ANMELDENPosy steals glances at Runes as he settles down on the seat across the table. She stared at her reflection on the blank phone screen, making sure she looked her very best.
She had made reservations for the famous Azure Spoon restaurant in the very heart of Zean. It took a lot but she was able to book a private room for their little dinner date. “Thanks for coming.” She said as Runes pulled down the napkin on his lap. He nodded, his eyes fixed on everything but her face. Hell, he could be anywhere else but here.. “I pulled some strings to book this private room. Do you like it?” “It's fine.” Runes replied simply. "Rune, I... I'm really sorry about the scene at the bridal store yesterday," Posy began, twisting the napkin in her lap. "Thea can be so difficult. I told her you would be showing up and that she should leave but… I should have told you. I'm sorry. And things have been a bit rocky between us too. I really hope we can fix that." Rune took a slow sip of his water, his face unreadable. He had spent the morning fuming about Thea's words and all his efforts to find out where she lived had led to nothing! “We use to get along so well. Can we just talk things out and soften it out?” Runes exhaled, he needed this marriage with Posy if he wanted things to run smoothly for his upcoming Blackwood deal. He needed that merger, only then would the Blackwoods take him seriously. He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a small, velvet box. He slid it across the table to Posy. Posy's eyes widened. “What's this?" She opened the box to reveal a silver bracelet, dotted with tiny, sparkling emeralds. "A small token," Rune said, his voice smooth as silk. "You're right, we've been having a lot of back-and-forths recently.” He reached across the table and briefly touched her hand. He groaned internally but his eyes stared at Posy sincerely. “I really want this to work between us. It's going to take a lot but I want to give it a try.." Posy's face lit up. “It's beautiful! Thank you, thank you!" She immediately unclasped it and put it on her wrist, admiring it. Rune offered a tight, almost forced smile. "You're welcome." Posy glances at him shyly. “And…I'm willing to give this a shot too.” Runes smiled. “I'm happy to hear that.” A waiter arrived with their first course; plates of roasted duck and wild rice. She sets their plates carefully on the table alongside an expensive bottle of wine in a silver bucket bathed in ice cubes. “Enjoy your meal “ The waitress said before walking out of the room. Posy's phone beeped, a message from the company. She glanced at the screen and back at Runes who had already started eating. "I need to use the restroom quickly before we start. Be right back!" She pushed her chair back, her phone in hand and hurried out of the private room. Runes exhaled like he's been holding back his breath since he walked in. He wanted to end this dinner and be on his way out as soon as he could. The room's door opened again and Runes braced himself to play fiancee again. “Miss me?” Runes glanced up in shock ; it was Yumi. Yumi, dressed in a scandalous red dress that hugged her curves with a deep sweetheart neckline, glided in. The dress didn't do that much work in covering her luscious breast and a slit that went all the way up her thigh, barely an inch below her pant line. Her lips were painted a dark red, and her eyes held a seductive gleam. “Cause I have. Badly.” She purred, leaning over him, her body brushing against his arm, her eyes locking onto his. Rune's eyes widened "What are you doing here? Posy is..." His voice strained. "Gone for a quick pee, I know," Yumi whispered, a knowing smile on her lips. She slipped her hand up his thigh under the table, her fingers teasing the outline of his dick. "Don't tell me you're not happy to see me. You looked so bored just now." Rune's breath hitched. He glanced at the door, then back at Yumi. "This is not the time. We're in a public place. What if she comes back?" "Then we'll have a little fun before she does." Yumi giggled, her hand hovering over his zipper. She leaned in closer, her red lips almost touching his ear. "I've been thinking about you all day, Rune. And the fact that you're here with her and not me, pisses me off!" His zipper went down and her fingertips traced a line across his tip. Runes stiffened, his eyes closed for a brief moment, a shiver running through him. “Fuck.” Runes groaned. Her fingers went down the length of him, teasing him with her fingers. “You're going to be the end of me..” He managed, his head tilted to the side, watching her fingers please him gently and softly. Suddenly, the door creaked. Posy's voice floated in from the hallway. "I'm so sorry, I had a few phone calls to make." Yumi's eyes widened in playful panic. "She's back!" She whispered. Without a second's hesitation, Runes shoves Yumi under the table, pulling her red dress after her. She was barely out of sight before Posy walked back into the room. Runes forced a nervous smile. “You're back.” "Yeah. Everything alright?" Posy asked, sitting back in her chair. "You look a little... red." Rune cleared his throat, trying to compose himself. His heart was pounding, his body humming with suppressed excitement. “Yes. It's just a bit…warm in here.” He managed, his voice strained. “Really? I'll just turn the AC up then..” Posy grabs the AC remote and turns it out. Runes wrapped his hands around his mouth, his eyes going shut. Under the table, Yumi's hand wrapped around his dick gently, moving up and down its length. He had to keep a straight face. He had to act normal. “Better now?” Posy asked with a smile and Runes, hands still clamped around his mouth, nodded. “Yes. Thank you.. “ Posy smiled, her eyes flickered back to the bracelet he bought her. " I can't wait to show everyone the beautiful bracelet you got me." She held up her wrist, admiring the emeralds. Below the table, Yumi's tongue licked his tip before dipping her mouth low around his dick. Rune's eyes shot open wide, his breath catching in his throat. “Sure. I'm …glad you…you like it..” He strained, flashing a nervous smile. He picked up his spoon to eat but his fingers stumbled slightly. Who was he kidding? Yumi's mouth was warm around the dick, and her tongue teased him as well none stop. How is he supposed to concentrate on anything else? He dropped his spoon quietly, stealing a glance at Posy. She was already eating, a smile on her lips as she stared at the bracelet like some trophy. He gripped the edge of the table, his knuckles white, trying to keep his face perfectly still. A small moan almost escaped him, but he turned it into a cough. "Are you alright? You seem to be struggling," Posy asked, her brow furrowed with slight concern. "Just a tickle in my throat," Rune rasped, forcing a smile. He could barely think, barely breathe. The sensation was overwhelming, shocking. Just as Rune felt like he might burst, Posy's phone rang loudly on the table. She picked it up, looking at the caller ID. "Oh, it's Mother!" Posy exclaimed, her eyes widening. She immediately put the phone on speaker, completely ignoring Rune's strained face. "Yes, Mum? What is it?" "Posy! I need you back at the mansion immediately!” Posy's face fell. " Why? I'm with Rune at dinner..." "Dinner can wait! Your father is furious and better get down here, right now.” Posy sighed dramatically, running a hand through her hair. "Okay. I'll be on my way." She hung up the phone, looking apologetic. "I'm so, so sorry, Rune. But mum needs me." Runes nodded firmly, forcing a smile. “I understand. We can do this some other time.” With a frustrated sigh, Posy grabbed her purse and hurried out of the private room, the door clicking shut behind her. Runes exhaled, leaning back on his seat, his eyes fixed on Yumi who gave him a teasing lick. She smirked. “She's gone.” He nodded, his breathing coming out harsh as she took him in her mouth again. Runes groaned, pulling her hair away from her face with one hand. Just when he was about to explode, Yumi rose from under the table, a wicked smile playing on her face. She walks towards the door and turned the locks before walking towards him again, her hips swaying invitingly. Rune stared at her, still stunned into silence, his face flushed, his breath coming in short gasps. "Thought you could escape me, did you?" Yumi whispered, her eyes dancing with mischief. Runes got on his feet, his hands pulling her body close to his. “You've been a bad girl Yumi.” “Punish me..” She said against his lips, kissing him. He turned her back to him, her ass grazing his d8ck. He moved her towards the wall, yanking her dress up to her waist, she was bare. No panties. “Yumi…” he called as his fingers slipped into her clit. She gasped, her face pressed against the wall. “And you're so wet too..” “Fuck me. Please. Show me that bitch means nothing to you..” Yumi gasped. Runes slipped in, his eyes going shut for a brief moment. He pulled her arms behind her back as he thrust into her, her butt cheeks clapping as he moved. Runes groans and Yumi's moans echoed throughout the room but outside of this same room, waiters walked down the hallway, oblivious to the atrocities going on in their VIP area..The rain had turned the world into a blur of gray and shadow. He wasn't going to let him slip. Now that he had a child involved, he wouldn't let Donald slip away and let him haunt his family ever again. The chase ended at the old bridge just outside the city. Rain had begun to fall, the wind howling through the girders.“Donald!” Seth shouted, his voice echoing through the storm. “Stop!”He didn't until headlights cut through the darkness. Arian’s black SUV screeched to a stop across the slick asphalt, blocking his path. He slammed the door and ran forward, his breath forming white clouds in the cold night air.He had been following since he saw Donald run out of the house. Donald stood at the center of the bridge, coat soaked, hair plastered to his face. His hands trembled, but not from the cold. In one hand gleamed a knife, slick with rain and blood.“Donald!” Arian’s voice rang out like a warning. “It’s over. The police are already surrounding the place.”Donald turned his head
The rain had turned the world into a blur of gray and shadow. He wasn't going to let him slip. Now that he had a child involved, he wouldn't let Donald slip away and let him haunt his family ever again. The chase ended at the old bridge just outside the city. Rain had begun to fall, the wind howling through the girders.“Donald!” Seth shouted, his voice echoing through the storm. “Stop!”He didn't until headlights cut through the darkness. Arian’s black SUV screeched to a stop across the slick asphalt, blocking his path. He slammed the door and ran forward, his breath forming white clouds in the cold night air.He had been following since he saw Donald run out of the house. Donald stood at the center of the bridge, coat soaked, hair plastered to his face. His hands trembled, but not from the cold. In one hand gleamed a knife, slick with rain and blood.“Donald!” Arian’s voice rang out like a warning. “It’s over. The police are already surrounding the place.”Donald turned his head
His heart pounded in his chest as she adjusted his tie, eyes staring down at her with more fear than she'd ever since in his eyes. She met his gaze, a smile on her lips. “What?” “I didn't know you were this..brave.” Thea chuckled. “There’s more to me than you know. And you're going to spend forever finding out.” “Is that a deal?” He smiled and she nodded, eyes glowing. The morning light fell softly across the kitchen, painting the marble counter in shades of gold. Thea was standing right in front of Seth, eyes fixed on his suit and then his tie before giving a satisfied nod. “You're good to go.” Seth glanced at the standing mirror behind her, crisp shirt, dark tie, hair pulled neatly back. He looked way better than he did weeks back. “I don’t have to go in today,” he said without meeting her gaze. She smiled faintly. “If you don't, we will never get this over with."Seth’s eyes met hers, calm but shadowed. “I just need to make sure everything stays in place. The police have
The air inside the courthouse was heavy, tinged with the sharp scent of polished wood, coffee from the vending machine in the lobby.It smelt of something else as well, anticipation and fear..Seth’s hand brushed against hers as they walked through the entrance, his grip firm and grounding.“We’ll be fine,” he whispered, though she knew it was more for her than for himself.“I hope so,” she murmured back, adjusting the lapels of her blazer.The courtroom was already buzzing. Reporters scribbled notes, cameras flashed, and the occasional whisper drifted across the rows of chairs. Thea’s chest tightened. She could feel every gaze on her, every expectation weighing down on her shoulders.Seth stayed close, he was going to keep her promise of keeping her safe. She had asked that they attend the trial; it would be their first public appearance after Celine's death. His fingers tightened in her as they settled down, waiting. The trial had already begun when they entered. The defendant, R
The first thing that hit him that morning wasn’t the light, it was the silence.The house felt too still, too quiet. The kind of calm that only came after a storm had exhausted itself. The curtains swayed gently, letting in fractured sunlight that painted lazy shapes across the bedroom floor. For a moment, Seth didn’t move. He just lay there, staring at the ceiling, letting the faint hum of the city seep through the walls.Is this the right thing to do? Coming back here? Would Celine forgive him for not giving her a proper goodbye? If he's going against Donlad, will the people he cares about be safe?The bed dipped beside him. A reminder that he wasn’t alone.Thea was curled up next to him, the sheets tangled around her waist, her hair a soft, chaotic halo on his chest. She was breathing evenly, one hand resting over his heart as if it belonged there. Seth’s fingers brushed over her knuckles lightly, careful not to wake her as if any firmer touch would break the illusion that she w
It's been three weeks. Donald was nowhere to be found, Celine had undergone autopsy and the police were doing their jobs. The rain began the moment the last words of the funeral service faded into the hollow silence of the cemetery.It was soft at first, hesitant drops tapping against the sea of black umbrellas. But soon, the sky broke open, heavy and merciless, as though the heavens themselves mourned for Celine Blackwood.Thea stood still under the gray downpour, her hand gripping the handle of her umbrella so tightly her knuckles whitened. Her heart sank with a sudden reality as Celine was lowered into her grave, she was really gone. She was battling a terminal illness but she was supposed to have more time. More time with her, more time to do everything she wanted to do. She could have met her grandchild….The scent of wet earth and roses hung in the air. Around her, people began to drift away. Family friends, old acquaintances, business partners who whispered condolences.Adam
Thea’s phone buzzed across the marble countertop for the fourth time that morning. She didn’t even need to look at the screen to know the name flashing there.Adam Balmero.She’d been ignoring his calls for days. After months of silence, after throwing her out of the family and replacing her with P
Thea's eyes flickered open to the sunlight that streamed into the room. She had expected to feel awkward, brittle after the night before, but instead she found the room strangely calm. She turned to her side, empty. Seth wasn't there but his spot was still very warm. He left not so long ago. Thea
Thea shuts her door quietly, eyes peeping down the corridor as her heart races wildly in her chest. It was quiet, not even the help was up. Quietly and barefoot, she moved across the cool marble floor, the hem of her silk robe grazing her calves. One step after another, and a desperate prayer that
Thea had just slipped into the women’s restroom between classes, grateful for a moment of quiet. The echo of running water muffled the campus noise outside. She stood at the mirror, brushing a stray lock of hair back into place. The tabloids were still buzzing, the whispers following her down ever







