LOGIN“So do I.”His fingers tightened around hers for one lingering second before he finally slipped into the dark passage.Elara shut the panel immediately and inhaled sharply. Then she looked at herself in the mirror. She looked like pure disaster. Just a little kiss from Silas and her entire world had flipped upside down and when Calvin had kissed her earlier, she didn't feel this way. But with Silas... Her lips were flushed. Her hair slightly messy. Her breathing still uneven.She grabbed cold water quickly, pressing trembling fingers against her neck and mouth before forcing herself to calm down.Another knock.“Elara.” Calvin's voice had dropped lower now. Dangerous.She unlocked the restroom door finally. Calvin stepped in immediately. His eyes scanned her face first. Then her hair moving lower. Calvin have always been someone who was too observant, never failed to be and why was he even here instead of waiting outside for her? “You've been crying?” He asked quietly.“No.” she sa
But she won't. She have been burned once by that rash decision, for twelve years, she had reaped what she sowed for herself. She can't run away from her problems anymore. She is going to face it all and conquer it all. Then Calvin suddenly lifted his glass again. “To the future,” he announced smoothly.The crowd echoed loudly, “To the future!”Glasses clinked across the room. Silas finally pulled his arm gently away from Beatrice. His gaze drifted back toward Elara again.And this time, she was already looking at him and then she was leaving. He followed her until he finally caught her arm before she made it to the restroom.“Elara...” He started saying while she pushed his arm away without looking to see his face or how much of how all this is starting to get to him.“Please don't treat me coldly, Elara...” He begged desperately almost at the verge of breaking, “None of this is right Elara, I love you. You're the one I love.” He admitted while she didn't even turn for more than a m
“Don’t you?” Calvin continued, his smile widening slightly. “I mean, it’s our engagement, isn’t it? Aren’t you happy getting engaged to the love of your life, Beatrice?”The room laughed softly, some people even clapped, Silas felt his jaw tighten. The love of your life? What sort of joke was that? Elara belonged to him. Elara was his and he belonged to her alone. But Beatrice already started nudging him, Elara's eyes fixated on the two of them. The words sounded almost mocking.“We have a lot to say,” Beatrice suddenly cut in brightly before Silas could respond.Then she grabbed his arm, “Let’s say something to everyone. Our love story.”Silas stiffened immediately, love story? They had no love story.Nothing between them was real enough to stand under lights and be celebrated.But Beatrice was already pulling him forward through the crowd before he could stop her.Straight toward Calvin and Elara, straight into the center and the room opened for them instantly. More eyes turned,
He drove back alone. Replaying the entire conversation in his head, but he knew he did the right thing. There's no way he has to make this move towards Beatrice when his entire life have been imprinted by Elara. The car moved through the quieted city streets in near silence just the low pull of the engine and the occasional drag of wind against the windows and he sat in the back with his elbow against the door and his eyes on nothing in particular. The gates of the white house came into view and the driver pulled through, and Silas knew something was different before the car had fully stopped. He could hear it. A low, deep pulse of music bleeding through the walls and into the night air, the kind of bass that settles in the chest before the ears have properly registered it. The upper windows glowed warm and gold. There were cars lined along the inner drive that had not been there when he left in the morning. It was the kind of cars that belonged to people who received personal invi
"I was thinking we could go on a date to strengthen our bond." She said and didn’t wait for his consent, she didn’t seem to think she needed it anymore. The announcement was out, the die was cast, and in her mind, the world had already rearranged itself to suit her desires.The real reason, of course, had nothing to do with "bonds" she just wanted to be caught on camera. She wanted the public to fawn at the two of them. Silas didn’t protest. He didn’t even sigh. He simply allowed himself to be led. She grabbed his arm, her fingers digging into the fabric of his sleeve with a possessive strength, and pulled him toward the waiting sleek, black sedan.The car took them to L’Horizon Vert, an exotic open-air restaurant perched on a tiered terrace that overlooked the glittering sprawl of the capital’s northern district. It was a place designed for visibility. They walked into the exotic restaurant and heads turned immediately. Conversations dipped into hushed whispers. He could sense th
Silas was quiet for a moment. Then, slowly, he reached up and pressed the pad of his thumb against her cheek, wiping the tears from her face with a gentleness that Elara found, against her will, difficult to watch."Stop crying," he said quietly. "I'm sorry. But you know that I don't—"Beatrice's eyes lifted over his shoulder and found Elara.Something shifted in her face immediately the grief curdling into something harder and more deliberate and she moved. She stepped forward and wrapped both arms around Silas's frame, pressing herself against him in a single fluid motion that was half comfort and half declaration.Elara felt something clench in her chest. She kept walking."We're getting engaged, Silas." Beatrice's voice rose slightly, angled outward now, no longer just for him. "My father told me himself. And I want you to know, I am not letting you go. I didn't even realise how much I loved you until two days ago. Until Calvin said what he said and I thought I might lose you t
"What have I done to deserve this sort of life, mother?" Greene cried over the phone, his voice cracking as he huddled in the corner of the cold, damp laundry room. He spoke to his mother in hushed, frantic tones, the sound of water dripping from the heavy, sodden fabrics nearby acting as a metron
He asked, his voice a low rumble of authority. Calvin's eyes drifted immediately to him, sharp and predatory, searching for any sign of a lie.What should he say? How would he explain the mess of what happened last night? What could he possibly say to defend himself without digging a deeper hole? D
He whimpered slightly, and Elara's cheeks were flushed, her heartbeat rising above average, her skin hot. What was she supposed to do with such a slutty omega body like that? Silas gripped the sheets even tighter, the fabric bunching and groaning under the sheer force of his hands, his eyes alread
For a second, time stopped. Elara’s mind went completely blank. She wasn't thinking, control gone, just impact mixed with heat and shock. His lips were hot, burning against hers like he was trying to anchor himself, like she was the only thing keeping him from completely losing it. "Please Elara.







