ICE’S POV:
"Hon, are you really leaving?" The man asked worriedly to the person he was talking to, who I think is his girlfriend. I can't see the faces of the two of them.
The woman turned to him and kissed him on the lips. She put her hands on the man’s neck and hugged the man while smiling happily. The man circled his hands around the woman's waist unconsciously in return.
The woman sniffed the man and sighed contentedly, "Hon, don’t be like this. Don't be too overacting there since I'll be right back after this. I just really need to settle this project so I wanted to go out, if this wasn’t important then you know that I'd better be here with you than being with those people." She answered in a gentle voice.
The man looked at the woman
ICE’S POV:When they heard my question, they looked at each other for quite a few minutes as if they were talking with their eyes, so I just smiled a little while looking at these little guys with serious expressions on their cute faces.After a while, they both nodded their heads as if they agreed on one another and turned their attention back to me with a smile. At the surface, it looks like a normal smile but their eyes show some emotions that I can’t distinguish but I didn’t mind it anymore since it wasn’t my business.I guess that’s their answer to my question. So I fixed my bag that was still on my back as well as my clothes and stood up before I bent down to kiss their heads.Then, I fish out my wallet from my pocket and take a calling card from it before looking at them gently."Do you two have phones?" I asked them hesitantly since I don’t know if these guys are already allowed to have o
ICE'S POV:The next morning, I still couldn't forget those two children. It's like I just want to always be in that detention room if they're the only ones I can be with. It sounds so absurd but I really want to be with them. I don’t know why since we are complete strangers to each other but it seems that there is an invisible thread that pulls me towards them.I’m also curious about their parents and about their eyes. I don't know why but something really motivates me to see them. I sighed and stood up from my bed. I glanced at the clock in my room and saw that it was already 4 o’clock in the morning.“So, early,” I muttered to myself and opened the door of the bathroom before walking inside it while closing the door behind me.I looked at the big mirror in front of me and gripped the edge of the sink while looking at my eyes. Those eyes, they are like mine when I get angry. But how can it be? I didn't even
ICE’S POV:I sighed, "Anyways, have you found any information about the Bernards?" I asked them with a serious expression but to my disappointment, they just looked at me with an unbelievable expression on their faces.Jaycel twitched his lips, "Empress, you haven't answered my question yet." Jaycel asked boringly.I looked at her boringly as well and rolled my eyes. "Why do you want to know?" I asked while frowning."That’s because this is your first time making such an effort." Kiana laughed instead of Jaycel answering while the others just nodded their heads while smiling at me.I just roll my eyes again at them. "I will give them to the kids I met yesterday. Now, answer my question." I told them and it was obvious that I was already about to lose my patience.Jaycel shook her head, “No, kids? Where did you meet those kids?” She asked and put her fingers under her chin as if she was thinking of som
ICE’S POV: I looked back at the three people and saw that they were already walking in our directions and sat in their own respective seats as Grayson nodded his head towards the guy beside me. I looked away before he could see that I was looking at them and turned my attention to the door again as Jaycel along with Jensen and Kiana entered together. Behind them is Xercel who is still not in the mood because of what happened earlier. They also sat at their seats quietly as the people surrounding us were also quiet but I can still feel all their gazes as if they are observing our direction. What the hell!? Are they this silent every time or this is just this time? I wanted to roll my eyes since the whole room seems solemn because I don’t want to know the reason. When our professor entered the door, he immediately looked around and I could see the confusion on his face just like me but when his eyes landed on the people beside me, he im
ICE'S POV:My eyebrows furrowed, did I hear it right? Wait, who is crying anyway? My eyes slightly widened because of a realization, am I crying? I immediately touched my cheeks and felt the wetness of them. Shit! I rubbed them and thought about why I am affected by those fragments while ignoring Jaycel's question.“Ice, what’s the problem with you?” Xercel asked in a serious tone.I looked at her and noticed that they were all looking at me worriedly except that the other guys were having these confused and serious expressions on their faces. When I say guys, I am referring to Iciest, Grayson, Tray, and Calvin.I don’t know how but these guys were already part of the canteen squad whenever it was already recess, not just that, sometimes even lunch. Their reason? Obviously, it’s because Iciest wants to share a table with me. So, ironic!I shook my head, "Nothing, just don't ask any more about what happ
ICE’S POV: I sighed and stood up which made them look at me questioningly. I grab my bag and put it on my shoulders before I look at them coldly. "Where are you going?" Iciest suddenly asked so I turned my attention to him and saw that his forehead was already furrowed causing me to feel strange inside me. Before I knew it, my fingers were already on his eyebrows trying to fix them. "I will just go somewhere but I'll be back later anyway," I answered him in a calm voice and immediately withdrew my hands. I blinked and was too stunned to react more since I already realized what I did. I bit my lower lips awkwardly and without saying anything more, I immediately walked out leaving them all dumbfounded. Right after I came out what happened earli
ICE’S POV:When I arrived, I unlocked my car and opened its door. I got in and closed it using my other hand as I used my other one to pick up my phone. I dialed a number there then it rang and eventually it was answered as well after a few seconds."Yes, Empress?" Someone asked from the other line.I rolled my eyes when I noticed that person’s voice, it was a bit sleepy. I didn’t care anyway since this was so important and I needed all the help that I could get."Wait for me at your house, I'll go there," I responded in a cold voice."Noted." That person answered lazily and I immediately turned off the call without minding her attitude. I guess she stayed up all night again and I don’t kno
ICE’S POV:The call was already hung up but it was still near my ear. I was left speechless by that bastard. After a few seconds, I blinked for how many times and looked at the phone in my hands in confusion.I sighed and frowned before looking up. There I saw the look of amusement onthe face of the woman in front of me. I rolled my eyes when she plastered a teasing grin on her mouth. Oh, how I hate that smirk.I leaned my back on the backrest of the couch and looked at her with an annoyed expression."What!?" I asked in an annoyed tone.She shrugged and chuckled while covering her mouth with one hand. She crossed her legs and looked at me with the expression of someone that discovered a big secret."Is he your boyfriend?" She asked with an intriguing tone and when she saw me glare at her, she laughed even more like I was some kind of funny entertainment to her.I shook my head and sighed. "You're talking
ICE’S POV:"Mommy!" I heard History's excited voice echoing through the house, and I couldn't help but smile. I knew he, along with his dad, Iciest, and his brother, Chronicles, were eagerly waiting for me and our little angel, Legend. With a fond shake of my head, I anticipated History's imminent arrival in the room that Iciest and I shared.I glanced at my 2-year-old daughter, her vibrant violet and green eyes meeting mine. She had inherited those striking eyes from me. Gently, I dressed her in a beautiful blue dress, carefully placing a delicate white flower tiara on her head before braiding her hair. It was a marvel to think about the journey that had led to this point—after everything that had transpired, the unexpected gift of another baby had caught Iciest and me by surprise. Recollecting a past conversation with my two older children about their desire for a third sibling once their parents reunited (which, unbeknownst to me at the time, referred to me and Iciest), I had decid
ICE’S POV:As my arms encircled him, I could feel his body tremble beneath my touch. It was clear that his façade was cracking and that the tough exterior he tried to project was giving way to the pain he held within. I gently turned him to face me, his tear-streaked face a testament to the battle raging inside him."It's going to be alright, brother," I murmured, my voice a steady anchor amidst the storm of his emotions. I held his gaze, willing him to believe my words. "Your sister will not leave you again." His eyes, usually so guarded, seemed to soften with a glimmer of hope as our connection deepened.Yet, as we stood there locked in our embrace, something shifted in Grayson. His defenses crumbled, and the floodgates he had erected against his feelings began to open. The sound of his sobs, raw and heartbreaking, reached my ears, and I felt a pang in my chest. This was his pain, his vulnerability laid bare, and I was honored that he chose to share it with me.Tears welled up in my
ICE’S POV:Guns were drawn, tension hung thick in the air, and it seemed like a standoff was about to erupt, but amidst the pointed weapons, only Zia and I stood without weapons, locked in a chilling gaze. With a wry smile, Zia's voice slithered forth, her words carrying a mocking tone: "Well, isn't this a cozy gathering? Traitors' offspring all grown up. What a delight."My response wasn't as amusing as hers. I fixed her with a cold stare, my voice cutting through the tension like a blade. "Why drag me, my brother, and those who matter to me into this? What's the point of involving us in the tangled mess our parents made that wasn’t our problems in the first place?"Zia's laughter rippled, a bitter melody in the midst of the charged atmosphere. She fired back, her tone dripping with sarcasm, "Oh, come on. Did you really expect me to roll out the red carpet for you just because your parents are the culprits and it doesn’t include you?"I didn't grace her question with an immediate ans
THIRD PERSON’S POV:On the other side, "Calvin, Travor, and Kiana reached the main entrance, spotting guards converging on the control room."Calvin whispered, "We're not too late. Let's go."They engaged the guards in a swift and calculated skirmish, taking them down one by one with a combination of martial prowess and precision.Travor took down a guard as he whispered, "Marcus and Jerry must be in trouble. We have to hurry."Kiana knocked out a guard as she mumbled, "Agreed. Let's clear the way."On the other side, Alfer, John, and Daryl pressed forward, their movements fluid as they navigated the dimly lit corridor.Alfer checked the corners as he mumbled, "Keep pushing. We're almost there."Suddenly, a group of guards rounded the corner, spotting the infiltrators.John smirked as he mumbled, "Looks like we've got a welcoming committee."Daryl cracked his knuckles as he muttered, "Let's give them a taste of our skills."A fierce battle ensued as the infiltrators clashed with the g
THIRD PERSON’S POV:The group wasted no time, moving with calculated precision. Zee sat hunched over a bank of monitors, fingers dancing across the keyboard as lines of code scrolled across screens along with Taylor.Arthur leaned against the wall, his gaze fixed on the surveillance feed showing the imposing structure of Zia's base across the street. Luke tinkered with a small device on the table, his earbuds plugged in as he kept an ear on the team's communication while Jaycel was just on the side watching them.Zee muttered to herself, "Alright, I've patched into their security network. I can see the guards patrolling the perimeter."Arthur replied, "Keep an eye on the guards' patterns. We don't want any surprises."Luke nodded his head with a sighed as he mumbled, "I've got the signal jammers set up. Their comms won't be working."Meanwhile, outside the hotel, Zian smiled as he happily said it into his earpiece as he lured the guards. "Hey, have you guys heard about that new virtua
ICE’S POV:Inside, an ensemble of guards stationed throughout offered their respectful greetings. It was a familiar routine, and their commitment to our children's protection never wavered.Venturing deeper, we were met with a heartwarming sight. On the couch, our two children were engrossed in their tablets, undoubtedly lost in the world of their game company—an endeavor they had taken upon themselves.My throat gave a subtle cough as we entered their line of sight. In response, their heads snapped up in a mixture of surprise and sheer delight.The room was alive with a sort of controlled chaos. I watched as History hopped off the sofa with a reckless enthusiasm that sent a pang of worry through me. His father's voice, laced with pure concern, rumbled like a soothing undertone, "Be careful, baby!"Chronicles, his older brother, didn't hold back either. His words came out in a stern, almost icy tone, but beneath that frostiness, concern flickered like a hidden flame: "Slow down, Histo
CALVIN’S POV:Meanwhile, Grayson sat alongside Zee, the enigmatic figure responsible for the intricate hacking that fortified Ice's group. Learning that Zee led the faction known as Antares stunned everyone, even Arthur and Luke, cyber experts themselves, who had worked under her leadership for so long. I made a mental note to uncover the backstory behind Grayson and Zee's connection when the timing was right.Other than Ysabelle, Taylor, and Arthur, who were already acquainted, the rest of the newcomers had just arrived this morning. The dynamics in the room were captivating—a mix of camaraderie and curiosity, like a puzzle waiting to be solved.Amidst the hum of conversations, what puzzled me was the trio from Jaycel's team; their gaze was locked onto Travor. He remained unfazed by their judgmental stares, a mischievous grin playing on his lips. He seemed impervious to their scrutiny as he goaded the mother of his child, her simmering anger evident yet contained.Within this intrica
ICIEST’S POV:Her response carried a scoff, her voice tinged with humor despite the situation: "I'm keeping it in check. You know me, I've got this. We're nearly at your location, so sit tight."A frown creased my brow, her words stirring a different kind of unease. Swiftly, I retorted, "Don't play it down too much. I'll be waiting right here, wife. Just get back safely."The tension in the air was thick as I clenched my fist, waiting for her response. The seconds felt like an eternity until her voice finally broke through the silence."I will," she replied, her words hanging in the air like a promise. The call ended, leaving me with a mixture of relief and uncertainty.As the call ended, I turned my gaze to Grayson, who seemed to release a breath he had been holding. There was a tension in the air that still lingered, but some of it seemed to ease with his reaction.Calmly, I advised, "Let's give them a few minutes. They should be arriving soon."My prediction wasn't off, as mere mom
GRAYSON’S POV:I nodded, my exhale carrying the weight of my anxiety. Just when it seemed like the call would go unanswered once more, I glanced at my sister, her expression unwaveringly frosty.My hope was fading, and desperation clawed at me, but then, miraculously, someone picked up the call. It took every ounce of restraint not to burst into a jubilant shout—a reaction completely out of character for me.I had never been one to wear my emotions on my sleeve, nor did I usually indulge in sentimentality. My demeanor was typically as chilly as a winter breeze, and my interactions with others were marked by detached professionalism.But in the face of recent events, my perspective has shifted. I had come to realize that I was no longer an island, no longer alone. Their well-being had become paramount to me, and I would do anything to keep them safe from harm.As soon as Calvin answered the call, I hit the loudspeaker button, ensuring Ice and Iciest could listen in on our conversation.