~ Reagan's POV ~ Reagan watched as Middleton's mind raced, likely trying to figure out how to handle the situation. He knew all too well how Middleton operated, and it was no secret that the man was a fan of casual relationships. Middleton's current lover had bolted out of the house upon seeing Reagan, and he couldn't really blame the guy. In his position, Reagan would probably have done the same thing.Middleton quickly excused himself, disappearing into his room. Reagan was left alone in the living room, He felt a sense of disgust at the sight of Middleton in such a state. When Middleton reappeared, dressed in more appropriate attire, Reagan felt relieved. Despite his feelings towards Middleton's behavior, he knew that he needed to remain professional.“ Lord Reagan, to what do I owe this visit. You should have simply summoned me” Middleton enquired as he walked towards the kitchen counter, picking up a bottle of water. “I didn’t have the time for that, and I’m sure I would have
~ Raven's POV ~“ Ms. Raven, I was asked to remind you about the Professor’s meeting in an hour..” Megan told her as she stepped down from the platform in the class and headed out of the hall.As they walked in line, Raven couldn't help but wonder why she was invited to the meeting in the first place. She was just an associate professor, after all. Nonetheless, she knew she had to attend the meeting and represent her department to the best of her abilities.The office space was bustling with activity as usual, and Raven made her way to her office without stopping to chat with any of the other assistants. She had a lot on her mind, and she needed to prepare for the meeting.As Raven stepped into her office, she was hit by the familiar scent of Lumiére. It had been almost a week since they had been together in this very same office, and Raven couldn't help but feel a rush of memories flooding back. The way Lumiére had kissed her and held her close had left her senses numb, and she had b
~ Raven's POV~"Megan asked me to remind you of the meeting, it's almost time," he said. Raven checked the clock hanging on the wall and realized that an hour had passed since she started grading her midterms. She quickly gathered her stuff and tablet and followed Reinhardt out of her office. As she made her way to the meeting, Raven couldn't help but think about the mysterious symbol. It was then that she remembered that she had failed to snap the picture earlier. she stepped out of her departmental building and was greeted by the scorching sun, which made her wish for a cooler environment. The meeting was being held at the administrative block of the university , but she decided to take the journey on foot. The distance from her department to the administrative block of the university wasn't far, but it was a bit of a trek. After walking for a while, Raven finally reached the administrative block of the university. She was relieved when she entered the building, as the air condi
~ Raven's POV ~Raven sat in the dimly lit meeting room, feeling her patience wearing thin as the university bursar droned on about the school's finances. She sighed deeply for what felt like the hundredth time since the meeting had started, her mind wandering aimlessly. She glanced down at her tablet and typed a few random words, realizing that she was no longer even attempting to take notes.As the meeting dragged on for almost two hours, Raven's impatience grew. She couldn't help but wonder why she was even there. It seemed like they didn't need her for this stuff, and she was starting to feel like her time was being wasted. Her mind continued to wander, and she found herself lost in her own thoughts, completely tuning out the bursar's monologue.Her eyes drifted up and out of the window, taking in the view of the campus quad. The trees were just starting to change color, signaling the arrival of fall. Raven felt a twinge of sadness that the warm summer months were coming to an e
~ Raven's POV ~ There was no way he could have heard what she and Blaine had talked about, but the look on his face made her wonder if he knew something she didn't.She quickly averted her gaze, embarrassed that he had caught her staring at him earlier.She turned her face to the registrar as he took the podium.“ thank you Becky, so lastly before we end this meeting. The founders day is coming up next week as you all know… preparations are on ground to make sure that everything goes well… “ the registrar informed them.Well, she didn’t know. It’s either her memory was having a field time in forgetful land or she had failed to get the memo. She pulled out her phone and sent a quick message to Megan.‘ did I get a notice about the founders day? ‘ she typed.It didn’t take long for Megan to reply, ' Yes ma’am. I dropped the mail in your office last week. The day you had a visitor'she couldn't help but mutter a curse under her breath, "I can't believe I forgot to check my mail," Raven
~ Lumiére's POV ~Lumiére sat restlessly in his plush seat, fidgeting with the hem of his jacket as he waited for the next potential bride to enter the room. His eyes scanned the room, taking in the elaborate decorations and exquisite paintings that adorned the walls. It was a luxurious setting, fit for a man of his status, but it did little to lift his spirits.As the door opened, he straightened his posture, trying to put on a polite smile. The next lady walked into the room, and he couldn't help but scowl. Her dress was too gaudy for his tastes, and he could see the thick layer of makeup that covered her face. He couldn't fathom why they thought she would be a suitable match for him.He watched her take a seat, and then smiled, because of the glare Reagan had thrown his way. Reagan, his right hand, had accompanied him to this selection surprisingly, and he couldn't help but feel grateful for his presence. At least he had someone to share his misery with. They exchanged a knowin
~ Lumiére's POV~Lumiére leaned back in his chair, contemplating his next move. He had always been picky when it came to choosing a partner, and he wasn't about to settle for just anyone. He needed someone who was intelligent, independent, and could challenge him in every way possible. He wondered if such a person even existed.As he sat there lost in thought, the moonlight casted a silver glow over the room. The beauty of it all made him forget his troubles for a moment, and he allowed himself to be lost in the moment.“ May I call in the next person?” Middleton asked.Lumiére replied with a question, "Can I skip the next person?" Clearly annoyed, Middleton responded with a sigh, “No, High Lord” he muttered.Lumiére rolled his eyes in exasperation and waved his hand in annoyance. The next person walked into the room, and Lumiére could immediately feel her eyes boring into him. He caught a whiff of her scent - lavender - and something else. Something familiar. He frowned, trying t
~ Lumiére's POV ~Lumiére knew what he meant, Eloise was everything a Lord would want in a wife. But Lumiére couldn't shake the feeling that she wasn't perfect for him. He sighed and rubbed his temple."I know," he mumbled. Middleton stared at him, sensing something was off. "Does that mean that...?" he trailed off before the door flung open and Ervine stormed into the room.Lumiére groaned inwardly. He knew dealing with Ervine was never a pleasant experience. He watched as she approached him with a fixed scowl. She was dressed in a tight collared shirt with the West Sanctuary insignia, tucked into a pair of black pants, and wore boots instead of her usual heels.Lumiére couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at Ervine's unusual attire. this outfit was more suited for combat than a formal event, she had probably just finished training.Lumiére was feeling quite irked and annoyed by the unexpected presence of Ervine who stood before him. He couldn't quite understand why she had the audacit