The image she had drawn of Devlin was absolutely wrong, Sarah realised faintly. She had thought that he was a one man gangster, walking and living all alone, while occasionally fighting others gangsters who tried to mess up with him, but she was wrong. Now, there was Jordan added to the scene. One look at them, and it showed that they shared a very strong bond. The puzzles weren’t fitting at all! On top of that, Devlin was rich! The amount of money he’d handed to Anne could only proved that. With this last piece of revelation, Sarah reached to only one possibility. Devlin was not really a gangster. He had to be the son from a very wealthy family. Children from the upper class household tend to choose this kind of life because average normal life is way too boring for them. But then again, Devlin didn’t fit in this kind either! He didn’t at all correspond to the checklist of spoil brats. She sighed inwardly.In the front seat, Devlin licked his lips and swallowed down the easiness in h

Sarah gulped and her pulse skyrocketed. What does he mean? Her eyebrows furrowed.''I found something about your address. Your sister lives in the city next to this one. I...I just have to confirm it then I shall let you know.” With a thud, her heart dropped in her chest and her mouth went dry.''Oh,” the single word exclaimed with disappointment. If Devlin noticed her lack of enthusiasm to go home, he didn't show it. Not surprising to find the toast tasteless after that kind of news, she wrinkled her nose critically, trying to mask her sadness with irritation. Sarah changed the topic. ''Eish! Your cooking skills are so awful. I missed eating the takeaways food my sister used to buy for me here,” she grumbled. Deep inside, two feelings were conflicting with each other; one Sarah missed her mother and her sister deeply and the other one was her love for Devlin, which was getting fiercer day by day.''Sarah, I'm a gangster, not a cook,” he defended himself with a chuckle. Sarah looke

Devlin inwardly sighed a relief. She took a sip of the drink then exclaimed. ''Wow, it is awesome. You do have amazing hands!” He quirked one eyebrow. ''Oh yeah? But I remember someone told me once, my cooking skill is awful.” '' I'm sure that person didn't meant it.” Sarah smiled. But soon, Devlin’s one faded away as he decided to speak his mind. ''Can I ask a question, Sarah?'' Her nervous eyes met his then nodded. He swallowed down the sudden dryness in his throat and tried to calm his suddenly racing heart. He cleared his throat then mustered up his courage. ''The other day- I mean, when I asked you who you wanted to defeat you replied- that it was your...your husband?'' He averted her eyes, “ are you married?''Sarah let out a soft laugh.''Of course I am not!''"Then?”She hesitated. “It is a long story. I am not sure if you will want to hear it.”''I am all yours. I would love to...'' The desperation in Devlin’s voice was too apparent, so he quickly added, ''I mean-

Devlin! She almost took him for someone else. Gone was the gangster and messy man she knew! In its place was a mind bogglingly handsome man! His business suit impeccably tailored, his shirt snowy white, his tie meticulously knotted and a Rolex watch on his wrist! His brow went up, “well?”Her face burned as Sarah realised that while she was assessing his body he had been watching her do so. ''I- I,” Sarah stammered, embarrassed. Devlin laughed and took a step forward.''Do tell me how I look,” he interrogated mockingly, buttoning the suit nicely.''I- nice, but where are you going dressed like this?" She suddenly frowned.''A meeting”''Meeting? But you said you don't work with other gangsters...”Sarah’s frown deepened. A dark flush swallowed his face and he looked uncomfortable.''I-um,” he swept his hands distractedly through his hair, messing his well combed hair!''Don't do this!'' Sarah cried in a sharp alarm. When Devlin looked at her as if she’d grown two heads, she explaine

''You are thinking too loud, Sarah,” Devlin drawled, a slight pinch of annoyance in his voice. “ It’s making me hard to concentrate on the movie.” It was one hour after the jaw dropping event. Sarah and Devlin were sitting, by the television as he had offered to watch a movie. Devlin was completely at ease. However it was the contrary for Sarah. She was sitting on the other side of the couch, her knees up, her chin rested on them. She was deep in thoughts. The thoughts in her mind were in the traffic. It was very loud there. She could not stop thinking about how Devlin had behaved earlier. His actions, his words had given birth to a hope in her heart. She still could not understand why he had been like this, yet something was dancing in her chest. However, after this intimate moment, Sarah’s cheeks burned endlessly. She was so ill at ease and embarrassed at her own reaction to his passion.“Oh? Oh, sorry” She glanced in his direction and when she saw his lips twisted in a mockery