Morning sunlight filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse.
Too bright.
Too expensive.
Too quiet.
Riyan sat at the massive dining table, stiff like he was in an interrogation room.
Aarav sat across from him, already looking like he had accepted his fate too early.
In front of them was a full luxury breakfast spread.
They didn’t touch it.
Riyan slowly whispered:
“…Why does breakfast feel like I’m about to be fired from a job I don’t have?”
Aarav didn’t look up.
“…Because rich people food always comes with emotional damage.”
At the head of the table—
Kian calmly drank coffee.
Ethan leaned back in his chair, watching them like he was observing something interesting.
Riyan tried to eat a bite.
Then stopped.
Then stared at the fork.
Then placed it down again.
“…I feel like this fork is judging me.”
Ethan suddenly let out a soft laugh.
Riyan froze instantly.
“…Why is he laughing again?”
Aarav glanced briefly at Ethan.
“…Maybe he just laughs randomly.”
But Aarav noticed something strange.
Ethan’s reactions always came at the wrong time.
Like he was responding to something no one said aloud.
Kian’s eyes shifted toward Aarav.
Just for a second.
Then away again.
Aarav felt that gaze.
Cold.
Measuring.
Why does it feel like he’s analyzing me instead of looking at me?
Riyan leaned closer and whispered:
“…Do you think they regret marrying us already?”
Aarav answered instantly:
“…I regret everything.”
Silence.
Across the table, Ethan smiled faintly again.
Riyan’s face twisted.
“…Okay. I need an explanation. WHY DOES HE KEEP SMILING LIKE THAT?”
Kian placed his cup down.
The sound was sharp in the silence.
“Eat,” Kian said simply.
Riyan immediately straightened.
“Yes sir.”
Aarav stared at him.
“…You obeyed too fast.”
“I like surviving.”
After breakfast, Kian stood up.
Ethan followed.
Kian’s voice was calm:
“You will accompany us to the company today.”
Riyan blinked.
“…We have jobs now?”
Ethan replied lazily:
“Not jobs. Observation.”
Aarav frowned slightly.
“…Observation?”
Kian looked at him.
“…You will understand your roles soon.”
That answer didn’t feel like reassurance.
It felt like a warning.
Inside the car, silence continued.
Riyan sat in the back, pressed against the seat like it might explode.
Aarav sat beside him, thinking rapidly.
In the novel, they get involved in company affairs slowly…
Then the heroine appears…
Then everything collapses…
His chest tightened.
Riyan suddenly whispered:
“…I miss being unemployed.”
Aarav replied:
“…We were unemployed five hours ago.”
Riyan paused.
“…Good point.”
In the front seat, Ethan glanced at them through the mirror.
A faint smile again.
Riyan whispered immediately:
“…He’s smiling AGAIN.”
Aarav frowned.
“…Stop noticing it.”
Riyan hissed back:
“…IT’S HARD NOT TO WHEN HE LOOKS LIKE HE KNOWS EVERYTHING.”
Aarav froze slightly at that sentence.
Because for a second—
he felt the same thing.
Like Kian… had already predicted their reactions.
Like Ethan already knew what they would say before they said it.
But that was impossible.
Right?
The car stopped in front of a massive glass building.
Kian stepped out first.
Ethan followed.
Before leaving, Ethan glanced back at Riyan.
Just briefly.
Then walked inside.
Riyan slumped back.
“…I think I’m going to die in a luxury office building.”
Aarav exhaled slowly.
“…If we survive the contract, we might survive anything.”
But neither of them noticed—
Kian paused for half a second at the entrance.
As if listening to something only he could hear.
Then he walked in.
And the feeling of being watched never disappeared.
🔥 END EPISODE 2
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