*** Hyacinth *** I found a small wooden chest with my name on top of it. A letter? It was covered with plastic and over the plastic was dust. While everyone was helping with placing the items on the storage boxes that we bought from the hardware store, I was helping with clearing a few things that we don’t need. We will be taking it with us back to the Philippines as soon as I sorted out what to do with all of those things. But then, we are not done finding out my family treasure. It was Raven’s first day to be with us and he mostly worked during that time. Then, when we arrived in our hotel room, Raven arranged another room just for the two of us. “You didn’t sleep.” I said and noticed the dark circles under his eyes. “I’m sorry, Raven.” “Why are you apologizing?.” I reached his face and sighed. “I am using the skincare set that Kelly gave me and I will use it for you later. For now, I will prepare the bathtub with a bubble bath.” He bent down and scooped my chin. He already n
*** Hyacinth *** I cleaned up the surrounding of the wooden chest and I placed it in front of me as I took out the paper from the plastic. I opened it up and stared at the bank accounts under my name and the thick paper with my name under it. “What is this?” I mumbled. It was all in Finnish language and there’s this logo on top. Rubiinin Valtakunta. “I need to learn my language correctly.” I handed it to Raven as he creased his brows. “Babe, this is your share to the Ruby Empire. You are one of the stockholders with 2 percent.” “Oh, shit. Is it big?” I asked. “Yeah, hella big. Billions. Ruby Empire is an old money rich. You are richer than I am.” Raven grinned. Was he proud? “If I know that my grandmother is this rich, I would’ve been here and taken over my share.” “This is probably why your father is keeping you away.” Raven leaned. “Your lawyer is still at Charles’s law firm but we can get you more lawyers.” “This is my family treasure that they’ve been keeping in a humble c
*** Hyacinth *** Butler Jussi was waiting for us at the entrance. He opened the car door for us as our gentlemen came out first and Raven extended his hand to me and even placed a hand under the roof of the car. We are only wearing a semi-formal dress. “Hyacinth!” Eino approached us with his arms wide open and I smiled at him. He shook Raven’s hand and hugged him briefly and then to me. He also did the same to Patricia and Cal. “Where’s Pen and Zian?” He asked. “They are out on a date.” Cal said and chuckled. “We let the two have their alone time.” Which was a lie. Cal is so suave and flawless about it. “I hope that it’s alright? My family wants you to meet Hyacinth.” “Oh, we are curious why?” Raven asked. “Let’s discuss it inside.” Eino kept that gorgeous smile. I then looked at my husband who was serious and in a very businesslike expression. But I don’t know what that really meant. We entered the drawing room where there were people who looked so much like Eino. A lot of th
*** Raven ***My wife seemed to get along with them through their language. She practiced, and she spoke well now, although she wasn't fluent. But she’s still studying their language. During those times, I knew that Eino was so into her. There was one who was trying to seduce Patricia as well, but she would gently turn them down.She doesn't understand much about their language but Patricia could read body language.“I’ll go to the toilet,” I told my wife as she nodded and held my hand.“Do you want me to accompany you?” She muttered. I grinned slowly and it was too late when she realized she said it wrong. “Nah, you are a big boy.”I kissed her cheeks as I headed out of the grand room where everyone gathered and had wine after a big dinner. I went to the nearest toilet and then washed my hand after. When I came out, I stopped when I bumped into Helmi, Eino’s youngest sister with honey-blonde hair. Her lips curled up.“Hi,” She grinned.I nod my head.“Apologies,” I mumbled as I was a
*** Hyacinth ***The snow was falling steadily, each flake drifting through the air with a quiet grace before settling on the ground. The cold wrapped itself around me, sharper than I’d ever felt before, biting at my skin, seeping into my bones. Every breath felt like ice in my lungs, the chill so deep it seemed to crawl beneath my clothes, making my muscles stiff and unresponsive. This wasn’t just cold; it was a sharp, unforgiving kind of cold that seemed to gnaw at everything it touched.Then, there’s Eino. There’s something in his eyes, a flicker I can’t quite place. I don’t know what it is, but the way Eino is looking at me feels… off. It’s almost like he’s going to miss me, but that’s not it. No, there’s something else, something strange, like he’s holding back a secret or waiting for something… a quiet intensity I can’t ignore. I can feel it, but I can't figure out why.“I thought you’d have a great Christmas here in Finland.”“I love snow, but our Christmas is different. But so
*** Hyacinth *** My mother in law was very supportive. She came with a van and two more cars. She’s wearing a sky blue trench coat dress and holding a sky blue mini-kelly. I approached her first and hugged her. She kissed both of my cheeks and greeted Penny and Patricia the same. “Alright, I had reservations and I think the boys will be back in the office after lunch.” “Perfect. Where are we dining?” Penny asked. “The known English Chef? I had a reservation with him.” We gaped and looked at each other. The known English Chef who will be opening a restaurant here. A celebrity Chef known for his English cuss. We squirmed in excitement. He probably had a blog but we are more interested in the food. We hopped into the van quickly and headed to the unopened restaurant. The Chef greeted us and we hugged him. He smelled like steaks and butter. Penny took photos with him with us… and he had a camera ready. “Darcy,” Chef George hugged Darcy. “I had the known Chefs you introduced to me a
*** Hyacinth *** I looked at my best friend’s room where mom set up clothes for her. Darcy was happy, setting up everything for us from clothes to spa schedules and we don’t want to say no. We will get along with whatever dress she wants us to wear. After all, we just want to enjoy ourselves with adorable clothes and whatever event my mother in law wants me to attend. “Now, are you guys ready for our Christmas session? We’ll be walking a lot so we’ll go for flat shoes.” “Are we going to buy a lot of gifts?” I mumbled. “I’ll use my money. Finally!” Darcy laughed at me. “Well, it’s surely my new work.” “Accompanying your best friend until you get tired of her.” I told Patricia who laughed out loud. “I can always hide somewhere in this mansion to recharge.” “Pat, don’t worry. She’ll recharge often when Raven is at home.” They laughed at me as I shook my head. “Hyacinth!” “Oh, there he goes. He’s early.” Darcy said. “Bud, I got something for you.” I am excited for gifts and I
*** Zian *** If she only knew that I had a lot of rings prepared to propose to her. I had checked many references and five of them with my own designs that she’ll probably love. I was over the moon with the thought of her saying ‘yes’ but I know that she’ll say ‘no’. However, making her cum made me cum but I quickly pulled out as I had my release. “I wasn’t finished!” She exclaimed and I rubbed her clitoris as she started to come a lot again. “Don’t cum, unless I had a full orgasm.” She’s demanding. Ignoring her demands, I turned off the shower to wash all of it. Then, I took the towel and wrapped her around it. Then, I took her out of the bathroom. “We are not done.” She frowned. “Yeah, we are not. Did you know that having sex in the shower is dangerous? And there’s more. We don’t have a condom and I don’t want to get you pregnant while you want to achieve something.” This woman, really. When she’s too horny she wouldn’t care about anything else. This happened to us last time and
***Hyacinth***It all happened so quickly, like a whirlwind tearing through our lives. We arrived at the airport to meet the private plane Raven had sent to transport Cal to a specialized facility. The place they chose was renowned for its state-of-the-art care, the best money could buy. Cal was still unconscious, trapped in a coma, and the sight of him lying there, so fragile, was a dagger to my heart. Kelly, too, was suffering, left behind in her own hospital bed. Despite our pleas, Uncle Hayden insisted she remain there, though I couldn’t shake the guilt of leaving her alone.The hospital where Kelly was staying was top-tier, but the facility Cal was being moved to offered even more personalized attention. We ensured he was settled into a VIP suite, with a dedicated nurse monitoring him around the clock. I stood by, watching as they adjusted his IVs and checked his vitals. His eyes fluttered open a few times, only to close again moments later. It was progress, albeit small. He even
***Kelly***I remember it all too vividly. Cal was driving carefully, his hands steady on the wheel, his eyes focused on the road. But that car—it came out of nowhere, swerving deliberately toward us. Cal’s reflexes were quick. He threw his right arm across me, shielding me as best as he could. But it wasn’t enough. The impact was brutal. Our car slammed into the post on my side, the sound of crunching metal and shattering glass echoing in my ears. I felt the searing pain in my right arm and leg, but it was nothing compared to the horror of seeing Cal’s head hit the windshield with a sickening crack. The glass splintered, and he went limp. “Kelly, I’m so sorry, darling.” My mother’s voice trembled as she reached for my hand, her fingers squeezing mine gently. Her eyes were red-rimmed, her face pale with worry. “Don’t lose hope. Cal’s strong. He’ll pull through. He’ll be out of the ICU soon, I promise.”“I need to see him,” I begged, my voice breaking. “Even if it’s just from the out
***Hyacinth***I sat in my swivel chair, my mind racing as I tried to figure out what to do next. My imagination spiraled with ideas on how to catch that *bastard*. Restlessness gnawed at me, and sleep felt impossible. I glanced at my husband, Raven, who was hunched over his computer, laser-focused as he made yet another call. It was well past midnight, and here we were, still tirelessly checking on our friends back in the Philippines.“Raven,” I called out softly. He paused, his fingers hovering over the keyboard, and turned to look at me. Our eyes locked, and for a long moment, we just stared at each other. I opened my mouth to speak, but the words caught in my throat. “Never mind,” I muttered, looking away as I turned back to my laptop. I could feel his gaze lingering on me, heavy with unspoken concern.In that moment, I couldn’t help but wish I had run away with Raven years ago. I wished there were no stalkers, no threats, no shadows lurking in our lives. Why did this person want
***Zian***When we arrived at the hospital, Cal was standing outside the operating room, his arms stained with blood that still dripped onto the floor. Kelly’s parents hadn’t arrived yet, but my concern was entirely on him. His white shirt was soaked in crimson, and his face was pale, his eyes wide and unfocused. He looked shattered, broken in a way I’d never seen before.“Cal,” I called softly as I approached him, my voice trembling with worry. “You’re hurt. We need to get you checked up.”He pushed me away weakly, his hands shaking. His eyes were dilated, his breathing uneven. My heart ached seeing him like this—so lost, so consumed by guilt and fear. “Bro!” I shouted, trying to snap him out of it. “You’re bleeding! You need help!”“She’s in there…” he muttered, his voice barely audible as he pointed toward the operating room. His hand trembled, and he exhaled slowly, as if the weight of the world was crushing him.Before I could say more, I heard the sound of rushing footsteps. Ke
***Raven***I forced myself to stay seated during the meeting, even though every fiber of my being screamed to leave. Hyacinth had assured me she was fine, but the unease gnawed at me. My partners and our business dealings were important—crucial, even—but nothing mattered more than my wife. “I’m sorry, but I need to leave immediately. There’s an emergency,” I said, rising from my chair. My voice was steady, but my heart raced.Colton Pines, the first of the three partners I’d met who shared my passion for rare gems, leaned back in his chair, his tone casual. “What’s going on?”“My wife needs me,” I replied, my words clipped.“Wife?” Dane’s head snapped up, his expression a mix of surprise and mock offense. “You got married without inviting us?” His voice rose, and I raised a hand to silence him, my jaw tightening.Minerva, ever the dramatic, rolled her eyes and pushed her fiery red hair back. “Oh, bummer. Guess we’re not important enough for wedding invitations.”“I’ll introduce you
***Darcy***I couldn’t help but laugh when Raven and Hyacinth told me how Regina had outsmarted Samuel. It all came rushing back to me now—the reason Samuel married me. It wasn’t love. It was my alimony from my first husband. Samuel was handsome, sure, but not nearly as striking as Raven’s father. He had married Regina for her business acumen, hoping she’d save his failing company. And she did. But what he didn’t know was that Regina had already secured her wealth, transferring most of her assets to her mother and Hyacinth. Hyacinth, my dear girl, is now richer than any of us, thanks to her mother’s foresight. I couldn’t be prouder of Regina for that.But there’s one thing weighing heavily on my heart—proof that Regina’s death wasn’t an accident. Hyacinth needs closure, and I’m determined to help her find it.“Take care, my dear,” I said, waving at the screen as Hyacinth blew me a flying kiss.“Love you, Mom,” Hyacinth replied, her voice soft and sweet. I nodded, a lump forming in my
***Raven***I was pleasantly surprised when my wife greeted me at the door, wearing an adorable apron and a warm smile. She helped me remove my coat and necktie, her hands gentle and efficient. She even made sure I slipped into my home shoes, leaving my dirty ones by the rack until they were clean enough to be stored in our shoe closet. She handed me a damp, hot towel to clean my hands, her touch lingering for a moment longer than necessary. Then, with a playful grin, she led me to the round table near the balcony, where the city lights sparkled like a sea of stars. The soft hum of romantic music filled the air, and the flickering candles added a touch of magic to the scene. Patricia, Seth, and Irene were eating in the dining room, but my wife had prepared something special for just the two of us. She looked stunning in an olive green dress, her hair twisted into a low, messy bun. My mind wandered to all the things I wanted to do with her tonight, but for now, I focused on the momen
**Raven**I’ve always been a man who values loyalty and integrity, which is why the situation with Seth and Patricia has been gnawing at me. I know for a fact that Seth was married, but there’s an undeniable attraction brewing between him and Patricia. As much as I want to stay out of their personal lives, Patricia is like a baby sister to me—spoiled, sharp-tongued, and always two steps ahead of everyone. She’s Hyacinth’s best friend, and I don’t want Hyacinth to worry about her either. So, I’ve decided to keep a close eye on things, even if it means stepping into territory I’d rather avoid.I leaned back in my ergonomic chair, the soft hum of the office filling the silence as I scrolled through the list Hyacinth had sent me. It was all photos—handbags, shoes, and a few pieces of jewelry. My wife has always had an eye for elegance, and I couldn’t help but smile at her impeccable taste. I called for my assistant, who appeared promptly, her heels clicking softly against the polished flo
**Raven**Understanding the immense influence Hyacinth’s mother held in the business world only fueled my determination to provide for Hyacinth in every way possible. Her mother’s wealth was hers, not mine, and I respected that boundary. But every penny I earned, every success I achieved, was for Hyacinth. She was my purpose, my driving force. I built my empire not for glory or power, but to ensure she lived a life free from worry, surrounded by the luxury she deserved. Yet, no amount of wealth could erase the pain etched on her face when she spoke of her mother. The emotional scars from her family ran deep, and it pained me to see her cry. Her mother, a brilliant mind who had saved countless companies, had left behind a legacy—and a final message to secure her daughter’s future. It wasn’t just the Charles Law Firm searching for Hyacinth; Sinclair was also in the mix. The weight of it all was overwhelming, but I would shoulder it for her.We left the mansion late that night, after Hy