“I’m not saying they’re a curse. I’m saying their innocence is making you want to be tangible enough to protect them. If you want to recede back into the shadows of the temple, you might have to leave them here with your good husband.” He took out an envelope from a side bag on his thigh. “Look. He even had official papers now. “You don’t have to continue calling them Eine Hart and Foxley Hart.” He tossed the envelope on the bed. “Delta Colton now exists. It will be up to you when she stops living in the eyes of the law.” Delta stretched her hand and collected the envelope. She didn’t open it, but she hugged it just the same. Without sparing another gaze at the man at the side, she whispered, “Have you ever thought that this day would come even once? A day when I… will stop becoming a ghost?” The man got up and stood in front of Delta. When she looked up, he flicked her forehead. He then followed up while still bending down a little. “Menes is the haunting ghost; Bastet is the weep

“My hatred is not that easy to invoke.” Delta chuckled and cradled his face in her hands. “You opened a void in me that I once filled with nothing but solitude. I don’t think you are allowed to leave me now unscathed. Say, Wolfram, if a problematic person asks for your heart, what will you tell them?” “Do you want my whole life with it?” Delta was surprised by the answer, but Wolfram caught her lips with his own again. The wildness of their previous kiss returned, and it had gotten noisier with all the moaning coming from her. Unlike the first two times, she started to feel lust from how they held each other. What was worse was that… it was coming from her instead. Wolfram brought her to one of the frosted glass walls and pressed her against it with his body. The water from the warm shower kept competing with the heat inside their bodies. Steam began to fog as Wolfram’s breath wheezed through his hungry kisses on her jaw, neck, or wherever his head was. His hand began to feel her

“Yeah, a few things would happen now and then, so the biggest names barely do anything to attract the attention of the people. This is the biggest among the parties these days.” The other reporter only chuckled. “Who knows what will happen if we stick around? We might find something very interesting.”“I hope it will be worth a news flash.” The first reporter chuckled before looking as another car pulled up by the entrance. Another couple came out, and they seemed to be high-rollers from the diamonds on the woman’s body. However, the cameramen only took photos.“This is going to be a slow night…” she whispered again.Just as she said it, her partner quietly shuffled, trying not to alarm anyone else. He left his supposed perfect spot to find a place close to the entrance. The reporter frowned at the movements of her partner but still followed him.Before she spoke, he turned to her and quietly reached out to tame her hair that was being blown by the subtle breeze. He then whispered, “Q

“Huh? Are you still thinking about the chick in green?” Gendry just asked to at least hint at an explanation.  However, the detective didn’t dismiss them. He answered, “Well, he did say he’s not showing his face because he’s a wanted man. Bastet really sounds like she knows Imho is a criminal. Coming here in a believable disguise should be a piece of cake for him. Also, he was like ‘I’ll steal your husband’ when Bastet mentioned a transformation. I think he did come as a woman.” He looked up with a mischievous grin, his phone in one hand. “So, does he look hot? Or is he really ugly? Come on, say it. Let’s tell Cleo about it. She will hunt down Imho in the crowd for sure.” “…wow, I thought you’d find it ridiculous, Detectiv

Janelle and Finlay raced to his side, assisting the old man. The male started: “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to impose on your schedule, Osiris. I just thought you’d be too busy to attend.” The old man chuckled. “It’s all right. Hmm, Anubis reached out to me that we are all invited. Since you will be all here, I figured I should come, too. Hehe, I like seeing and talking to young people. This is nice.” “Why did you call Anubis ‘Commander’ once and then by his handle the next…?” Brian asked as they all watched them assist Osiris to the closest seat from the door. Khepri even moved to give the seat. “Hm? Oh,. I see… so it was him. No wonder he could simply contact me.” Osiris laughed and nodded as he sat down. He could practically move on his own, but he didn’t want to scold people for showing respect to the elderly