🌑 PART 1
MC POV —
At 7:30 in the morning, I woke up when the soft rays of the sun fell gently on my beloved face. I greeted myself with a quiet “Good morning” and lay there for a moment before getting up. After freshening up, I went downstairs for breakfast.
My sweet mom, Silvia Grey, was setting the table, while my dad, Lucian Grey, was—as usual—deeply engrossed in his newspaper. Everything felt normal…
but but but—
today again, my elder sister Crystal had picked up a new hobby and was so absorbed in her work as if it were the most important mission in the world.
After some time, we all gathered at the table and started breakfast. Once everyone finished eating, I already knew what kind of chaos was about to begin—because for the past few days, the same drama had been repeating itself right after breakfast.
The chaos was simple—
my sister had reached her marriageable age, and Dad brought up a new proposal every single day. And my sister?
She would refuse without hesitation and walk away.
Because of this daily routine, I sometimes left for college without even finishing my breakfast.
😬 Oopsiee…
In all this storytelling, I completely forgot to introduce myself. Sorry!
So, let me properly introduce myself—
Name: Cian Grey
Age: 21 (soon to be 22)
Occupation: Final-year college student
Personality:
– Calm (a word not found in my dictionary)
– Chaotic (only with my people)
– Funny (♾️)
– Ambivert
– And yes… I have a secret.
Family Members:
Mom – Silvia Grey: sweet, caring, housewife
Dad – Lucian Grey: businessman, strict—but not overly
Big Sister – Crystal Grey: chaotic as hell, extrovert, total chatterbox
—THE END—
(Just kidding 😅)
As usual, my day went okay-okay. At 9:00 PM, during dinner, Dad made an announcement—
“Tomorrow, my business partner’s family is coming to see my elder daughter.”
What shocked me the most was that—
this time, my sister didn’t oppose it.
The next morning, everyone got ready and went downstairs, but I stayed back in my room. I thought I’d go later. Then I heard voices from downstairs and immediately understood—
they had arrived.
Soon after, my mom called out,
“Baby, breakfast time!”
Even though I didn’t want to, I had to go downstairs.
And honestly…
that was the biggest mistake of my life.
Present Time
Yes.
Right now, I’m standing in my sister’s place, getting married to my would-be brother-in-law.
But for some reason…
my gut keeps telling me that all of this was planned.
Anyway…
the wedding is over now, and I’m sitting alone in a room at my husband’s house—
a room that is completely dark.
It feels like I’m forgetting something…
never mind.
You must be wondering,
“How did all of this even happen?”
Wait, have some patience—I’ll tell you.
Oh!
I forgot to introduce my husband 😭
Sorry please… forgive me 🥺
Name: Axelir Hunter
Age: 29
Occupation: Youngest businessman
Personality: Cold, calm, and… obsessed with me
(The rest, you can imagine yourself 😁)
He has only one sister—
Age: 26
Occupation: Assistant to her brother
Personality: bubbly, funny, cute, baby-faced (secret weapon), short-tempered
Past Time
When I came downstairs, everyone’s eyes were on me.
But the moment my gaze met my soon-to-be brother-in-law…
I was amazed.
Still, I didn’t react.
We all sat down and started breakfast. But one thing felt extremely unusual—
he kept looking at me. Again and again.
His attention didn’t go to my sister at all.
The house was unusually quiet that day.
I said “Done” and left for college.
When I returned home, I found out—
the wedding was day after tomorrow.
And all the preparations had already begun.
Then came the wedding day.
The groom was standing on the stage.
When it was time to call the bride—
we found out that—
my sister had run away from home.
There was no trace of her anywhere.
After some time, the groom’s family spoke to my dad. Discussions happened.
And then a decision was made—
I would marry in my sister’s place.
I was shocked.
I was angry at my sister too.
But…
(That “but” changed my entire life.)
Part 2 -
I was sitting alone in the empty room, lost in my thoughts.
Where could my sister be?
Was she safe?
Was she even thinking about what she had done to me?
My mind was a complete mess when suddenly the door opened. The lights turned on, and I instinctively flinched.
My husband stood there.
He looked nothing like the cold man I had seen during the wedding. His voice was calm, soft—almost careful.
“I know this must feel awkward for you,” he said quietly, “but I’ll try my best to make sure you’re never uncomfortable with me.”
I was shocked.
The same man who had been distant and emotionless with every guest was standing in front of me with a completely different aura.
After a brief pause, he added,
“You should take a shower and get some rest.”
I didn’t say anything. I just nodded slightly and went inside the bathroom.
After showering, reality hit me—I hadn’t brought any clothes. Everything had happened so suddenly that I didn’t even get time to pack.
Minutes passed.
Then I heard his voice from outside the door.
“Did you fall asleep in there?”
In a low, embarrassed voice, I replied,
“I… I didn’t bring any clothes. Can you give me something?”
“Wait,” he said simply.
A moment later, he handed me a shirt.
It was huge.
Knee-length on me.
I hesitated, but eventually stepped outside. The room was empty. On the bed, a pair of pajamas had already been placed neatly for me.
That night, I slept without saying a single word.
Days Passing.....
Days slowly turned into weeks.
And somehow…
I started feeling comfortable.
He treated me gently. He respected my space. He never forced anything. Slowly, I began to feel that he wasn’t dangerous.
In fact, he felt like a complete green forest.
But his mansion held a strange secret.
There was one room.
A room he never allowed me to enter.
Every time I walked past it, I felt a strange pull—like something inside was calling me. But he was always alert. Always watching.
One day, I finally gathered the courage.
I stood in front of that door and reached for the handle.
Just then—
“Cian.”
I froze.
He was standing behind me.
That day, I couldn’t uncover the truth.
The Forbidden Room
But maybe God was on my side.
Another day, when the mansion was unusually quiet, I returned to that door. My heart was pounding, but this time…
I opened it.
And the moment I stepped inside—
I was completely stunned.
The entire room was filled with my photographs.
Pictures of me from college.
From cafés.
From places I never even noticed anyone watching me.
But what terrified me more was one side of the wall.
It was covered with photos of people—
people who had tried to approach me, talk to me, or propose to me.
Every single one of them was either dead…
or killed.
Before I could process anything—
I heard his voice behind me.
“I knew you wouldn’t be able to hide this from me forever,” he said calmly.
“So I’ll admit it today.”
I turned around slowly.
“Yes… I love you,” he continued.
“The moment I saw you for the first time, I fell into one-sided love. I love you more than you can imagine.”
My heart was racing.
But I didn’t scream.
I didn’t run.
Instead, I said,
“I’ll accept you… but on one condition.”
He looked shocked.
“Tell me where my sister is,” I said quietly.
“And let her go. Now.”
He stared at me, disbelief clear on his face.
“How did you know?” he asked.
I smiled.
“You still don’t know who I really am,” I replied.
“You don’t know what I’m capable of.”
Aftermath
Slowly, everything settled.
My sister was released.
The truth stayed buried.
And we…
we started living together peacefully.
Happily.
That’s where my story ends.
The end.
Tadaaaaaa.
Wait ML POV
Coming soon
Bye my innocent 🐻 BEARS
CU soon.
