LOGINA soft drizzle tapped against the high rise windows of the Vale Tower lounge, painting the city skyline in blurry streaks of light.
The room smelled of fresh-ground coffee, polished leather, and money.
Elias Vale sat on a sleek couch, ankle crossed over one knee, casually scrolling through a university forum on his tablet.
And then he stopped.
Moonvile Confessions - Post #4273
"Apparently someone tried to delete Lyra Moreno's project. LMAO she submitted it 3x, including one saved in her cat's collar. Iconic."He blinked.
Read it again.
Across the room,
Theo with a half eaten protein bar in hand, squinted over Elias's shoulder.
"Yo. What's this? Lyra? Like Lyra Moreno?"
Kade, dressed in black and always looking like he'd just come back from breaking into a private server room, walked in with a cup of cold brew.
"What did I miss? Who got deleted?"
Rio, lounging like a prince with a bag of caramel popcorn, sat up straight.
"Wait....is this about Lyra Moreno? Bro. I saw that thread. She backed up her presentation like she was prepping for a hostile takeover. Had timestamps. A version in her professor's inbox. Someone said her cat had a copy."
He kept scrolling.
Another post.
Another rumor.
Another screenshot this time of a blurry classroom pic showing Lyra in her hoodie, sipping whipped cream and completely unbothered as whispers circled around her.
"...someone tried to sabotage her but she walked in like nothing happened."
"Her cat has a USB drive???" "She didn't snitch. Just submitted a timestamped backup with a sarcastic subject line and disappeared."Rio said amazed"Queen behavior."
Kade choked on his coffee.
Kade: "Wait, wait, wait...so someone sabotaged her and she still beat them with... what? Organization and pettiness?"
"Yes,"
Elias murmured, eyes distant.
Theo snorted. "Legend."
Kade sat beside Elias and read over the tablet.
"Damn.Serenae and Jade tried to wipe her file off the system. Dirty."
"But Lyra didn't even call them out publicly," Rio added.
"She just submitted her backup and told the professor she 'forgot to mention' it. Then disappeared."
Kade whistled.
Theo grinned.
"Cold. I love her."
"You don't even know her," Elias muttered, but it came out... quieter than usual.
Theo raised a brow. "You do?"
Elias didn't answer.
Theo, sensing something, leaned back.
"You have been asking about her company lately."
"Because it's connected to a potential leak," Elias snapped.
Then, softer
"...and because people like her don't end up in people like Serene's crosshairs unless they're a threat."
A pause.
Theo nodded, unusually serious.
"We should do something."
Elias raised an eyebrow.
"She already handled it."
"Yeah," Kade said, sitting upright now.
"But that doesn't mean we shouldn't show we're watching. People don't try that crap again if they know someone powerful's got your back."
Theo smirked.
"Like a subtle warning."
Elias stared out the window.
"Something subtle," he echoed.
Then, after a long beat
"She plays the long game."
Elias remained silent, scrolling.
But his gaze had sharpened.
Focused.
There was a gleam of something rare in his eyes curiosity.
Rio noticed.
"Don't tell me you're interested now."
"I'm observing,"
Elias said calmly.
Kade smirked.
"That's what you said before you bought out an entire start-up to fire their board."
Theo folded his arms.
"So, what's the play?"
"She's clearly more than she appears," Elias said, tapping the edge of the tablet.
"She's quiet.
Sharp.
Too prepared for someone supposedly 'lazy.' And she doesn't chase recognition."
A pause.
"I want to meet her."
Kade raised a brow.
"You mean... officially?"
"Yes."
Rio leaned back.
"You've had chances."
"Not like this,"
Elias said.
"Now I know what she does when cornered."
Theo nodded slowly.
"Alright, so how?"
"Instead of meeting next month for dinner to finalize the engagement we're gonna do this tomorrow. "
Lyra Moreno was dangerous in the quiet way that made him want to know what else she was hiding.
And this time... he wasn't going to wait for a coincidence.
He was going to meet her...on his terms.
On the evening
The clock ticked softly in the background. Warm golden lamplight washed over the dark wood of the Vale estate's private study, where Celeste Vale sat, skimming through legal briefs with the kind of elegance that made CEOs fidget.
A soft knock.
Elias entered, crisp as ever in a tailored charcoal suit, expression unreadable but thoughtful.
Celeste looked up, eyes narrowing slightly in curiosity.
"Done terrorizing the board, darling?"
"Just giving them clarity," Elias replied smoothly.
"But I need a favor."
She tilted her head.
"You? Asking?"
He slid his hands into his pockets.
"I've decided to move forward with the engagement."
The silence that followed was brief but heavy.
Celeste slowly closed her folder.
"You're serious."
"I usually am."
"This isn't about company mergers or stock leverage. This is family. And you've avoided this conversation for a month."
"I've done my research," Elias said calmly, eyes gleaming with intent.
"Lyra Moreno may not be what she seems. That intrigues me."
Celeste leaned back, surprise flickering across her composed features.
"She's... not the type of girl you usually show interest in."
"Exactly."
"Then you're not doing this out of obligation?"
"I'm doing it because she's smart, detached, and completely unaffected by the noise around her. That makes her dangerous. Useful. And maybe..."
(he pauses)
"...interesting."
Celeste arched an elegant brow.
"You sound like you want to court her, not just marry her."
Elias shrugged.
"I'd like to know who I'm marrying. I'll play the game, but on my terms."
A faint smile curled on her lips.
"I'll contact your grandparents. They've been waiting for this."
"Schedule the family dinner," he said, already turning to leave.
"Keep it small. Controlled."
"And Lyra?"
"I'll handle Lyra."
Celeste watched her son go, eyes narrowing thoughtfully.
"Dangerous, detached, and unpredictable," she murmured.
"You might've just met your match."
Celeste looks at the Study room door that long closed...
After a while a genuine smile affair on her face...
"We're going to be a family now Luciel"Celeste said softly eyes teared..
Elias smiled against her skin as he listened to Lyra's needy moans. He increased the speed and pressure of his tongue and fingers, driving her steadily closer to climax. His free hand wrapped around her hip, holding her in place while his mouth worked relentlessly on her body. Her screams of pleasure echoed through the room as she convulsed around him, her inner muscles clenching tightly around his tongue and fingers.Elias pulled back slightly to watch her face, captivated by the expression of raw ecstasy that spread across it. Panting heavily, Lyra turned her head away from him while he threw off his pants and underwear.His manhood was impressive, standing tall and thick against his abdomen, coated in a shimmering sheen of sweat. The head glistened as it pointed toward her, the slightest movement of air causing it to twitch slightly, promising more pleasure to come. Unable to resist any longer, Lyra reached out tentatively and wrapped her hand around him, marveling at how solid he
Elias sat beside Lyra after a while, the two of them sinking into silence in the study room. From downstairs, faint traces of laughter and noise still drifted upward, but here, everything felt hushed, intimate.Lyra glanced at Elias from the corner of her eye. She knew he was handsome, sometimes impossibly so and as his wife, she couldn’t deny the quiet happiness that stirred in her chest at the thought.Elias, catching the weight of her gaze, turned his head toward her. Their eyes locked, the moment stretching between them. His look was intense, almost magnetic, as though he were silently asking for something more. Slowly, he reached for her face.Lyra didn’t move away. She simply gazed back at him, wide-eyed, almost entranced.When his lips met hers, the kiss was gentle at first, soft, careful, as though he were afraid she might break. Lyra’s heart raced; it was her first kiss, and the inexperience showed in her hesitant response. She even nipped at his lip by mistake, but Elias did
Lyra sneezed, a soft, unexpected sound that broke the hush of the study. She blinked, pressing the back of her hand to her nose, then sank deeper into the velvet cushions of the long couch. The scent of old books, firewood, and faint traces of lavender tea filled the room, lulling her into a fragile calm. The heart crackled softly in the corner, casting amber warmth against her pale skin and painting shifting shadows along the walls of lined shelves.Her gray-moon eyes drifted lazily toward the rows of leather-bound volumes as she murmured, half to herself,“Someone must be scolding me again.” The words fell from her lips like a sigh, light and wistful, as she tugged the wool blanket closer around her shoulders.The door opened with a creak, and Elias stepped in. His tall frame filled the doorway, a dark silhouette against the light from the corridor. His movements, though, carried an unusual restraint as if he was wary of shattering the fragile stillness of this haven.When his gaze
The clink of silverware echoed softly in the grand dining room, the long-polished mahogany table stretching between them, heavy with food that no one seemed eager to touch. Platters of roasted meat, crystal bowls of salad, and delicate pastries sat cooling under the chandeliers, untouched as though they were more display than nourishment.Richard sat at the head of the table, posture slightly slouched, his reading glasses perched on the bridge of his nose as he scrolled through files on his sleek tablet. His fork moved absently across his plate, pushing food around without any real intention of eating it. His mind was clearly elsewhere calculations, projects, and problems far beyond the walls of this dining room.Beatrice set her utensils down a little too loudly, the sharp sound slicing through the quiet like a blade. She curved her lips into a brittle smile, though her eyes were sharp as glass.“Richard,” she began, voice measured but edged with tension, “Lyra was discharged from the
Elias pushed open the front door, loosening the last of his tie as he stepped inside. The faint scent of tea and something sweet drifted from the living room.There she was. Lyra sat curled up on the sofa, a plate of mooncakes on the table beside her, nibbling quietly as if the world outside didn’t exist. For a moment, he simply watched her, a softness settling into his expression. Then, crossing the room, he bent down and pressed a light kiss to the top of her head.“I’m back,” he murmured.The room froze.Rio’s mouth fell open like a bad comedy sketch. Theo blinked twice, his brain visibly short-circuiting. Dren nearly dropped his phone onto the carpet.“Boss…” Rio whispered dramatically, pointing an accusing finger. “Did you just…...kiss her?”Theo gasped, clutching his chest. “On the head! In public!”“History has been made,” Dren muttered, solemnly nodding as if bearing witness to a world-shaking event.Lyra’s cheeks colored faintly. She quickly set her plate down and avoided the
Meanwhile....Lyra sat in her office, high in the eastern wing of the house. The room was quiet now, Yani and the Shadow dismissed hours ago. Only the sound of the sea pressed faintly against the tall glass windows, the waves breathing steadily in the night.The black envelope rested on the table in front of her. Heavy card stock. A golden seal pressed into wax like a crown. She hadn't opened it again.... she didn't need to.The Grande Crow.Not an invitation. A summons. A trap.And she already knew whose hand had written it. Liam Moreau's shadow had been circling too close, too desperate, for this to be anyone else's move. But Elias didn't know she had already pieced it together. She wanted to hear the name from his lips.Her phone buzzed quietly against the desk. She glanced at the caller ID. Elias.A small curve touched her mouth, sharp at the edges. So, he would come to her first.She answered. "Elias."His voice carried over the line, steady, but she could hear the wear of long h







