Chapter 1

Calvin was standing by the window his gaze on the busy city, he was resting on a crutch as his bullet wound was hurting.

Tears were obvious in his eyes, he just lost his girlfriend, the love of his life, and he lost his reason for existence.

How did that happen? How did he end up fucking his doctor?

The last he recalled was her walking in to give him a glass of water and then he was aroused, he tried to stop her from doing whatever it was she had in the plan but... It was too late.

Amaya's line is not reachable, how is he going to get her back? Will she forgive him? Will she listen to his explanation?

She shot him thrice... that only proves how angry she is. He can not even forgive himself, how is she expected to forgive him?

"Mr. Martin's," a nurse called standing with a tab in her hand.

His expression was enough to cast out demons, how could he trust them when their doctor just ruined his life?

"It is time to dress your wounds," she had the most assuring smile and that might have worked on Calvin because he advanced towards her.

She wanted to help him sit on the bed since walking was slightly uncomfortable for him.

However, he declined. There is no way he is trusting anyone in that hospital.

He is going to leave move he is strong enough to look for her Amaya.

"You should not stand for long, more pressure could reopen the w I'llound," the nurse said but he wa

s not listening.

The room was just like a graveyard and it seemed like Amaya was standing in the middle.

Kris got up from his huge chair and stood in front of her, in rage he unfolded his fist and raised his hand...

"Fuck!" Kris cursed pushing her in fury, she lost balance and felt her body advance towards the floor.

But it did not come into contact with it as a pair of hands grabbed her, she lifted her head to stare at those pairs of eyes.

Amaya could recognize those pairs of eyes, his face mask did a good job concealing his face but she would recognize the pair of eyes she stared at while her hymen broke.

"Mr.... Phantom," her voice was just as tender as the previous night.

Kris PHANTOM POV

I grasped tightly to her hands not letting her collapse while she opened her eyes to gaze at mine.

"Mr…. Mr Phantom " she dubbed, still surprised I didn't allow her to collapse.

"Why are you so gullible?". I questioned her making her stand back in her former position. 

"I am sorry" she whispered evading my stares,

"wow, you could identify me simply by my eyes, I am impressed ". I declared still maintaining a straight face whil

e I went back to my chair.