Falling Slowly… For Her Rival’s Son

. Every Place Needs A Ruler, Every Kingdom Needs A King, Every King Needs A Queen... It all started... × 5th Day Of The Month of Tishri × … She was in a hurry. She needs to get there as fast as possible. Sighing for the umpteenth time, she increased her pace and at the same time, took a look at her wristwatch and that was when it all happened. She hit what she felt was like a wall and Oops! She realized it wasn't a wall when she fell, not on the floor but on the ‘wall’ with a hand on her waist which unknowingly sent tingles to her. She looked up and saw the most beautiful pair of eyes she had ever seen. Green eyes. Those eyes that could make a person forget who and what he was. Then her eyes moved to his well sculptured and pointed noise and then, his scent. He scented like her hair shampoo... She was still fantasizing when she she felt what smelt like coffee pouring all over her. Gosh! That was it, that was the last straw that broke the camel's back. That was when she snapped

… CHELSEA The sweet scent of fried eggs with pasta threatened to invade Chelsea’s nose if she didn’t get up any time soon. She sighed in pleasure, enjoying the scent and hugged the pillow to herself, not wanting to get up. But, Wait! Fried eggs! Pasta! Pillow?! What was happening?! Wasn’t she supposed to be at work? She sprang up immediately from the bed immediately those words registered in her brain and looked around frantically, wondering where she was. Where was she? She looked left and saw a door which linked probably to a closet or bathroom and looked right and saw another door. She was about getting up from the bed when she caught sight of a familiar figure in a huge portrait hanging on the wall. She stared intently, trying to recall where she knew him from and she did. Aiden!Aidenow did she get there? Her mind flashed to when she was at the karaoke, singing and dancing to the distaste of the audience and her beating him up before the Blondie intervened. Speaking

“You think you can play me?”“We’ll see about that.” ~×~ ~×~ ~×~ ~×~“Hey Max! Where are you?”“On my way. I’m stuck in heavy traffic here. Is Damon there?”“Yeah.”“He got the girls?”“According to him. I’m keeping my fingers crossed on your suggestion. ”Maxwell chuckled as he honked the car in front of him to get moving. “Trust me on that one. It will. I promise. Before I forget, what happened between you and Chelsea?”*Beep*The line went dead immediately.Maxwell removed the phone from his ear to his face and stared at it without doing anything. All of a sudden, he burst out laughing.Did he think he could run away forever?‘Don’t worry, I’m on my way.” he turned his attention to the now free road, stepped on the gas pedal and zoomed off.Maxwell hummed a song as he parked his car in the underground garage before stepping out to the elevator to Valerian’s flat.He hoped his idea worked out. It had to.As he rang the doorbell, he couldn’t even think what would happen if it didn’t.