LOGINKeira looked down at the ring once more, then touched the one around her neck. She was surprised alright. Her heart nearly exploded when he nonchalantly declared she was to keep the Red Regiis. How many bloody rings did the man mean to give her? What about his family? They didn't even know about Aaron and Keira yet. What about their first official date? It was too soon. This wasn't I love you or I want you, it was marriage. She was one to talk, with how she kept indirectly proposing to him. As her brain short circuited, she heard the sound of the box snapping shut as Jesse took it from her. "Apologies once again, My Lady," he said, bowing respectfully. "I won't tell if you don't," she said, smiling at Aaron's assistant kindly as he held out the overnight bag to her. (Several hours later) It was just after noon when Aaron's eyes opened to a manga laid out on her pillow. Following the trail of manga and picking them up as he went along
2020, August 20th(Capital City, Warlanda) Holding Keira again felt so good that when she pulled away to get up, presumably to go to bed, a newly discovered possessiveness made Aaron latch on to her. She opened her mouth to protest, probably because they were sitting on the cold tile floor. He promptly took the opportunity to slip his tongue into her mouth, covering her mouth with his. Once it started, there was no stopping it. As the kiss deepened, he pinned her down onto the floor and pulled her dress up. His pants came down and moments later he was inside her, promising himself he'd be better next time. When he didn't have her proud declaration of love ringing in his ears, when he wasn't so sure she needed this too. Realizing that he was probably lying to himself, he gave up on thinking. "You're too beautiful for your own good," he said, an easy smile playing on his lips. "This might hurt a little."She grabbed his ass, gave it a ti
“Turns out I gave you up for nothing,” he said with a dark little chuckle. “I told myself I’d come back when I could give my sisters someone to blame. Maybe the truth is that I needed someone to blame. You chose right. I can’t do normal. Not even for you. I was raised to always be looking for the trick. To be expecting it. To be alone. I don’t know how not to lie, how to let someone in. And you deserve that. You deserve to feel the heat of a warm body next to yours. To not be lonely in a theatre, waiting for someone to show. To have someone love you, have as many people as possible love you.” Like he should have. He said his piece and left the cottage. “Hey Nathan,” she said, coming up to the front door. Nothing underneath that coat. Oh the things he could do to her. The wounds she could soothe in him. But she did something to him. The game, the chase, none of it was fun anymore. Didn’t seem to matter when another man got to take her home in two days.
Emily stirred in his arms then, opened her eyes the slightest bit, smiled up at him and went back to sleep. Did she know? Would she tell him if he asked? Silent steps made their way through the cottage. Evidently not silent enough, because when the owner of them entered the bedroom, he was met with Aaron, sitting upright in bed. The latter had a gun in his hand. "Just me," Nathan declared, raising his hands. Nathan's gaze fell to Emily, still soundly asleep next to Aaron. Aaron put down the gun and adjusted the covers once more, this time pulling them all the way up to Emily's neck so that only her face was exposed. "Does that phrase out of your mouth ever put anyone at ease?" an annoyed Aaron asked. He gave her one last look, smiled down at her warmly and kissed her cheek, then got out of bed. "How you flatter," said Nathan, batting his eyelashes as he followed Aaron out of the bedroom. "Candles, clothes all over the place
2021, February 22nd(Greeneland, Warlanda)A combination of a complex series of events led to them losing Sam Greene. Troy and Kate had been at each other’s throats the entire way to Greeneland, not the least of their incessant arguing being about Kate’s complicated relationship with Troy’s deceased siblings. Since they didn’t trust each other further than they could throw, neither got much sleep. Okay, so not that complex.“So we lost the little weasel. How much trouble can he really be without Kendall? I’ll just scoop him up later,” said Kate, as she and Troy followed the butler through the corridors of the Greene residence.No matter how badly Troy wanted to support Keira, he just couldn’t keep a cool head while sitting in a car next to his sister’s shooter. It took everything in him not to snap her neck every time Kate spoke. This definitely wasn’t Keira’s best decision, but with Last Call approaching fast, they were pressed for time. Kate and
She reached up to his chest, ran her fingers over the bruises she left behind. "I made up my mind about you a long time ago. I've never once changed it. I’m not about to start now," she said, undoing the rest of his shirt's buttons. He pressed his forehead up against hers as he examined her shoulders with his fingers. Then he got off of her and flipped her onto her stomach, pulled the zipper of her dress down just enough to bring the scratches into view. He stared at them, traced them with his fingers. I don't know where the control went, but I’ll be a better man for you. Never stop trying for you. My hope, my peace, she’s not part of our story. There’s no script for you. Just young, crazy, messy love. “I’ll fix it somehow, Kei. I’ll fix everything for you. I’ll fix the thing she broke in me so long ago. I will do our perfect love justice,” he solemnly vowed. Hearing this, Keira got up and went over to the window. As she stood there







