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37. OFF THE CLOCK
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2026-10-21 06:08:33
L.MISS PAUTHOR’S NOTE: An actual conversation between Selene and Alaric was long overdue to I decided to be fine today🌚. Say Thank You… You’re welcomeeee🤗🌝 #Vote#! Again and keep voting 🥺 RANDOM QUESTION: What’s the longest a crush you had on someone has ever lasted?
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Demoted to the Throne 38. LESS THAN A GUEST
She was the one who’d confirmed the caterer’s final headcount, approved the seating chart, signed off on the florist’s invoice — every detail of the evening had passed through her hands at some point over the last three weeks. Scrolling through the finished guest list one last time that morning, Selene noticed her own name wasn’t on it. Nobody had left it off on purpose. It simply hadn’t occurred to anyone — not Silas, not Alaric, not even to her — that there was a version of tonight where she belonged on the list instead of beneath it, running the numbers so two hundred other people could enjoy a party built around the end of something she never even got to put a name on at all.Even on the D-day, Selene still spent the morning on the phone with caterers and valet coordinators instead of getting her hair done. There was a particular cruelty to the entire process that nobody had designed on purpose — they’d needed someone efficient to manage the logistics, and she was simply the most
Demoted to the Throne 37. OFF THE CLOCK
He could figure it out himself. Alaric had reassured himself multiple times throughout the day.He had tried fixing it back at the office, all his ideas flopping one after the other.The Tanaka numbers weren’t adding up — a discrepancy in the projected revenue column that had been sitting fine for weeks until it suddenly wasn’t. Selene had been the first to notice, drawing his attention to the problem back when things were still going fine between them. He’d kept it aside, focusing on other important things with the promise that both him and Selene would work on it together in a time convenient for them both. That unfortunately, couldn’t work out now due to obvious reasons.He called in two junior analysts first. Both offered theories that collapsed the moment he tested them. Both were off the phone within twenty minutes, dismissed with the particular impatience of a man refusing to admit whose help he actually wanted.Now he was at home, fully erased in the work but still nothing was
Demoted to the Throne 36. A NAME FOR NOTHING
It was like a switch flipped overnight, and Selene had spent half of that morning trying to figure out what went wrong.Alaric was at his desk when she brought his coffee in — no sun today, she didn’t want to come off as “doing too much” just for the sake of it — he barely looked up from his laptop to take it anyway. "Thank you," he said, to the screen rather than to her, and that was the whole exchange. No comment on the Tanaka contract she'd flagged. No dry remark about her being three minutes early, which had somehow become its own small ritual between them, him pretending to be annoyed by her punctuality, her pretending not to enjoy annoying him."Everything okay?" she asked, lingering a beat longer than the coffee delivery required."Fine." He still hadn't looked up. "Busy day."It wasn't a lie, exactly, but it wasn't anything close to true either, and she knew. It was the clear difference between a door that had been shut and a door that had been shut at you. She hovered near the
Demoted to the Throne 35. NOT A REQUEST
It was a normal morning, as usual but he should have sensed that something was about to ruin it.Selene set his coffee down at exactly eight-fifteen, the way she did every day, except today she'd drawn a small, lopsided sun in the foam with the back of a spoon, and when he raised an eyebrow at it she only shrugged. "You looked like you needed it. The sun I mean, not the coffee. And also the coffee, I guess.""I have just one expression. How could you tell?""They’re four actually. I've catalogued them." She counted off on her fingers, entirely too pleased with herself. "Resting disapproval, active disapproval, the one where you're actually listening but don't want anyone to know it, and whatever this morning's face is, which I'm choosing to interpret as gratitude.""It's indigestion.""Sure." She was already halfway to the door, laughing under her breath in a way that did something unhelpful to his chest, when his phone buzzed on the desk. He almost didn't look at it. He wished, later,
Demoted to the Throne 34. A PRICE FOR PATIENCE
Alaric hadn’t slept properly since the conference trip, at first he convinced himself it was jet lag but even that die didn’t hold for long.He sat at his desk with the merger contract open in front of him, the same paragraph re-read for the fifth time without a single word of it landing, and let himself do the thing he'd been avoiding since the plane touched down — think about the bar. The weight of her, leaning in. The breath he'd taken right before his phone had ruined everything, sharp and sudden as a blade cutting a thread he hadn't meant to let get that long in the first place.He’d wanted to kiss her. That wasn’t a question anymore, wasn’t something he could file away like he did things he didn’t want to address. He’d wanted it with a clarity that unsettled him more than the wanting itself — and then his father’s call had come through, demanding an update on a trade negotiation that could have waited until morning, and he’d stood there in a hotel lobby listening to Silas’s voice
Demoted to the Throne 33. THE LOUDEST WHISPERS
Bianca had poured the wine herself, watching the thick redness flow freely into the cup — a gesture, meant to be perceived as kindness or mistaken for warmth — and set the glass down in front of Regina who sat across her. Only a few would realize that it was nowhere near warmth, the gesture that is. Just an act pulled by someone who needed something, indirectly."I just think it's interesting," Bianca said, curling into the corner of her sofa, phone angled so the photo caught the light. Selene and Alaric, a hand at her back, a city that wasn't Ravenwood. "That nobody's talking about this already. A whole business trip, and not a word. You'd think someone would find that worth mentioning.""People don't really gossip about assistants," Regina offered, carefully neutral, watching Bianca's face for whatever she was supposed to say next."No," Bianca agreed, thoughtful, like the idea was only now occurring to her. "Though I suppose someone could always help that along. Not me, obviously —
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