Just after confirming their relationship, Alaric wanted to take things to the next level—bringing Lena to meet his family. He was eager to announce the good news to the world.
Lena's pupils shrank slightly. She suddenly recalled that Alaric’s mother had visited her office not long ago, probing her, trying to confirm that she had no romantic feelings for Alaric.
She had put on a flawless act back then.
If she treated social interactions like high-stakes business deals worth millions, she could conceal her emotions without a trace.
But now, Alaric had blindsided her with his confession.
One moment, she was putting on a front of complete indifference in front of his mother, Daisy. The next, she’d be showing up
The cool autumn breeze drifted through the windows of the hotel’s banquet hall. Holding a glass of wine, Alaric stood beside his grandmother, Isla, listening to the hum of her conversation with the other guests.Officially, the gathering was to celebrate the birth of a friend’s great-grandchild, but in reality, it was just an excuse for a group of old friends to get together.The event was held at Taurus Hotel, one of Alaric’s properties.Soft lighting cast a warm glow over the hall, where cream and pale yellow decorations adorned the space. Silver trays, neatly arranged with delicate pastries, lined the center table.Guests were busy cooing over the baby, the sound of camera shutters clicking nonstop.Alaric was one of the few younger people in attendance, unable to tell who was who. But after realizing how little time he had spent with his grandmother recently, he decided to accompany her when she casually mentioned this gathering and that no one else was avail
Lena really did guess it right—Edith had pulled his grandmother aside so mysteriously just to find out if Alaric was currently single.Alaric helped his grandmother into the car first before walking around to get in from the other side. The cool night air slipped in briefly before being swallowed up by the warmth inside the vehicle.He held the phone he had just hung up, not putting it back into his pocket. His fingers absentmindedly brushed over the still-warm screen.Facing the car window, he let the dim interior lighting mask the unrestrained amusement tugging at the corners of his lips.Isla pressed the seat’s massage function, and a faint humming sound followed. After a whole evening of walking around, she was indeed a little tired. But she had also gath
Alaric dreamed that he was back in school, on a rainy day.The rain blurred the campus into a hazy blue-gray. Droplets pattered against the eaves. His nanny had called the school office, saying there had been an accident on the way and she would be about 40 minutes late.After finishing his extracurricular music class, Alaric lingered in the piano room for a while. When the time was about right, he grabbed his umbrella and made his way to the school gate.Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a familiar figure waiting at the entrance. The moment she sensed someone approaching, she straightened her back and tucked her already neat hair behind her ear—only to freeze when she saw his face.Her expression instantly turned unfriendly as she looked away.
"Oh my god, did you guys see that huge bouquet of roses this morning? It was bigger than half my body—like someone was trying to open a flower shop in the office!"Winfield, one of the front desk staff, animatedly described the scene to his coworkers in the company cafeteria.Another colleague chimed in, "Yes! I was in the elevator with Iris when she was carrying it up to Lena’s office. It was gorgeous, completely over the top, just stunning!"The others, who hadn’t been lucky enough to see it, grew even more curious.Colleague B: "Who on earth would go to such lengths? I bet it’s Mr. Jones from that landscape design firm."Colleague C:
Alaric had made a reservation at a rooftop restaurant perched atop a sleek, triangular-shaped skyscraper. A staff member pressed the elevator button for them in the lobby.The doors closed slowly, and the elevator began its ascent to the 66th floor.It was just the two of them inside, both staring straight ahead, yet somehow, the air felt thinner.Alaric’s fingertips lightly brushed against her skin—soft, fleeting, yet unbearably ticklish. Lena couldn't help but glance at him. Their eyes met, and she quickly looked away.He tilted his head slightly, dark lashes casting shadows as he studied her.Lena stiffened, refusing to turn back toward him.A soft
"Claire?"Lena recognized the woman instantly—it was her old seatmate from middle school.She stood up and reached out her hand. "It’s been so long! I thought you’d moved abroad for work and weren’t coming back.""I actually came back two years ago, but I lost all my old contacts, so I couldn’t reach anyone." Claire’s voice carried a mix of excitement and nostalgia. "I never expected to run into the two most brilliant from our class right here!"Alaric shook her hand as well, and it clicked—Claire had been in their class during their last two years of high school. Back then, she and Lena had been inseparable, but after graduation, she had seemingly disappeared. Now he remembered—she had moved overseas after finishing school.
Lena felt that Alaric was kissing her with more intensity than usual tonight—like he was trying to consume her whole.He pressed her down onto the bed, his long legs kneeling over the mattress. Tilting her chin up, he captured her lips in a deep, relentless kiss, his tongue invading without hesitation. The sharp line of his jaw was accentuated by the dim glow from the bedside lamp.He didn’t let her go for a long time.Lena’s tongue ached, and she let out a muffled hum, signaling for a break.Alaric finally loosened his grip, but instead of stopping, he redirected his attention elsewhere. His strong, veined fingers moved to unfasten her belt.Lena reached toward the bedside lamp to dim the lights, but he pul
In a private club suite, there were about seven or eight men, each with one or two attractive women in revealing clothes clinging to them. The room was thick with the smell of cigars and cigarettes, and countless bottles were scattered across the tables, creating a scene of indulgent decadence. At the center was Stellan, lounging back on the sofa. He pulled a woman in a short skirt onto his lap, unapologetically running his hands along her legs as she leaned closer to him. “Stellan, shouldn’t you be comforting that fiancée of yours right about now?” one of the men sneered. The woman on Stellan lap pouted and tapped his chest, “Oh, so you’ve got a girlfriend and you’re still here fooling around? You’re so bad…” Stellan looked utterly unbothered, even pleased. Grinning, he took hold of her chin. “We broke up,” he said. The girl looked surprised, then giggled, pressing her lips against his in a kiss that quickly turned passionate. The others barely paid them any mind, long use
Lena felt that Alaric was kissing her with more intensity than usual tonight—like he was trying to consume her whole.He pressed her down onto the bed, his long legs kneeling over the mattress. Tilting her chin up, he captured her lips in a deep, relentless kiss, his tongue invading without hesitation. The sharp line of his jaw was accentuated by the dim glow from the bedside lamp.He didn’t let her go for a long time.Lena’s tongue ached, and she let out a muffled hum, signaling for a break.Alaric finally loosened his grip, but instead of stopping, he redirected his attention elsewhere. His strong, veined fingers moved to unfasten her belt.Lena reached toward the bedside lamp to dim the lights, but he pul
"Claire?"Lena recognized the woman instantly—it was her old seatmate from middle school.She stood up and reached out her hand. "It’s been so long! I thought you’d moved abroad for work and weren’t coming back.""I actually came back two years ago, but I lost all my old contacts, so I couldn’t reach anyone." Claire’s voice carried a mix of excitement and nostalgia. "I never expected to run into the two most brilliant from our class right here!"Alaric shook her hand as well, and it clicked—Claire had been in their class during their last two years of high school. Back then, she and Lena had been inseparable, but after graduation, she had seemingly disappeared. Now he remembered—she had moved overseas after finishing school.
Alaric had made a reservation at a rooftop restaurant perched atop a sleek, triangular-shaped skyscraper. A staff member pressed the elevator button for them in the lobby.The doors closed slowly, and the elevator began its ascent to the 66th floor.It was just the two of them inside, both staring straight ahead, yet somehow, the air felt thinner.Alaric’s fingertips lightly brushed against her skin—soft, fleeting, yet unbearably ticklish. Lena couldn't help but glance at him. Their eyes met, and she quickly looked away.He tilted his head slightly, dark lashes casting shadows as he studied her.Lena stiffened, refusing to turn back toward him.A soft
"Oh my god, did you guys see that huge bouquet of roses this morning? It was bigger than half my body—like someone was trying to open a flower shop in the office!"Winfield, one of the front desk staff, animatedly described the scene to his coworkers in the company cafeteria.Another colleague chimed in, "Yes! I was in the elevator with Iris when she was carrying it up to Lena’s office. It was gorgeous, completely over the top, just stunning!"The others, who hadn’t been lucky enough to see it, grew even more curious.Colleague B: "Who on earth would go to such lengths? I bet it’s Mr. Jones from that landscape design firm."Colleague C:
Alaric dreamed that he was back in school, on a rainy day.The rain blurred the campus into a hazy blue-gray. Droplets pattered against the eaves. His nanny had called the school office, saying there had been an accident on the way and she would be about 40 minutes late.After finishing his extracurricular music class, Alaric lingered in the piano room for a while. When the time was about right, he grabbed his umbrella and made his way to the school gate.Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a familiar figure waiting at the entrance. The moment she sensed someone approaching, she straightened her back and tucked her already neat hair behind her ear—only to freeze when she saw his face.Her expression instantly turned unfriendly as she looked away.
Lena really did guess it right—Edith had pulled his grandmother aside so mysteriously just to find out if Alaric was currently single.Alaric helped his grandmother into the car first before walking around to get in from the other side. The cool night air slipped in briefly before being swallowed up by the warmth inside the vehicle.He held the phone he had just hung up, not putting it back into his pocket. His fingers absentmindedly brushed over the still-warm screen.Facing the car window, he let the dim interior lighting mask the unrestrained amusement tugging at the corners of his lips.Isla pressed the seat’s massage function, and a faint humming sound followed. After a whole evening of walking around, she was indeed a little tired. But she had also gath
The cool autumn breeze drifted through the windows of the hotel’s banquet hall. Holding a glass of wine, Alaric stood beside his grandmother, Isla, listening to the hum of her conversation with the other guests.Officially, the gathering was to celebrate the birth of a friend’s great-grandchild, but in reality, it was just an excuse for a group of old friends to get together.The event was held at Taurus Hotel, one of Alaric’s properties.Soft lighting cast a warm glow over the hall, where cream and pale yellow decorations adorned the space. Silver trays, neatly arranged with delicate pastries, lined the center table.Guests were busy cooing over the baby, the sound of camera shutters clicking nonstop.Alaric was one of the few younger people in attendance, unable to tell who was who. But after realizing how little time he had spent with his grandmother recently, he decided to accompany her when she casually mentioned this gathering and that no one else was avail
Just after confirming their relationship, Alaric wanted to take things to the next level—bringing Lena to meet his family. He was eager to announce the good news to the world.Lena's pupils shrank slightly. She suddenly recalled that Alaric’s mother had visited her office not long ago, probing her, trying to confirm that she had no romantic feelings for Alaric.She had put on a flawless act back then.If she treated social interactions like high-stakes business deals worth millions, she could conceal her emotions without a trace.But now, Alaric had blindsided her with his confession.One moment, she was putting on a front of complete indifference in front of his mother, Daisy. The next, she’d be showing up
Feelings are like a floodgate that, once opened, cannot be closed. Alaric had no intention of trying to hold it back.When Lena’s breathing finally steadied, Alaric slowly pulled back, meeting her gaze filled with tenderness. He cupped her cheek gently, pressing a kiss to her forehead.If not for the constraints of time and place, he would have held her until the night deepened.Exhaling softly, he shifted his gaze to rein in his emotions, straightened her shirt, and brushed stray strands of hair behind her ear.“Thirsty?” he asked.Lena nodded, taking the glass of water he handed her and drinking most of it in one go. The water felt like sweet relief, helping her regain clarity.