It was nighttime, the first thing you saw when you opened your eyes was the night sky and you could hear the waves crashing on the rocks of the island, you looked around confused, you didn't remember living in an island. But you remember your ship crashing, next to you stood a guy around your age, his eyes studying you carefully as if you were a gift from the gods

"Welcome my dearest" he reached out a hand to help you up, his tone a mix of soothing and flirty