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Chapter 108: Four of us

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The bedroom was dim, lit only by the soft glow of Cassian’s secondary monitor sitting on the small corner desk. Outside the window, the city was mostly quiet, the late-night traffic reduced to a faint, occasional hum.

Cassian sat back in his office chair, wearing an oversized grey t-shirt and shorts. His glasses were pushed up onto the top of his head, resting in his messy hair. On the desk in front of him, three small black hard-shell cases lay open, neatly organized with custom-cut foam paddi
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    The early morning air at the private terminal was still cool when the dark town car pulled up to the curb. Through the tinted side window, Eli could see the glass doors of the terminal standing open, quiet and mostly empty. There were no flashing cameras, no reporters pushing microphones forward, and no crowds waiting near the entrance.Eli unbuckled his seatbelt, letting out a long, easy breath. He looked over at Lucien, who was sitting in the corner of the leather back seat, staring down at his dark blue tie."Are you going to take that off, or are you planning to wear a tie on the beach?" Eli asked, a slight smile on his face.Lucien looked up, his fingers pausing on the silk fabric. His shoulders were still held straight, his back rigid against the leather seat, exactly the way he sat during city council meetings or television interviews. "It’s force of habit. Marcus said there might be one staff member taking photos for the private charter records.""Lucien," Eli said gently, rea

  • Loving Him For 30 Days   Chapter 108: Four of us

    The bedroom was dim, lit only by the soft glow of Cassian’s secondary monitor sitting on the small corner desk. Outside the window, the city was mostly quiet, the late-night traffic reduced to a faint, occasional hum.Cassian sat back in his office chair, wearing an oversized grey t-shirt and shorts. His glasses were pushed up onto the top of his head, resting in his messy hair. On the desk in front of him, three small black hard-shell cases lay open, neatly organized with custom-cut foam padding. Inside each case sat external solid-state drives, spare connection cables, a compact wireless router, and a portable satellite transceiver.He picked up a short black cable, coiled it neatly around two fingers, and tucked it into a dedicated slot in the smallest case.On the far side of the room, Noah shifted under the heavy white duvet on the king-sized bed. The blankets pulled tight around his shoulders as he turned onto his side, facing the desk. His eyes were half-closed, heavy with slee

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    Two dark leather suitcases sat lined up against the wall near the front entrance of the penthouse, their luggage tags dangling motionless. The apartment was exceptionally quiet. The usual hum of Lucien’s work laptops, the incoming email notifications, and the clatter of Eli’s prep bowls were entirely absent.Eli was leaning against the kitchen counter, holding two mugs of warm chamomile tea. He wore a soft, washed-out grey t-shirt and loose lounge pants. His hair was still damp from a late shower, falling slightly over his forehead.Lucien walked out of the bedroom, bare-chested under an unbuttoned flannel shirt, his hair tousled. He stopped at the edge of the kitchen, taking a long, deep breath. His posture had dropped all its usual political rigidity; his shoulders were lowered, and his hands were tucked into the pockets of his sweatpants."Everything is packed?" Eli asked, extending one of the mugs across the counter.Lucien walked over and took the mug, his fingers brushing agains

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    The red synthetic material of the track stretched out in front of Noah, divided into eight neat lanes under the midday light. The stadium around him was mostly silent today, free from the roar of weekend crowds or the heavy chatter of the full regional team. Only a few local athletes were scattered across the far side of the field, finishing up their warm-down stretches before heading inside.Noah stood at the edge of Lane Four, adjusting the laces on his right running shoe. His t-shirt was soaked with sweat, clinging to his chest, and his lungs burned in that familiar, satisfying way that followed a series of fast two-hundred-meter sprints. Without Eli there to push the pace on the turn, Noah had to rely entirely on his own internal clock to keep his split times sharp.He glanced toward the grandstands.Cassian was sitting four rows up on the metal bleachers, completely ignoring the empty seats around him. He had his legs stretched out over the row in front of him, a pair of dark sun

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    The press room at City Hall was packed with people. Reporters sat in long rows of chairs, holding up recording devices and notebooks, while news camera operators stood on raised platforms at the back of the room with their heavy camera rigs. The room was noisy, filled with the sound of dozens of people talking over each other, camera lenses clicking, and microphones being tested.Eli stood near the back exit doors, wearing a dark jacket over a clean collared shirt. His hands were resting in his pockets as he leaned back against the wall. He was out of the way of the camera crews, but he had a clear view of the wooden podium set up on the stage at the front.Lucien walked onto the stage from a side door, accompanied by two city security guards and his campaign manager. He looked immaculate in a navy blue suit, his posture straight and composed as he stepped up to the podium and adjusted the height of the main microphone.When Lucien looked out across the crowded room, his eyes scanned

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    Two open suitcases lay side by side on the king-sized bed, looking like two completely different worlds colliding.On Noah’s side, the hard-shell case was overflowing with high-performance running shoes, resistance bands, recovery slides, and neatly folded athletic gear. On Cassian’s side, the bag looked like an electronics surplus store—tangled charging cables, portable power banks, two laptops in padded sleeves, and a small hard case filled with extra drive arrays.Noah stood over the bed, holding three different pairs of running shoes in his hands, staring down at his luggage with absolute concentration.Cassian came out of the closet carrying another black gear pouch. He took one look at Noah’s half of the bed and stopped dead in his tracks. "Noah. No.""What?" Noah asked, looking up with genuine innocence."You are not bringing three pairs of running shoes for a ten-day vacation on a tropical island that is eighty percent water," Cassian said, tossing his gear pouch onto the beds

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