A broken heart
Out of nowhere, Drake suddenly remembered the playlists he always listened to when he was younger. The songs were meaningful enough and listeners could feel every emotion that the composer wanted to happen.
He went to the mini disc to play his favorite playlists while Mirena smiled at him from a distance.
"I could tell you are a music lover, am I right?" Mirena asked him, biting off her lips.
She tried not to look at him, but the mafia king's charisma was irresistible. Every move he made brought butterflies to her stomach and wished things won't change forever.
Drake chuckled as soon as he pressed the play button. The first song was composed by his great, great grandfather and it was dedicated to his great-grandmother.
He gasped, walking closer to the table where they shared a deep conversation with bread and vegetable salad.
"Do you like classical songs?" He asked and sat down before Mirena.
"Hmm, well that's my favorite. I don't know, but it always gives me goosebumps and brings me back to the good, old days." Mirena replied.
She then took another slice of bread and looked intently into his glinting eyes.
"How about you?"
The mafia king shrugged off his shoulders as he ate the bread with vegetable filling. He didn't want to share little things with anybody, but Mirena became an exception.
They met five years ago, and Drake couldn't hide the truth that he fell in love with the arrogant heiress. Every time she smiled brightly, his world would stop, and hoped it would be the same through the years.
However, Mirena Miller once broke his heart into pieces. It was the time when he badly needed someone to lean on. Drake was merely an ordinary man before not until a bleeding heart changed everything about him.
He slightly tilted his head and met her gaze. They stayed that way for a few seconds until Drake cleared his throat and stopped himself from being naughty.
"Yes! I like classical music and like what you said, it feels magical for me."
At that awkward moment, Drake and Mirena listened to the background music as if they were in a romantic relationship.
The song was quite emotional as it talked about a great love that was tested by fate and the people around the lovers. The man fell in love with the woman. After how many months, he discovered the woman's true intentions— money and connection.
"I love you, but you love my prosperity."
Mirena repeated the line from the song. She didn't know what to feel as it should be a perfect night for both of them.
"What happened to your great grandparents?" She asked curiously.
"Hmm, my great grandfather realized that she truly loved him. But it was too late because she died of great sorrow and loneliness." Drake replied.
It was a sad ending and Mirena didn't like it. She thought the man would do everything to ask for forgiveness, yet it took him a little while before he proved his beloved's innocence.
Mirena put the spoon aside and sat straight. She looked at him, waiting for the plot twist.
"And then, what happened next?"
By then, Drake wanted to change the song. He never told the story behind the song to anyone before as it was too special for him.
He then stood up from the chair and was about to press the next button when Mirena embraced him from behind.
It has been a while since the last time he experienced such a fulfilling feeling because of her. His heart was beating too fast, making him the dumbest man in the whole world.
Drake held back his breath and stood still. It was hard for him to utter a single word as it might Mirena's mind and took off her cold arms from his body.
For a few seconds, they stayed in that position. Mirena tightened the embrace as she leaned her head into his back.
She said, "Please tell me what happened to your grandfather when he heard about the death of his beloved wife?"
Her soft, calm voice touched Drake's heart. It was enough to persuade him.
However, Drake took a deep breath, thinking either to tell the ending or not. It might change Mirena's mood, and he didn't want to witness it.
"Please, tell me how their love story ended?" Mirena murmured desperately.
And this time around, Drake was convinced as he bowed his head and turned around to face her.
Before he uttered a single word, his fingers slowly lingered on her waist. It was too soft that drove him to be addicted.
"Sadly, my grandfather died two days after his wife's death. My father kept the song for so long until I was born and accepted my great grandfather's heirloom."
Mirena couldn't believe it. Because of a wrong accusation, an almost perfect love story turned into a nightmare. It should have been avoided if only his grandfather did everything for his wife.
Tears suddenly fell into her cheeks. She didn't know what to say as she lowered her head at the moment.
However, Drake wondered about her strange movement. He heard Mirena sniffing like a woman who cried in silence.
He then held her arms and tried to lift her head, but she stayed still. She didn't want to show her vulnerable side to anyone.
"Hey, it's fine. It happened a long time ago and for sure, they were together in a peaceful place right now. Love helped them to be in each other's arms again. Not in this world, but in their next life." Drake kissed Mirena on the forehead to calm her down.
He never imagined that the song would make her emotional and vulnerable.
It wasn't part of his plan, but it seemed like fate helped him to make everything smooth and successful.
Now that he earned the playgirl's trust, Drake had decided to make a new explosion that would bring bad luck to Mirena's life and company.
Mirena wiped off the tears from her eyes.
"I'm sorry, I was just carried away by the song." She said, sniffing continuously.
To make it genuine, Drake stooped and caressed her back gently. He comforted Mirena before he burns her alive.
"Shh, don't worry. I'll make sure that it won't happen to anyone else," Drake paused for a second as he moved closer to her.
"Except you, Mirena. You will die of great loneliness and with a broken heart. That's the only way you can repay the emotional damage you've caused." Drake whispered to the thin air.