Dame and Zin were sitting in the living room, lounging around. The tension in the room was palpable, and Dame kept trying to break the silence, thinking about what Zin was trying to tell him earlier. He tried to connect with him mentally; however, Zin made sure that he wouldn't succeed with it, closing his mind to anyone else, even Derrick."Zin, what is going on?" Dame asked for the umpteenth time. He rolled his eyes and looked at the stairs leading to the rooms on the second floor. "Miss Lyra has been inside their room for a long time now. What do you fear? She won't be able to hear us from here. What do you want to tell me earlier?"Zin shifted in his seat, his eyes darting around the place nervously. "I don't know, Dame. I just have a bad feeling about all of this." He looked into Dame's eyes as if he should realize something from his words.Dame frowned. "What kind of bad feeling?" he asked. "Also, stop rolling your eyes at me as if I should have gotten it by now when you haven't

Lyra finished the last online business meeting with Dame and Zin, feeling exhausted. She leaned back in her chair and let out a long sigh. "I'm so tired," she said, rubbing her eyes. Dame shrugged and said, "You’ve done a ton of meetings this afternoon. I think you are prone to experiencing something like that since you have worked too hard, Miss Lyra. You need a break." Zin nodded in agreement. He took a deep breath, trying to control himself from talking about really negative stuff, just as he and Dame had promised not to do anything to even hint at it, and he wanted to make sure that he also did the same. So, he did his best to change the topic whenever he felt like his talkative tongue wanted to slip up. "Speaking of breaks, you still haven’t told us about what you did when we were out on that weekend trip," he said. "Tell me, Miss Lyra, why did you make me and Dame go with Rhian and Raine that time?" "Why? What’s wrong with it?" she asked. "I thought it was a great idea. You

Rhian and Raine were busy in the kitchen, putting the finishing touches on the dishes they had been preparing for the past hour. Rhian was carefully garnishing a plate of seared scallops while Raine was slicing fresh herbs for the pasta dish they were featuring that day. The kitchen was filled with the warm aroma of herbs and spices and the sound of sizzling pans and clanging utensils. Their employees have been seen to be perfectly understanding each other; the synchronization that they have while doing their specific tasks without affecting or bothering others is a true measure that they have finally mastered the space and the work. Rhian and Raine could agree, everything is much easier now than on the first day when they were so clueless and helpless. As they were in the middle of their preparations, Lyra suddenly walked in, surprising them both. "Hey, pretty girls!" Lyra greeted them with a low voice, doing her best impression of a mediocre male who wants to act cool and hip. "I t

Derrick's heart raced as he navigated through the busy streets towards the restaurant. He was eager to see Lyra and make sure she was safe, but the worry in his mind grew with each passing second. He had not been able to see her face to face for a few days, and now their meeting was tainted because of the bad news and this big problem. As he approached the back entrance, he dialed Lyra's number and waited for her to answer."Hey, my love, it's me. Are you okay?""Hmm," Lyra hummed in response."Can I come in through the back entrance to get you?" Derrick's voice was strained with concern. "Or are there reporters at the back too?"Lyra's response was hesitant, and her voice sounded shaky."Derrick, I don't know..." she trailed off, making him feel even more stressed."Love, is everything okay? What happened?""Huh?"Derrick sighed and said "Are you alright? Did they happen to get to you already?""No, they haven't," she responded. "But yes, something happened.""Message?" Derrick raise

Zin knew he had to tell Dame what was going on. He couldn't keep this a secret any longer. He rushed towards Dame's room without even knocking, his heart heavy with the news he had to deliver."Dame, we need to talk," he said, his voice shaking slightly."Zin, what's going on? Is everything okay?" Dame asked, concern evident in his voice. He immediately stood up and forgot about all the documents that were in his hands. He threw it at the bed in an instant and faced his friend.Zin took a deep breath. "No, it's not okay. Miss Lyra wasn't able to meet up with Master. I think something might have happened to him," he said. "I can't even think right now; everything is just heading straight to the dumpster! What the fuck is going on?"Dame's voice grew serious. "What do you mean?" He nervously asked. "Where is he? How about Miss Lyra? How is she? Is everything alright on her end?""Of course she is worried. She has no idea what to think of right now."She must be extremely devastated then