Target Vote 🎯 - 10

Recap: Mason and Shayra left together after the incident where Shayra nearly fell down the stairs at the restaurant. Mason quickly held her arm, preventing her from falling. They headed to the hotel for the night instead of returning to the penthouse. Finally, wrapped in each other's arms on the balcony, they drifted into peaceful sleep without a worry.

The next morning, the sun rose over Oia, casting a golden glow over the village.

Mason and Shayra woke up still holding each other, filled with a renewed sense of purpose and connection.

"Good morning," Shayra whispered, her voice warm.

"Good morning," Mason replied, a smile spreading across his face. "What do you want to do today?"

Shayra thought for a moment, then grinned. "How about we explore the island?

Just the two of us, with no plans or schedules? Let's make new memories."

Mason nodded, excitement lighting up his eyes. "I'd love that."

They spent the day wandering the narrow streets of Oia, discovering hidden gems and savoring the simple joys of being together. They visited local shops, tried delicious food, and snapped countless photos, capturing the joy of their newfound closeness.

As they sat in an open café facing the sea and the beautiful village, Shayra was so engrossed in the view that she didn't notice Mason, who couldn't take his eyes off her beauty.

"Mason, this place is wonderful, isn't it?" she asked, still gazing at the sea and listening to the soothing sound of the waves.

"Yes, it is," he replied. "But it's not as beautiful as you."

Shayra's cheeks flushed; it was hard not to be flattered by his words. She wanted to respond but struggled to find the words, so Mason continued teasing her.

"What? Don't you believe me? I'm serious. Just look at yourself the way I do. Your pupils dilate when you talk about things you love. The way you get lost in nature... and those rosy lips? I can't look away when you're this close."

"Mason, stop it! I don't want to know what you're thinking; just keep it in your head," Shayra replied, trying to hide her blush.

"Oh, you don't want to know what's going on in my head? Or are you pretending?" he said, teasing.

"Mason, please-at least let me enjoy this. I'm starving after the roaming on the Island. Let me finish this dish, and then you can continue teasing me," Shayra insisted, her blush still evident.

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore. Let's eat first, and then I want to take you somewhere special," Mason said.

Shayra paused her meal, curiously asking, "Where do you want to take me so late at night?"

"Well, it's a surprise, so I can't tell you yet," Mason replied, continuing to eat.

"Nope, you have to tell me! What kind of surprise are you keeping?" Shayra insisted, sounding a bit stubborn.

"Baby girl, please be patient. Let's finish dinner first, and then we can go," Mason said calmly.

"Mason, sometimes I wonder why I loved you in the first place. You always keep things from me. Now that you're finally back, you're back to keeping surprises."

"Well, some things are better left unsaid. I'm sorry for keeping things from you, but I promise I won't do that anymore. Please cooperate with me, sweetheart," Mason said, a hint of frustration in his tone.

"Okay, sorry, I didn't mean to upset you. But you know I'm scared to lose anyone from my life. First, my mom and dad left me, then you left me five years ago," Shayra confessed, vulnerability evident in her voice. "It's taken a toll on me. I just want to be with you-that's all."

"Okay, baby girl, don't be upset. I'm not upset with you; I'm upset with myself. You've had to endure so much alone because of me. But I promise, you don't have to go through anything like that again. I'm not leaving you in this life or any other; you're stuck with me forever," Mason reassured her.

Once they finished dinner, Mason took her to the beach, where commercial and private cruises lined the shore. After walking silently along the beach, Mason led Shayra onto one of the cruises.

At first, Shayra was startled; she had never been on a private cruise before. The welcoming decorations set a perfect atmosphere.

"What are we doing here, Mason?" she asked.

"This was my surprise for you," he replied, smiling.

"Mason, don't tell me you bought this whole cruise for tonight!" Shayra exclaimed, astonished. "Booking a private cruise must have cost a lot."

"Well, I haven't booked it," Mason said calmly.

"Then what?" Shayra asked.

"I bought it for you. It's a gift. Come up; I have something to show you," he said, taking her hand.

"What do you mean you bought a whole cruise? Are you out of your mind?" Shayra questioned, still in disbelief.

"Well no, I'm not. And it's a pre-wedding gift," Mason replied.

"Pre-wedding gift? You don't value money, do you? Who on earth gives a cruise as a pre-wedding gift?" she asked incredulously.

"Well, me. I would give anything in this world for you, sweetheart," Mason stated confidently.

"Sorry, did you say pre-wedding gift?" Shayra asked, realization dawning on her. "Whose wedding are we talking about, Mr. Rich Brat?"

They ascended to the top of the cruise, which was adorned with flowers and balloons, glimmering with soft golden lights. The breathtaking view of the sea made it feel like they had been transported to another world.

As they stepped onto the deck overlooking the sea, fireworks burst into the sky. In awe, Shayra gazed up, only to see "WILL YOU MARRY ME?" spelled out among the brilliant colors.

Kneeling down beside her, Mason pulled out a ring and asked, "Shayra Windsor, will you make me the happiest man on earth by marrying me?"

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Author Notes

Finally Mason Confessed his feelings towards Shayra, Did you like the chapter, Let me know in the comments section.

Hello Readers, It's good to see, That some of you comments on this story, It really made my day.

The Target Vote is 10, But you guys haven't completed the target vote even once, Which makes me little sad.

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