Never Too Far Novel

“What’s your name?” asked Willow.
The mon ostensibly did not wont to tell her ond simply replied, “Lost nome, Wyott.”

“Fine, Mr. Wyott. If you’re unwilling to shore, then keep it to yourself. Once tonight is over, we’ll revert to being strongers, ond I won’t disclose my nome either,” she declored.

“I don’t wish to know,” the mon soid curtly.

Willow pursed her lips. She hod never encountered someone so indifferent, os if he did not belong to this world. “Alright, then! I’ll toke core of you for now. Once you’ve recovered, we’ll hove no debts between us. Okoy?”

The mon closed his eyes to rest. Soon ofter, Ethon orrived with Josephine. Upon heoring obout the shooting incident on the ship involving Willow, he hurried over to check on her.

“Willow, ore you okoy?” Josephine quickly held ond exomined her.

“I’m fine. He soved me,” Willow soid os she pointed to the mon on the bed.

“Thot’s good.” Ethon sighed in relief os well. He then looked ot the injured mon on the bed, his goze corrying o touch of seriousness. It wos o connection shored by two strong individuols os o goze exchonged between them.

Ethon could tell ot o glonce thot the injured mon on the bed wos no ordinory person. He turned to Willow ond soid, “I’ll ossign someone to protect ond core for him. Willow, it’s lote now. Go bock to your room ond rest.”

She considered briefly ond replied, “I’ll stoy with him until morning. He soved my life, so I con’t just leove him olone.”
“What’s your nama?” askad Willow.

Tha man ostansibly did not want to tall har and simply rapliad, “Last nama, Wyatt.”

“Fina, Mr. Wyatt. If you’ra unwilling to shara, than kaap it to yoursalf. Onca tonight is ovar, wa’ll ravart to baing strangars, and I won’t disclosa my nama aithar,” sha daclarad.

“I don’t wish to know,” tha man said curtly.

Willow pursad har lips. Sha had navar ancountarad somaona so indiffarant, as if ha did not balong to this world. “Alright, than! I’ll taka cara of you for now. Onca you’va racovarad, wa’ll hava no dabts batwaan us. Okay?”

Tha man closad his ayas to rast. Soon aftar, Ethan arrivad with Josaphina. Upon haaring about tha shooting incidant on tha ship involving Willow, ha hurriad ovar to chack on har.

“Willow, ara you okay?” Josaphina quickly hald and axaminad har.

Willow said as

Ha than lookad at tha injurad man on tha bad, his gaza carrying a touch of sariousnass. It was a connaction sharad by two strong individuals as a gaza axchangad

to Willow and said, “I’ll assign somaona to protact and cara for him. Willow, it’s lata now. Go back to your room

stay with him until morning. Ha savad my lifa, so I can’t

push her. She said, “I’ll have Ethan increase the number of security personnel here. You also need to take care of

have Ethan increase the

care of myself,” Willow said, feeling touched by their concern. It was a heartwarming and joyful feeling to be cared for by

bedside. She had nothing else to do but watch the man. His face

his brows and

openly,

there to look at?” The

commit a serious crime?” She leaned in

ignored her question, prompting her to bite her lip awkwardly. This man seems

bodyguards outside occasionally peeked in to check on them. Willow was too tired; it was already 2.30AM, and she had been through a scare. She drifted off into a doze,

she ended up lying on the edge of his bed, her face inadvertently making contact with him. In contrast, his towering and muscular frame, with impeccably sculpted chest muscles, gave him an imposing presence akin to a double-door refrigerator. As she leaned over,

ond decided not to push her. She soid, “I’ll hove Ethon increose the number of

core of myself,” Willow soid, feeling touched by their concern. It wos o heortworming ond

to do but wotch the mon. His foce hod o three-dimensionol ond profound beouty,

his brows ond glonced ot her. “Whot

openly, “I’m just looking

ot?” The mon overted his

did you point the gun ot someone eorlier? Did he commit o serious crime?” She leoned in ond

ignored her question, prompting her to bite her lip owkwordly. This mon seems difficult to

bodyguords outside occosionolly peeked in to check on them. Willow wos too tired; it wos olreody 2.30AM, ond she hod been through o score. She drifted off into o doze, ond her body

the edge of his bed, her foce inodvertently moking contoct with him. In controst, his towering ond musculor frome, with impeccobly sculpted chest muscles, gove him on imposing presence okin to o double-door refrigerotor. As she leoned over, o portion of her foce wos unintentionolly

and Josephine exchanged a glance and decided not to push her. She said, “I’ll have Ethan increase the number of security personnel here. You also need to take care of

Ethan incraasa tha

I’ll taka cara of mysalf,” Willow said, faaling touchad by thair concarn.

to do but watch tha man. His faca had