"Baby, how much longer are you going to sulk?

Umm, just to remind you, I am leaving tomorrow morning."

"So?"

"So, don't be like this. I am sorry, ok? I was wrong. But at least I tried to alleviate the situation the best way I could."

"Alleviate? You think that smudging me with a bruise cream is going to make all the bruises go away by tomorrow? Or do you think that a pain relief gel is going to cure all the soreness in my hand?" she said huffing and puffing.

"If I am not able to proceed with my surgery tomorrow because of my hand, I swear you won't have it nice the next time," Sia continued berating, while avoiding his gaze by looking out of the car window.

"Okay, love, I am sorry about the hand. But, we are lucky you are a doctor and a genius at that. I am sure you should know a way to make it better, right?" he asked all meekly.

Cain knew he couldn't expose the fact that she had been enjoying their morning pa.s.sion as much as he had, coz he could see how hard she was trying to conceal her embarra.s.sment. Hence, the best course of action was to take all the blame on himself.

Sia knew she was exaggerating everything and that with the right care the soreness would be gone by tomorrow. Moreover, she was ambidextrous, so she could use her left hand as the dominant if anything happened. It was just that she couldn't believe how fast everything was happening and she was still embarra.s.sed.

She knew he could tell about her real feelings at the moment, but she still liked keeping her strong and haughty front. So the best course of action was to let out some steam by venting at him until her fast beating heart calmed down.

And it seemed that the comeback moment seemed to have just arrived: with mischief in her eyes but sadness in her tone she said:

"Well, it will get better if I don't use my hand at all. But that's impossible, so I will need to rely on some kind of miracle."

Even though he could feel the trap he was walking into, he still couldn't stand seeing her sad, even if that was just an act.

Thus, with the utmost eagerness he quickly took the bait,

"Hey, hey! Stop there. I will be your hands today so you will be able to relax your muscles."

She turned to him and asked with suspicion, yet with internal feeling of victory,

"Really?"

"Really!"

"Promise?"

"I do."

Not hiding her mischievous smile anymore she said with her haughty att.i.tude that he had planted in her over the years;

"Okay then. If you want to be my hands so badly, this magnanimous Queen will grant you your wish."

—

- An hour later -

"Wow! When did you manage to organize all this!?"

"I have planned to come to you since Monday so it wasn't that hard," he smiled hugging her from behind.

She turned back and chuckled happily,

"Hey, we look like Rise and Jack: standing on the yacht with you behind me!"

"Wanna raise your hands then?"

"No, I prefer hugging you back," she said and straight away wrapped her arms around his waist.

Taken aback, Cain could only smile at her action. He was glad she liked his surprise, afterall, he had never been on a date before but he wished for their first to be the most unforgettable. As all the rest of their future dates.

Seeing her so happy just by a simple arrangement on a yacht, he couldn't help but tease some more,

"This isn't even the main location for the date and you are already so excited? Darling, do we need to take some blood pressure meds in case your heart can't take the real surprise later?"

Sia lifted her head with shock,

"What? Do you mean to say I should look forward to more?"

In response he simply nodded and leaned on to peck on her lips.

A stuff member, that had just approached them, cleared his throat with hesitation, not daring to disturb the couple. As soon as he got their attention he quickly informed,

"The lunch is ready, sir, miss."

Cain nodded at him and they started to follow him to the yacht roof that looked simple but unique all the same.

In the middle of the roof stood a gla.s.s table with a variety of meals on it. The place was decorated with small decorative plants creating a more natural atmosphere. There were no musicians, as the sound of the sea and the birds around them served as nature's own melody just for them.

Despite there being numerous personnel, Cain dismissed them with a simple hand motion, wis.h.i.+ng to stay alone with her.

"Wow! Seems like my King is not a King just in name: even his methods are worthy of a king," she chided while running around the roof.

"This is nothing, Queenie. You deserve the best and this is nowhere near it," he smiled in a bit of a downcast way.

He wanted to do something much more grand, but he couldn't attract too much attention on them. He was constantly being watched by the underworld's forces and, in addition, he was being followed by Luke's lackeys. It was already pretty hard to throw them off the hook. He couldn't be as stupid as to pinpoint his location to them willingly and expose Siana's existence.

Noticing that his mind started to drift away, Sia simply went to his side and started pulling him from his wrist:

"Cain, as long as you are with me even the h.e.l.l will be the best place to me. Just being able to see the real you, to touch you, just simply to feel your warmth is everything I have wished for the past few years.

You are my dream and by standing next to me you are allowing my dream to become my reality," pulling from his wrist harder she now continued with annoyance,

"Now, with all of this said, let's go eat or else the food is going to get cold and lose its taste."

He couldn't help but chuckle at her last sentence. She was always like this: one moment she would say something that would make you into an emotional fool and the next moment she would completely destroy the effects of the previous moment.

After they seated themselves and he started feeding her, he asked her a bit nervously,

"Is the food to my Queen's liking?"

She lifted her head from her food but instead of answering his question, she asked him her own:

"Hey Cain, do you think we would have these cheesy nicknames for each other if not for your subordinate naming you 'the Devil King'?"

"Well, I would totally call you Queen anytime, I am not sure about you calling me king though. I mean, the only reason you started calling me that was because you couldn't take your words back."

She subconsciously gave him a sideway look remembering how she fell into her own trap

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- Flashback -

"Hey Siana, how long are you going to call me the Devil King? Just call me something shorter." - The Devil King

"Sure. Shall I call you the pervert king? The ugly old man? The scared soldier? The psycho hacker?" - Siana

"Hey! What the heck? Just call me King." - The Devil King

"Only if you call me 'My Queen'" - Siana

"As You wish your highness my Queen.

Now, keep your promise and call me 'my King' and finally change my name on your contacts to 'my King'." - The Devil King

"Hey! I never agreed to calling you my King. I've maximum agreed to call you a King!" - Siana

"Sure, My Queen. This lowly King cannot force you to go back on your words. So just a King is fine." - The Devil King

"You..." - Siana

"Me what, My Queen?" - The Devil King

"Okay enough, King! I changed your name too. Is this better now?" - Queenie

"It's more than I could wish for, my One and Only Queen." - King