehab's attention was drawn to the sound of her shoes on the marble floor. He ended the call and his eyes traveled from her toes to her head. She looked simply beautiful in her simple outfit. Ehab ended the call and smirked at her blushing cheeks, which turned even redder when he pulled out a chair for her like a gentleman. Meanwhile, Nancy clenched her fists angrily as she watched them from upstairs. She hated how Ehab was acting like a sick puppy with some random girl instead of her.

Wafa sat hesitantly, not daring to look up at him or anything else. He sat directly across from her, serving her bacon, boiled eggs, and pouring orange juice into a glass for her. She sat there fidgeting with her fingers.

"Eat, love, or shall I make you eat?" he asked, raising his eyebrows at her. Wafa's eyes widened at his words and she quickly looked down. Ehab chuckled at her innocence.

Seeing all of this, Nancy couldn't help but become even angrier. She gritted her teeth and looked around, finding a small gun in a drawer. Smirking at her evil plans, she aimed the gun at Wafa. And then, BOOM.

She shot Wafa, and Ehab's eyes widened in horror as her lifeless body collapsed to the ground. Ehab clenched his jaw and yelled for Wafa, "WAFAAAA!" He scooped her up in his arms.

Ehab never cared about anyone ever before, he reached the hospital in record time.

As soon as they entered the emergency room, Ehab's mind was filled with a mix of emotions. Fear, anger, and confusion overwhelmed him as he watched the doctors and nurses rush to attend to Wafa. He couldn't bear the thought of losing her, even though he barely knew her.

Ehab paced back and forth in the waiting area, his heart pounding in his chest. He couldn't understand why he felt this way about someone he had just met. He was used to being the one who instilled fear in others, not the one who feared losing someone.