All Chapters of Aaliyah’s Return : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Soon enough we arrive at a plush stone estate Shark fin estate written in caps by the entrance. The guards stop and search our boot before letting us in. “ouuuu fancy “ I say to Brandon He nods “ Yes and they are very security conscious because its a mixed community of humans and werewolves “ “Sandra mentioned that I am excited to see the houses you picked out for viewing Brandon“ Brandon picks up his phone scrolling through his contact list “let me call Mr Andre the real estate agent…” Then calls his number he picks up on the first ring.. Hello Andre? Yes we just drove in…. Where do we meet up? Okay roger that… Hehangs up the phone and faces the front.. “Gabe” Gabe answers from the front “Yes sir..” “Tell the driver to Park at the convenience store a Red porche should be waiting for us “Okay Sir “ I admire the cobbled street and picturesque houses. It is such a beautiful Estate. Manicured lawns .Perfect gardens straight out of an architectural digest magazine

I sleep off on the journey back to the Noir Flame. The limo has spoiled me .The seats are so soft and plush that it feels like you are sinking into a snug, warm Blanket. When I wake up, Brandon slowly takes me out of the car, and Noah walks excitedly by his side. “Mummy is a sleepyhead, mummy is a sleepyhead,” Noah sings in his child-like voice. Brandon laughs. “A very beautiful sleepyhead.” At the elevator, I try to come down from his arms, but Brandon says softly, “Aaliyah let me carry you. I know you’re tired.” Warmth fills my chest and I smile. Th elevator arrives on our floor and we step out Brandon carrying me as if I weigh nothing . Gabe collects the key from Brandon and opens the flat. “Welcome home, boss.” “It feels good to be back home,” I say. The bellhop arrives moments later with our luggage. Desmond has very efficient staff. I thank him, and Gabe tips him. Brandon then lays me gently on the couch like a princess. “Mummy, I’m hungry,” Noah says settling on the couc

Later on , I am finally able to stock up the fridge and pantry . I fry scrambled eggs, bacon strips, and some baked beans for the men. After eating, we lounge in the living room, with Brandon and Noah arguing over their favorite superhero, and Gabe siding with Noah. I pretend not to notice Brandon’s eyes lingering on me when he thinks I am not paying attention. I grab my nonfiction book, The Werewolf Series, and start reading. Brandon reads the cover and teases me. “Nothing you read in there is real, My Queen. If you want to know anything, just ask me,” he says, flashing his pearly whites at me. I laugh. “I know, but I just love a good fantasy romance. This one has a coven of witches in it too, so lots of magic and extra spice.” By noon, the live-in has cleaned the apartment from top to bottom and fluffed all the pillows in preparation for the guests we were expecting. I burn some scented candles, and we all chip in to make sure the space is spic and span. Brandon has checked his

I sit in my favorite chair, for a while mulling over the entire conversation. Her body language, her surprise when I told her I met Amelia the night before. I know she wasn't aware but she will not admit it. To admit means to accept that she was outsmarted by someone below her and that will not do. The apartment is so quiet, the tension from earlier on slowly easing away. Brandon and Noah walk into the house, both of them sitting by my side.Brandon holds my hand and says, “Their visit went so much better than I expected. I was geared for war.” He chuckles drily, giving me a small tentative smile.“She raised the Amelia attack, and I nearly lost it, Brandon .” Leaning on his shoulder for support, I add, “I kept my cool for our son.”He smiles. “I must applaud you. You handled the Luna with decorum even though she tried to push your buttons. I would have lost it…”Noah runs past us to his bedroom, bored with all the adult conversation and drama that nearly unfolded. I watch his bac

The energy in the room changes instantly. The playful banter and light jokes from earlier, the sound of Noah and Gabe in the kitchen, all fade into the background. Desmond walks over to my left, leans down, and presses a kiss against my cheek. “Hey, beautiful.” I can’t help the blush that warms my face. “Hey, Desmond.” On my right, Shawn settles beside me, lifting my hand to his lips. “Baby, how are you?” His voice is low, teasing, and he smiles at me. “I’m doing just fine …considering the circumstances.” Brandon, always the perfect host and yet carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders, clears his throat and asks. “What will you two like Coffee? Or something much stronger?” Desmond rubs his chin thinking. “I think we should start with coffee. Something tells me it’s going to be a very long day.” Shawn laughs darkly. “I agree with Desmond. We’ll need the caffeine fix to keep our brains sharp.” Brandon nods once and heads to the kitchen. A few Minutes later h