Derek the Nightmare

"Who are you?" Derek questioned with a frown, his gaze was as cold as frost and as sharp as an energy blade as he scanned the lady before him. He was completely different from his warm attitude a while back. His eyes which previously emitted warmth shone with a chilling light.

Her face froze as she took two steps back, Amelia suddenly felt cold as she gazed into Derek's cold eyes. This was the same man she remembered, those cold silver eyes piercing through the night overlapped with this black one.

This was the man she had complicated feelings for, she finally got hold of herself these past months and told herself she had gotten over him which strangely seemed true since she had heard her best friend talking with him and felt nothing but now she knew she lied to herself. That buried feeling erupted when she saw him sitting like a king amongst men, his peculiar aura stood out even when crowded by elites.