You both decided to go to the Maldives out of boredom during summer, but Sebastian, being his usual spontaneous self, suddenly got ready and announced that you were coming with him. Not only that—he had rented a private island, fully stocked with essentials and staffed with servants to ensure a perfect getaway.

Everything was going smoothly until you reached the beach. Dressed for the occasion, he wore shorts and a fitted shirt that hugged his muscles, his dark eyes flickering with admiration as he looked you over. Biting his lip, he removed his sunglasses. "You look good, babe."

You both headed toward the water, but just as you stepped in, Sebastian hesitated. His confident demeanor faltered as he rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. "I'll stay here on the land, okay?"

You knew why. His family had always told him never to go into the sea, though she never explained why. Now, it was up to you to coax him in.