Chapter The rain dance
chapter 1
Scene: 13th Spring, 2026 - The Rain Dance
2026. The year my life split in two - before that night, and after that night.
I'm Mahi. There's no grandeur in my name, no radiance on my face. But when I stand on the deck, drenched in the rain, it feels like the world is watching only me.
My eyes... people say they are "universal eyes." They hold every color within them.
And my hair? Long like a sunset, always tangled because of Zen.
That evening was the 13th of Spring. The sky was crying, and I was dancing with it.
Singing, spinning, as if I were trying to outrun the pain.
But the fear only ended when I saw him.
Zen.
My childhood, my obsession, my greatest danger.
He stood at the corner of the deck, like a predator watching his prey. There was a glint of rain in his amber eyes, and his black hair was tangled as if it carried my name.
He came closer. He didn't say a word. He just claimed my lips.
When he pulled away, he whispered, "Tastes like honey candy. How was it?"
I laughed. Pain and love were boiling together inside me.
"Like red chili," I said. "Sharp, burning... but impossible to leave."
His lips twitched for a moment.
"Accepted, Mr. Red Chili," he said softly. "You know I only like it spicy."
I looked him in the eyes.
"If you want another taste, be careful. Red chili doesn't fit in a cup easily."
He understood my story.
This time it wasn't a kiss... it was possession. Hard, wet, dangerous. My lips turned red, my breath stopped.
We both fell to the ground in the rain, tangled in each other. I couldn't tell where I ended and where he began.
Then he lifted me. He held me against his chest like I would shatter if he let go.
And he said, in that voice that only Zen had when he was afraid:
"Mahi... the last line of my life is this. I love you. Never leave me. If the world breaks, I'll break it. But I won't let you break."
That night, the rain stopped.
But Zen's words still fall in my heart. Like every drop.
Scene: Two Years Later - Obsidian Tower, 47th Floor
Time passed.
Mahi had finished her BS in Maths. She held a degree in her hands, but her eyes still carried that rainy night. She now worked in the data analytics wing of the Obsidian Foundation. Numbers made sense to her. People didn't. To understand people, she only needed one person - Zen.
And Zen... was now the CEO of Obsidian Group.
Darian Obsidian had handed the company over to him at the age of 26. People called him
"Youngest CEO in the industry." But the truth was, Obsidian was just a tool for Zen. A power. A way to keep Mahi safe.
That night, Zen called Mahi to his office. 47th floor, glass walls, the entire city glittering below.
Mahi opened the door and walked in.
Zen was in a suit, tie loose, files spread across the table. But his gaze was only on Mahi.
"Done?" he asked. Mahi held up her degree. "Done, Mr. Obsidian."
Zen stood up. One step, two steps. And stopped in front of Mahi.
"Now you have no reason left to stay away from me."
Mahi looked up. "When was I ever distant, Zen?"
Zen gently took her hand. The edge of the degree dug into his fingers, but he wasn't letting go.
"Formalities need to be completed. You're not just Mahi anymore. You're Mahi Obsidian."
He pulled a small velvet box from his pocket.
There was no ring inside. Just a black obsidian stone, set in silver.
"Our wedding won't have a procession and lights. A CEO of Obsidian Group's wedding would become news. I don't want the world to see you."
Mahi laughed. "Then how will it happen?"
Zen looked into her eyes. His voice was low, but firm. "Tomorrow night at 12. At the courthouse. Just us two. And one witness... Darian."
He paused.
"If you say yes, then from tomorrow your name will be tied to Obsidian Group. And if you say no... I'm still not letting you go."
Mahi picked up the box. The stone was cold, but her grip was warm.
"You know, Zen. I've been yours for a long time."
Zen closed his eyes for a moment. Like a weight he'd carried for years had finally lifted.
Then he placed his hand on Mahi's forehead.
"So from tomorrow, no one will call you Mahi Everleigh. Only mine."
Outside, the city slept.
Inside, the biggest deal of Obsidian Group had just been signed. Not on paper. Not in ink.
Just with one yes.
chapter 1 end
