Aian slipped out of bed a few hours after Kalvin originally woke him up, leaving the man sleeping peacefully in bed.
He padded into the kitchen, grabbing the chequered apron and tying it in place before he set about making a nice breakfast for his twin flame.
Clearly something had been wrong. He wondered if the man had had a nightmare.
It sure seemed like it.
The arms around him had tightened to the point it had been getting painful and it had woke him up. It had taken a few times at saying his name to get a reaction and Aian felt an awful, painful twisting in his chest.
When he finally spoke loud enough to wrench the man back to earth, Kalvin seemed to struggle to come back to the present.
Aian frowned. He hadn’t liked the expression on the man’s face.
Kalvin was a man who rarely showed his emotions yet he stared back at Aian with wide gray eyes and face drained white. It was such a stark con
Aianstood outside Lori’s office building, large letters marking the entrance with the name of the magazine, ‘Fate’.He had just dropped off the USB stick with all the photos he had taken from the nurse interview over a week ago, apologizingfor the delay.Loriwaved him off once she found out that he was the one who had uncovered the Jerry Hessscandal.With a small lecture about his safety being first and next time he goes underground he only needs to email her, Lorikicked him out of the building with a promise of a catch up over coffee next time when she wasn’t so strapped for time.Aianwas not looking forward to being drilled for all the details about his recently found twin flameand their relationship but at the same time,he almost wished she might have had time to talk now.He was still upset over Kalvinbrushing off whatever that nightmare thing was and h
“Caleb,” Seangreeted him with a hint of embarrassment at being caught undertaking cooking lessons with his charge. “I, uh…”“We’re just about finished up here,Caleb, although it’s okay if you need to go.” Aianglanced over to the guard who was still looking a little flushed.“It’s okay,Aian, I would like to help finish up…?” Sean glanced back at his team leader.“It’s fine, I can wait until you’re ready,Aian,” Calebretreated to the door to have a quiet talk with the guards outside while Aianfinished up the preparations with Sean.Ten minutes later and Aianwas putting containers of pre-prepared food into the fridge and freezer while Seansaw himself out, trading places with Caleb.With lunch and a coffee handy, Aianset up his laptop and papers with all the scoop information in front of him
All the planning was complete. The warehouse had been scouted and a suitable location found for Aian to snoop from and two of his guards to watch the perimeter for signs of trouble. Aian even managed to snag a nap after dinner and now felt pumped up and ready to go. Three guards stood in his living room looking surprisingly keen for the upcoming event. Honestly, it all felt a little over the top. He had a total of five guards for tonight, each with an earpiece radio device to talk to the whole team on a secure channel and multiple escape routes established, each with their own code name. Looking at the excited men in front of him all done up in dark, easy to manoeuvre in clothing complete with multiple high tech gadgets, Aian felt the need to sigh. Caleb handed over an earpiece and instructed him on how to wear it. “Isn’t this a little over the top?” “Nope. Safety first, so as long as you're safe, nothing's too much.” Aian did sigh at that but did as instructed. “This feels l
Kalvin sat in his office with Blake and Dale, attempting to complete some paperwork around the distraction of Aian’s team’s conversations. Dale had set up a link into the channel so they could listen in on the first stakeout that the team helped with. The relief he felt when the message came through that Aian had not attempted to ditch his guards and had also asked for help was huge. They had spent the afternoon planning and scouting around the area and were about to head out to the location provided by Aian’s source. Kalvin could admit that he was incredibly distracted but at least anything he managed to get done now would save him time later to capture his little twin flame and drag him back to the penthouse again. It felt surprisingly empty without the photographer and Kalvin was already planning excuses to drag him back even just for an evening. He glanced over to the tablet that sat in the middle of his desk. It was how they were listening to the secure channel and it displ
Aianpulled up on his scooter outside the newspaper office he freelanced for. He was ready to drop off the photos he had taken the night before to his editor. If he was honest, he wasn't sure the photos and article would make it to print. Generally,politicians would bribe the paper to stop the press from running the article. There wasn’t enough evidence to take into the police to press charges, so the only thing the paper could do was slander the name and reputation of the person caught in the photos. It irked Aianto no end that taking the bribes was considered a legitimate source of income for some of the paper. It felt as shady as the people he caught in his viewfinder but he couldn't do anything until he had more concrete proof of misdeeds and corruption. He dithered over which photos to hand in for the good part of the night before finally giving in and calling Kalvin. It dug at his conscience; he was aphotojou
“Yanyan!” Samcalled enthusiastically and Aiansmiled at the warm greeting. “Hey, guys, how’s it going?” “Good. It's nice to be able to have this catch up as normal and not worry about your safety when you can't show up,” Brentglanced over at the two guards grabbing takeaway coffees and moving to sit at one of the outside tables. “I'm guessing they are from the team you mentioned over email?” “Yeah,” Aiansaid then sighed. “I can't go anywhere without them. They generally stay outside if I'm going into a house or a small shop but if I go to the mall or supermarket, they come with me and it really feels like I'm being babysat.” “At least you're safe.” Aianpulled a face at his friend but only received a serious look in return. “I'm serious, Yanyan. Your job alone is enough to have scary people after you. We were pretty worried when you said you nearly got beaten up after you got that politician arrested. Fenell
Aianunlocked the penthouse door and let himself in. It was a little odd walking in as though it was his house. He had done so when he stayed with Kalvinfor a week but then he had been invited and Kalvinhimself would always be home in the evening to spend time with him. He hadn't even told Kalvinthat he was coming to stay, although he assumed that he had already found out from his guards. Flicking on the lights and slipping off his shoes, he made his way further into the apartment. Aiancouldn't quite get rid of the weird feeling as he settled himself on the couch with his takeaway dinner. It was kind of nice, he decided after settling on a movie to watch while he ate. Much like when he stayed before, it was a surprisingly homey feeling. Familiar. It screamed Kalvin, all sleek modern furniture and tasteful décor. Though it really needed more clutter and photos on the walls. Maybe he should take a few
While Aianhad every intention of tracking Blakedown and interrogating him the next day, with how busy he was,it wasn't until a week later that he could finally get the man alone. He should have realizedthat if Kalvinwas too busy to even have a lunch date with the photographer, his secretary would be just as busy. In the end, Aianhad messaged the man to schedule an appointment time to talk with him and asked him to not tell Kalvin. He seemed suspicious, but surprisingly agreed without fuss. Which was how Aianfound himself sitting in the secretary’s office waiting for his meeting to finish. Thankfully he didn't have to wait long before Blakewalked into the room, gently closing the door behind him. He nodded in greeting before talking a seat at his desk and placing some folders off to the side. There was a moment of silence as they observed each other. It was Blakewho broke it as he ran his fingers on