บททั้งหมดของ Red String Of Fate: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

When Kalvin woke up again some time later, it was to a hand wandering across his skin.Aian was still tucked up against him but one of his small hands gently explored his body. Fingers trailed across his hip and moved to skim over his lower back.Kalvin didn’t move, not wanting to give away that he had woken up just yet. If he could, he would have been purring under the attention. He wondered how long it would take for Aian to notice the effect his attentions were causing.The hand had moved back across his hip and started to map out his abs when the photographer suddenly tensed.Looks like the boy had finally registered what exactly was poking into his side.Aian pulled away from him and he opened his eyes partway to look into wide jade green eyes.“You’re awake!” his twin flame exclaimed, an equal mixture of alarm and mortification.“Mmm. Don’t stop on account of that, I was quite enjoying the attention.”Ah, the blush on those freckled cheeks was back. Kalvin could see the embarra

They left Aian’s parents’ house late afternoon and were back in the car on the way home, much to Aian’s clear relief.Glyniss had been not so subtly bringing up living together for the rest of the morning and over lunch. Kalvin had to give her credit for persistence.Aian had been hotly denying her at every turn, saying it’s too early to live together and that just because they are twin flames doesn’t mean that they would cohabitate well.While Aian’s father seemed very passive, Glyniss was not afraid to speak her mind or go after what she wanted and Kalvin could see where Aian got his fire from.It seemed like he inherited quite a lot from his mother.Kalvin had thought she would leave the topic alone after their little chat in the kitchen but apparently, she was determined to convince her son to see this her way.The music suddenly muted as a ringtone sounded out through the car. Kalvin frowned as he pressed a button on the steering wheel to answer the call.“You’re on speaker.”“So

Getting out of the limo and standing on the busy sidewalk reminded Aian of their trip to Pinky. Except for the name Exploxion up in lights on the front of the building, the atmosphere was the same. Plenty of looks were being thrown from the people lining up as they stepped out of the limo, Kalvin guiding him by a hand on the small of his back, and them being waved right through. They jumped the long queue and received the same jealous stares as they were waved in by the security. The biggest difference was the thumping bass that could be heard even from outside. Kalvin might be used to receiving this kind of service wherever he went, but it drew a lot of attention that Aian wasn’t particularly comfortable with. They had barely made it through the door when a rather flamboyantly dressed man came over and bowed to Kalvin. Blond hair framed bright blue eyes. “Mr. Fenellere, I am delighted that you stopped by the club personally,” the man said smoothly as he inclined his head to Kal

Business was concluded and the negotiations had come to a close with the other party having withdrawn back into the club. Nevi watched as Kalvin took a drag on a cigarette while Blake gave a quick report. The man was stunning. He was much more casually dressed than Nevi had ever seen him but he still looked good enough to kill. Those intense steel eyes glanced his way and he suppressed a shiver. The man’s gaze was so heavy, so intense, and Nevi longed for the day when it would be focused on him alone. He was ripped away from his thoughts when the door opened and two men dragged in two of his bouncers. He felt his eyes go wide and quickly schooled his expression in to a neutral one. So, they had gotten caught. They knew better than to squeal about who had paid them, though. He had paid them more than enough for their silence. He was well aware of Kalvin’s wrath and dislike for anyone touching his

Aian opened his eyes and squinted against the faint glow light from the bedside lamp. At first, he was confused as to where he was and rubbed his eyes as he tried to focus his vision. With a furrowed eyebrows, he finally remembered what had happened. By the darkness still spread outside of the glass balcony doors, it must have been still evening. Looks like he fell in to a nap. He groaned as he stretched. He was in Kalvin’s room, in his penthouse. “How are you feeling?” He went still, and agonizingly slow, he turned and froze for a second, seeing his twin flame leaning by the door frame of the bedroom, his hands holding some documents. The man grinned at him, and his blush was something he can’t stop even if he wanted to. “I’m fine,” he muttered. It was the truth. He felt much more relaxed, no pain anywhere. His energy was high because of that power nap. Kalvin searched his face, before closing the bedroom door. “That’s