登入"Are you absolutely sure about this, Thea?" Daisy's voice was laced with concern as she helped Thea with the lacework of her wedding gown.
Sunlight streamed through the large window of the change room, illuminating the luxurious fabric. As soon as Thea signed the papers, she and Daisy were whisked off to the wedding venue where she picked her wedding dress and now, she's left alone to get ready. "I mean, it's all happened so fast. You barely know him, and... a marriage of convenience? Yes, he is rich but… It just sounds so... cold." Thea turned from the mirror. "I have nothing to lose." She smoothed the silken material of her dress. "After what happened, after what Posy and Yolanda did, I have nothing. My family cut me off. Rune's family humiliated me beyond belief. How am I supposed to survive in this society, in Zean?" “What about your mum? You wanted to go see her in Gend.” Thea exhaled. “I can go to her tomb anytime.” She muttered. Daisy sighed, adjusting a stray curl near Thea's temple. "I'm just worried. You're not even telling me everything about this arrangement." Thea met her eyes, darting her a knowing look; she signed an NDA, she can't tell her anything about their arrangement. Daisy nodded. “I understand. I'm just shocked that the jerk who ruined your life is…Seth Blackwood. Better than Runes Sterling if you ask me.” She giggles and Thea smiles. She took Daisy's hands, squeezing them tightly. "You're the only one who understands, the only one who's stood by me. And I need you here, today." Daisy's expression softened. "Of course, I'll be there. Every step of the way.” Thea hugs her, struggling to stop herself from crying. “Let's get you hooked up with your …husband!” Daisy teased and they both burst into laughter. 《The Cathedral》 The ceremony was held in a private, exquisitely decorated cathedral overlooking the Zean city. It was shocking how quickly all of this was put together in such a short period. How much influence does this man have anyway, Thea wondered. The room was sparsely populated, with a handful of Seth's stern looking business partners and a few elderly, elegant women who Thea assumed were wives of these businessmen, were present to witness the union. They could have just signed the documents, why throw a wedding? She never stopped to ask. The atmosphere was quiet as if they were accessing her, curious to know if she was befitting, worthy. At the entrance to the aisle, Thea took a deep breath, her heart thumping against her ribs. Daisy, standing beside her, offered a reassuring squeeze of her hand. On Thea's left, which is supposed to be dedicated to her side of the family, was empty. Thea ignored the sick feeling in her stomach, she would rather have an empty aisle than have a group of people who couldn't care less about her. “Shall we?” Daisy asked and Thea nodded. Soft classical music began to play, and Thea, holding a delicate bouquet of white roses, began her walk down the aisle. Her dark brown hair was styled in waves around her shoulders, framing her face. Her eyes, usually warm, were cool, taking one step after the other in tune with the music. At the end of the aisle, standing next to the priest was Seth. He was dressed in a tailored black suit, a white shirt, and a dark tie. The fabric stretched taut across his broad shoulders, hinting at his lean, athletic build beneath. A build she had seen without clothes…and felt…and touched..and clawed at when he went wild on her.. Thea’s chin flustered at the thought, now isn't the time for such thoughts! His jet-black hair was slicked back, pronouncing the sharp angles of his jawline and his high cheekbones. His eyes, usually so cold and unreadable, were fixed on her as she approached. There was no grand smile, no display of emotion on his face, only a quiet intensity. Yet, as she drew closer, Thea thought she detected an almost unnoticeable look of….shock deep within those icy blue depths. Or did she? Maybe it's all in her head. He reached out a hand to her as she reached the altar, his fingers warm and firm as they clasped hers. The priest began the ceremony, his words echoing softly in the grand hall. "You may now kiss the bride," the priest announced, his voice gentle. Seth turned to Thea. His eyes seemed to hold a flicker of something that made Thea's breath catch. He lifted her veil slowly, his gaze never leaving hers. His thumb brushed softly over her cheek, sending a shiver down her spine. He leaned in, his clean, masculine scent filling her senses. His lips, soft and firm, met hers in an unhurried press. It wasn't a passionate, explosive kiss, but it was deep and lingering. There was an unexpected tenderness in his touch, a quiet possessiveness that seeped into her very core; a reminder of their one night stand, a night she had dreamed of every night ever since.. The world seemed to fade away, leaving only the warmth of his mouth on hers, the surprising softness of his lips, and the shift in the air around them. The crowd erupted in solemn applause as Seth stepped away from her, the warmth in his eyes replaced with coldness. Thea was breatheless, what just happened? The duo faced the crowd, a polite smile on their faces. “I now pronounce husband and wife. Mr and Mrs Blackwood.” Thea searched for Daisy who was sitting on the left, representing Thea's family. Her face was beaming with smiles , clapping like her life depended on it. “You should get ready.” Seth whispered as they walked down the aisle, hand in hand. “For what?” “An after party. You'll be meeting my Grandmother. And she can't know about this…arrangement. You know what happens when you breach the agreement right? ” Thea’s heart sank, his grandmother? She thought this was just some small arrangement now she really has to play wife? Before she could complain, he was gone , greeting all of his business partners as Daisy hurried towards her. “I saw that kiss. There's no way he's not into you!” Daisy said, beaming with excitement. “Daisy, he said I'll be meeting with his grandmother at the after-party.” Daisy gasped, her eyes twinkled in happiness. “Oh my goodness! That's great news!” “No! What if she asks how we met or things like that? She doesn't know that this is…you know what.” Daisy's eyes open wide in realisation. “Oh boy.”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
The alarms went off and Thea sighed, she can finally call it a day. She packed up her bag and headed out the classroom in silence, ignoring Chloe's death stares. Ever since their last confrontation, Chile had stayed clear of Thea but didn't miss a chance to glare or whisper something nasty under h
The phone felt cold in Yumi's trembling hand as she paced the polished floor of her apartment. Her silk robe felt heavy, not light and her stomach curled in fear. She had just seen some new posts on Wetalk about Runes and one post in particular had her turning and tossing in her bed overnight.
Thea pushed the door to the cafe open , her eyes scanning the room. She had received a call from Daisy, telling her that Clara was in her cafe and she refuses to leave unless Thea comes to see her. Her eyes finally settled on a woman with a pixie cut, eyes buried in her cup of coffee clearly deep
Thea's legs were indeed useless. Every muscle in her thighs screamed in protest when she tried to move, and a dull ache throbbed deep in her bones. Her eyes started up at the ceiling, this was her first real look at his room. It was huge. The main colors were dark; deep grays, blues, and black. On







