Hana was still clinging to Tyson. Her sobs had subsided, but her breath still trembled with fear.
Tyson gently stroked her hair and said, "That's enough now... let's go from here..."
Hana couldn't say anything, only a few more tears escaped her eyes.
Without wasting another moment, Tyson scooped her up in his arms—as if she were a precious thing he couldn't afford to lose under any circumstances. He carried her to his car, gently opened the door, and settled her into the seat. Then he got into the driver's seat himself.
Tyson said, "Romi!"
Romi replied, "Yes, Boss."
Tyson said, "Start the car."
Romi nodded and started the car.
Meanwhile, Lucy reached Adrian, her face etched with tension.
Lucy said, "What happened, Adrian? You look like something's wrong..."
Adrian took a deep breath and said, "Tyson is behind the power outage in this entire place... I'm absolutely sure." "He must have planned something... but what? Why hasn't he shown up yet?"
Hatred flashed in Lucy's eyes. She said, "I suspected him from the beginning... he looks calm but is cunning inside... extremely clever..."
Adrian said nothing, just clenched his fist in anger and strode away. Lucy immediately followed him.
Tyson's Mansion –
The car stopped in front of a mansion. Surrounded by black walls, an eerie silence... but now this place was the safest for Hana.
Tyson got out of the car, opened the door, and once again lifted Hana in his arms. He carried her straight inside—needing neither a servant nor a guard.
This moment was just for Hana and Tyson.
He took her straight to the room upstairs—a quiet, warm room.
Reaching the bedside, he gently set Hana down.
Hana was still silent... her eyes were lost in Tyson's. Tyson softly wiped away the tears from her cheeks. "You're safe now, Hana..."
"No one can harm you anymore... as long as I'm alive..." Hana's eyes welled up again...
But this time, these weren't tears of fear...
They were of trust.
The night was deep, the moonlight silent... and there was a strange tenderness in the air.
Tyson, holding Hana, led her from the bedroom to the balcony, where the cool breeze played with her hair.
Hana's breathing gradually steadied, Tyson's influence clearly visible on her.
Tyson came behind her and wrapped his arms around her, his lips lightly brushing Hana's shoulder,
A shiver ran down Hana's spine. Hana closed her eyes, her hands now on the balcony railing, and she slowly let herself drift into Tyson's warm breath.
Tyson's hands tightened around Hana's stomach, he gently kissed near her neck, as if wanting to capture every moment in his memory forever.
Then, for a moment, Tyson paused,
He threw his black coat into a corner and, unbuttoning his shirt, his gaze remained fixed on Hana.
Hana was still quiet, her back to Tyson, but her heartbeats quickened.
Tyson stepped forward, turned Hana towards him,
And without a word, captured her lips with his.
A slow, deep, and unconditional feeling... Hana found solace.
Hana's hands came to Tyson's back, she clutched his shirt in her fist—as if afraid of losing him again.
After a few moments, Hana pulled away from Tyson's embrace. His face was now in front of her eyes, Tyson's eyes were incredibly soft, like the calm before a storm.
Tyson gently touched her cheek and asked, "What happened?" There was concern in his voice, but a fire of anger was spreading through his veins.
Hana said softly, "Mom used to say... you can never love anyone... you don't have a heart. She said I'm just your mistress... you've kept me just to play with..."
Tyson's face hardened at Hana's words... Tyson's fists clenched... his eyes began to turn red.
Hana could clearly see the raging storm within him.
Tyson moved away from Hana and began pacing around the balcony, trying to suppress the volcano inside him.
A tear silently rolled down Hana's cheek. She asked in a trembling voice, "Tell me, Tyson... am I just for your amusement?"
Tyson turned around sharply. His steps were quick, his breathing heavy... he approached Hana and gripped her shoulders tightly. And said, "The vile thing your mother said about being a mistress,
I never formed such a base relationship with you with such a base thought... and I never will... because..."
His voice trembled, but there was only truth in his eyes—"Because I love you, Hana... I love you so much."
Hana was in shock at Tyson's words. No words formed on her lips, only her eyes filled with tears... but there was no fear in them, only an attempt to find belief.
Tyson slowly removed his hands from her shoulders,
And went to stand by the balcony railing. He just looked at the sky for a few seconds,
Then suddenly spread both his arms in the air
And shouted in a loud voice—"Yes, I have fallen in love...!"
"Such a love... that if it is away from me even for a moment,
I will set the whole world on fire!"
That moment seemed to freeze.
There were only two hearts—one wounded, one passionate... but both were beating only for each other.
Tyson turned back towards Hana. His eyes were now like those of an emperor, as if he had made that girl his crown—and now no one could touch her.
Tyson said in a slow but stern tone, "You are only mine... and will always be mine."
"Without my permission... no one can touch you..."
"And neither can you touch anyone else." His breath was rapid, red lines appearing in his eyes.
"I will destroy the whole world... if anyone even tries to go near your name."
"Only I have the right to love you... only I have the right to hurt you..." "Because every part of you belongs only and only to me."
Hana looked at his face in shock. Her heart was pounding, her eyes held surprise, fear too,...but... there was also a strange line of comforting attachment.
Tyson's face began to soften... he slowly came to Hana, held her wrist, and said, "You have become my need, Hana..." "I have become accustomed to seeing you..." "Everything feels incomplete without you..."
There was moisture in Hana's eyes... but a confession in her heart. She smiled faintly, but the tears flowing from her eyes said everything. She leaned against Tyson's chest... and said softly, "Maybe... maybe I have also become addicted to you..." "So badly... that this addiction now feels life-threatening..." "I want to be with you always, Tyson."