Spring started to take its roots in the streets of Florence. The days are getting warmer however, the nights are still chilly. And it was one of the other nights where a sleek black Sedan was pulled over again in front of very particular building in Resistance District.

It was pass midnight, as usual, lights in Gaia's apartment were still on, she is not yet sleeping. Zephyrus always do this, he always check on his woman. He brought out his laptop to check what could she possibly be doing so late at night. She is under his surveillance, she always is, even if he is not present there personally, he knows what she is doing, where she is going, he has been doing this for already 5 years that he knows her more than she knows herself. Zephyrus observed her through his laptop, she was arranging flowers, most probably for her boutique, she looks messy, her eyes are tired, screaming that they need some sleep now, strains of her hairs falling down from her updo. Yet she is so focused with whatever she is doing that she paid no attention to anything else, her lips are dried yet she cared less about applying anything on it, she just bite on those plum lips to make it wet. She was wearing a short, so short that it barely conceal anything, and as for her top, strap was sliding down from her shoulder exposing her half breàst. He observes all these with a buring desire in his eyes, he hissed in desperation. Even after seeing her in such a messy state, he cant help but fall for her even harder. He dails her number, wanting her to go to sleep and stop tormenting him.

Gaia picks up the call from the other end...

He spoke with a clam yet deep voice. His voice, full of need and craving for her so it cannot help but turn husky. His eyes still fixed at the screen, hoping for her reaction. His finger lingers on top of the screen wanting to grab her figure. But what he recieved from her end was just furious yet annoyed shouts, he is not even surprised at this point.

She hung up the call. Its not unusual for Gaia to recieved calls from a very peculiar stranger at this point. There was even an incident where he came to slam the door just because she didn't pick up his calls. At first she got scared, no police came up to help even after multiple complains, they dared not. Now she is accustomed to it.

An amusing smile creeps on his face, it was more like a grin. He looked out from his car just to glance at her window, slow light was leaking out from those lace curtains. He ran his fingers through his hair with that very same grin, then he looked at the screen again. She was still doing whatever she was doing, totally unfazed and unbothered by the call. Her indifference was almost so infuriating that he wanted to shake her and knock some affections for him in that brain of her's yet at the same time her angry voice was more endearing. He couldn't help himself but dail the number again...

Gaia understood what he meant. She did not replied and hang up again. She rose from her place and made sure if her door is lock. She entered her room and peeps from her window to see if there was anyone down by the street, what see saw was a black Sedan pulled across her building. Zephyrus was observing her this entire time through the screen, as he notice her looking for him from above the window, he pull down the tinted car window and wave his hand at her as if gesturing her to go to bed and he made sure she dont see his face...

Gaia upon receiving the response from his end, she slammed the window close and plopped on her cozy bed. Her tired body nuzzle against the pillow as she reached her hand to switch off the light, a gesture to let him know that she is now down.

It has now became a norm, Gaia, just a normal flower girl living in Florance who is being hunted by an unknown stranger, who apparently happens to hold certain level of power that even police are backing off to go against him. Its been happening for so long that she can't even remember from when everything has started, years went by, maybe four or five? She is now 27 living alone in Florance yet she never feel she is alone. Her Stalker(Zephyrus) always watches over her and too bold of him that he makes sure she knows. However, he is a gentle one it seems. He never disturbs her in life apart from watching, all he do is look after her, observe, like some guardian angel looking after his human. He makes sure she takes cares of herself. She only recieve calls from him when she is overworking or out of his sight, which rarely happens...

Gaia off the lights of her room, throwing him signal that she is now taking rest unaware that she is under his surveillance and currently being watched. As for Zephyrus, his eyes fixed on the screen that went dim as the lights were turn off. He sigh looking at the silhouette of her sleeping figure over the screen. It was the only thing that gave him peace in his restless life. He would always make sure she is taking proper rest while he himself stay force awake on caffeine, He is someone who take long routes just so to get a glimpse of her but fears of her finding out. He closed his laptop as he exhale out, he lit his cigar glancing at her window which is now no longer radiating any form of light telling him that his woman is asleep and he should too. But he will wait for god knows how long.

45 minutes passed, he is still looking after her like some personal appointed gaurd. He already burned three of his expensive cigars as he watches her sleeping silhouette from the screen again. He sigh as he throw his cigar outside and run his fingers through his sleek black hair, he was craving for more now. From the past 5 years all he did was observing, calling, following and clearing obstacles like some shadow ninja. He had enough, he wants to be more than just a shadow, he wants to be more but he just cannot dare. Its not that he did not tried before but he would always stop before he could execute, cause he dont have the courage to face her, her rejection. She is someone who he worship without questioning yet on the other hand, she is unaware of his entire existence, she just remember him as a Stalker who always watches even after being refused multiple times.

As he was thinking of making move, he recieved a notification, he knew from where it could be. He reached out for his phone, his empire demands his attention even if it's 2:27 AM in the morning, they never sleep, Costa Nostra never sleeps and just as he assumed, it was a message from his Right Hand. 💬Dante: Don Marco, we need you by the port. They don't want to settle without talking with you face to face. In his empire, he is known as Marco, or Don Marco, the young heir of Costa Nostra, despite being 31, he has turned out to be a capable directional figure of the empire. The empire has witness growth under his ruthless guidance and merely in 8 years, the entire Italy and the bordering countries became under the influence of Costa Nostra. However, there is one particular city that is away from all the chaos and that happened to be Florance. The streets of Florance haven't witness any form of violence like the other states and for that Zephyrus personally stroll in the streets. It is his act of keep his woman's world save and beautiful as she always believe it is. Before leaving, he glance back at her window one last time and drove off to the location where his people needs him.