The next day,
she was getting ready to go to the event with her mom.
She wore a white top, a white mini skirt, and high knee boots.
Her heart was beating fast,
and her hands were slightly shaking.
Tyla stood quietly beside her mother as they entered the huge event hall.
The place was full of people, cameras, bright lights, and soft music.
Everyone looked elegant, confident... and important.
She felt shy and nervous.
It was her first time attending such a big event.
Her eyes wandered around until suddenly, everything else disappeared.
Him ian .
He was standing near the stage, wearing a black suit that hugged his strong body perfectly. His hair was styled effortlessly, and his expression was calm, cold... dangerous.
People surrounded him, taking pictures, smiling, and talking excitedly.
But he looked bored.
Then his eyes lifted.
And met hers.
For a second, time stopped.
His gaze hardened slightly, then a slow, unreadable smile curved on his lips.
He recognized her.
She whisper to her mother. Mom he is really famous omg .
Her mother leaned closer and whispered, " yeah he is I told you
"Tyla, come. I want to introduce you."
Before she could react,
they were already walking toward him.
"İan, this is my daughter, Tyla," her mother said warmly.
His eyes slowly look it her with could way ,
making her so nervous but she also act confident
"So..." he said in a deep voice,
"you're the clumsy girl from yesterday."
Her cheeks flushed, annoyed. "And you're the cold YouTuber."
A small smirk appeared on his face. "Interesting."
Before she could reply,
a beautiful girl with long blonde hair walked up and wrapped her arm around his.
"Oppa, you disappeared. I was looking for you,"
she said sweetly.
Tyla felt something strange twist inside her chest.
Why does it bother me? I just met him...
Ian gently removed the girl's hand. "Not now."
The girl looked annoyed, her eyes moving to Tyla with clear jealousy.
Tyla swallowed and stepped back, suddenly feeling out of place.
"I'm going to get some air," she whispered to her mom and walked outside to the balcony.
The cold night air hit her face, calming her racing thoughts. Paris sparkled below her, beautiful and alive.
She closed her eyes, breathing deeply.
Then she felt it.
A presence behind her.
"You run away when things get uncomfortable,
" his voice said quietly.
She turned, startled. "You followed me?"
He leaned casually against the railing, his eyes dark. "Maybe."
They stood in silence for a moment, the tension thick between them.
I be never seen you before are you also famous ?
maybe you are TikTokr ?" he suddenly asked.
She frowned. No why ?"
"You don't look like someone who belongs in places like this."
Her lips parted. "I'm just here with my mom. I wanted to see Paris you already know my mom she is manager ranking celebrity works . That's all."
He looked it her. But yesterday when you collided me you was filming TikTok trend he asked.
Yeah it was just for fun she said
bored eyes
Before he could say anything else, his phone vibrated in his pocket.
He glanced at the screen.
His entire expression changed.
Cold. Sharp. Dangerous.
"I need to take this," he said quickly and walked a few steps away.
Tyla didn't mean to listen... but she heard.
"Everything is ready."
"No mistakes."
"We can't let anyone know."
Her heart began to race.
What is he talking about?
Suddenly, a drunk man stumbled toward her, getting too close.
"Hey, beautiful," he slurred, trying to touch her arm.
She stepped back, scared and got angry.
Hey stop what are you doing! She said.
He heard that and he come back to see what is going on and he see that
In less than a second, ian was there.
He grabbed the man's wrist hard, his eyes dark with fury.
"Touch her again," he said calmly, "and you'll lose your hand."
The man froze, terrified, then quickly backed away.
Tyla stared at ian, shocked.
That wasn't the calm YouTuber
everyone adored.
That was someone else.
Someone dangerous.
Their eyes locked.
" Are you ok he said. Yeah but what just happened she asked him she is so surprised that he have another side.
He said stay away from me tyla you don't really know who I'm .
Then he turned and walked away,
leaving her heart pounding.
A second later, her phone buzzed.
Unknown number.
Message: Don't trust ian.