I stared hard and long at the folder that contained our assumed stalker Nabi. As Azrael had said, her real name was Hannah Wellston. She would be twenty-eight years this year and her portfolio wasn’t exactly impressive nor the company’s standard but she worked as an intern and her weekly reports were actually very pleasant.
She was pretty without a doubt with the sweetest smile almost like a child that it was almost hard to believe she was someone mentally unstable.
In terms of relative, both her parents were alive, betas. She has a younger brother and an elder sister as well; sadly, the only address written was her parents and I’m honestly sure no sane parent would give their address to a stranger especially one who couldn’t tell a believable lie.
I sighed before I heard the door open and hid the folder quickly in my bag because I didn’t want Ben to know. He tends to be too much of a worrywart than me.
“Welcome home babe.” I said as I kissed Ben at t
The company was a lot larger than I expected. DW corporation was a conglomerate whose main source of income was producing AI recognition systems for homes. Our house, Reina’s house and thousands of people used their system for security because it was almost impossible to hack and since they went to the market, breaking in and domestic robbery drastically reduced. I was surprised by the amount of people that came; a lot of political figures seen on TV even the vice president of the country. Activities held in Passion where I worked was nothing compared to an annual anniversary of a very old company. “Executive Campbell, I’m glad you could make it.” A hearty voice belonging to an elderly man caught Ben and my attention. “Director Priest, thank you for the pleasant greeting. I believe you haven’t met my husband, Leslie Campbell.” Ben introduced. “A pleasure to meet you sir.” I said as I stretched my hand before he shook it. “You really must be lo
The bathroom door opened and Ben came out, ready for work. He approached me and sat down before he touched my forehead. “Your fever dropped, that’s good.” Ben said as I smiled weakly. “You should go to work or you’ll be late. You’ve already been late too many times because of me.” I said as Ben kissed my head. “My job comes after you. You’ve been sick lately Leslie, are you sure you don’t want to go to the hospital?” “Hmm. I’ll be fine if I rest.” “Are you sure you’re not pregnant?” Ben asked and I hugged his waist. “No, I’m not. I take my pills; we use a condom and I did two tests with a kit last week.” I replied as Ben breathed out. “I’ll be home early, so rest. No working, no stress, no reading, rest.” Ben said as he kissed my lip before I chuckled. “I made no promises.” I joked as he pointed his finger at me before he left the room. Our trip to Sarah’s house, Isaac’s alpha wife was cut short because I was si
“I’m sorry I’m late.” I apologized as I sat down opposite Erica.“It’s okay, I took the liberty of ordering. Hope you don’t mind.” Erica said and I nodded.“Thank you. My lover didn’t really want me to leave because I am still recovering from pneumonia.” I said as she waved her hand.“It’s okay. We should get to work; I have an engagement I can’t afford to miss.” Erica said as I nodded before I placed my laptop on the table.Erica and I were trying to create a platform for Azrael to be able to communicate with his fans since he didn’t host book signings or fan meets. Of course, I had to use uncle Bob’s love to get him to make it an official announcement before meeting Erica.The project would be paid for if selected the winner and the runners-up would get a chance to meet and spend a day with Azrael.Erica wasn’t hopeful to be the winn
Erica had my hands handcuffed behind my back before she put on the television. I hated to admit it but she had carefully planned everything and no amount of miracle I could think of increased my chance of survival if shot. This wasn’t a time to be helpless; I needed to drop Erica’s guard down, enough to dial the police or anyone then have a conversation with her so they could understand the situation I was in. “Erica please may I have some water?” I asked as she stopped biting her nail. “Save that for your final moments.” She said as she waited patiently for the news to say something grand. “I really need water or I might die of dehydration before you kill me. I had some salty crackers when I came home and I haven’t taken a drink.” I requested before Erica sighed and walked away towards the kitchen. The moment she entered, I stood up and grabbed my phone. It was difficult doing things with my hand tied behind my back but I managed to separate
BenWhy did this explosion have to happen now of all time? I thought as I stood on the road that had quite the traffic.The police were trying to locate the attackers so I was in a long queue and three hours away from home when I can continue.I sighed in frustration. Leslie was home alone, recovering from a terrible flu and I was honestly worried because I’ve been restless since I came to work. That prickling feeling that something was wrong but when I called Leslie, he mentioned everything was fine.I picked up my phone to dial him but I ended up seeing three missed calls from him and a messy text.It’s an emergency, I will either be in the police station or at Azrael’s place. The address is here.I checked the time when Leslie had sent such a scary text and it was two hours ago. What the hell had he gotten himself into with that bad influence of a colleague that involved the police.
Azrael There was nothing new to the sensation of waking but the sensation of pain and sensitivity to light was something I wished never to experience again in my long shitty life. My eyes opened the first time and it took the annoying lights shining into my eyes for me to realize that I had almost died. I almost died from a gunshot because the cops were careless around a criminal simply because she was a woman. Leslie. I heard his voice; he was crying and apologizing. That dumb kid was always fond of getting into trouble but what happened wasn’t his fault. It was better me than him because if I hadn’t taken that shot, it would have surely hit a vital point. My instincts roared to protect him even at the cost of my own life. I closed my eyes again and when I opened it again; I was alone or I thought I was. “I’m impressed. I didn’t think you cared enough to take a bullet for some white kid.” I heard the annoying
Leslie I assisted Azrael into his new apartment and dropped him on the couch. It was my first time here but Azrael mentioned he’d been here once as punishment for missing his deadline and had to finish his book before the next one or Reina would have served his pinkie as an apology to the readers. Azrael was made to wear a sling around his shoulder and would have to be coming to the hospital time to time for therapy of his shoulder. In the past, it’d take months before he could function without the sling but we were hopeful in two weeks it would be off. “You should rest, I’ll cook something as a housewarming gift.” I said as Azrael glared at me. “There’s no need, I ordered something.” Azrael informed me. “You still need to live healthy and eat right. I also said that I’d take care of you until your shoulder heals so please cooperate with me.” I requested as Azrael scoffed. “Do you know how to shave?” He asked as I frow
It wasn’t a dream. Ben was really gone. I placed my hand on the space beside me before I closed my ears and sighed before I got up from the bed. It was rare for Ben and I to fight, there were times when he had to leave so we could cool down but this time was so much different than our previous fight. This time Ben looked tired of me and I felt numb watching him leave. I looked at the time, hardly shocked I was waking ten in the morning after sleeping so late in hopes Ben would change his mind and come back. I was still tired but I needed to leave for Azrael’s place. Today was his doctor’s appointment. The distance between the new house location to Azrael’s new place was far but it was closer to my workplace. I needed to buy a new phone soon because I had to be using Ben’s old phone until I bought a new one soon. The moment I arrived at Azrael’s place; he was about leaving. There was a car outside waiting for him and he smiled
A year has passed, and we’ve experienced wonderful and painful things together, but we’re fine and strong.Valentin proposed to Lucas, and they had a fast court wedding in April. No one knew but Ancel, and you can’t blame him. He found out the day they wedded.We knew because I didn’t hear from Lucas for two weeks, but his social media flooded with honeymoon and his past lovers called me to confirm if it was true.We’re happy for them but everyone in the family except Konrad hopes they don’t have a child as Lucas’ fertility period ends.There would be so much awkwardness every time Leslie and I saw that child and the age gap. Dominant omegas fertilities are just too long.There were bad times. Isaac and Sarah separated for a few months because of their careers and a client of Isaac that was Sarah’s childhood friend.It wouldn’t be my concern, but Isaac was my brother, and Lucas cried. They were a power-couple so watching them almost throw everything because of another woman; it was pa
AzraelLeslie’s second pregnancy journey was fierce. Tougher than the duration he was pregnant with Nikolaus.Week ten.Leslie eats mostly fruits because his nausea is heavy. He gets fatigued over minimum effort and sleeps for long durations. He cries a lot, but he bounces back after the mood swings.He craves churros with weird dips and ketchup a lot.Week seventeen.Leslie’s a little underweight but his bump is growing now. The doctor gave us a supplementary diet we’re strictly following. Leslie hates the taste, but Carson Campbell, Isaac and Lucas are great helps with improving the diet.Leslie’s nausea is getting better but his mood swings aren’t better.Week twenty-four.We’re going to go for a gender test but mother insists on a gender reveal party so the results will be mailed to her. Since we don’t know the baby’s gender, we decided to start decorating with neutral colours like orange and yellow, but Leslie wants purple.We haven’t started picking names, but we know bobby is g
LeslieThe daily life of a marrying a spoilt rich international treasure.I wake up by five every morning for devotion and head to the kitchen. I enter the kitchen and start preparing school lunch for my kid.Ida joins me in the kitchen around six to make breakfast for everyone except I package Azrael’s breakfast because he wakes up when the driver takes Niko to school.Azrael wakes up around ten and eats breakfast late if he eats at all. On days Azrael wakes up early, I don’t work at home.I continue to unwrap wedding gifts from family, friends and fans, sorting things to give out and donate with the servants until I get exhausted.Our habits didn’t change after marriage, and we’ve been married for five months, but things were different in a good way. Pleasant.At least until now.I bolted to the bathroom and crouched in front of the toilet, gripped the toilet seat and hurled in the bowl. My stomach twisted in pain, but gentle pats soothed my churning stomach.“Is that better?” Azrae
LeslieThe soft strands of the brush glided carefully around my cheeks and stopped. I opened my eyes and stared at the mirror.The makeup artist did a terrific job making the makeup subtle. My hair was ready, cut shorter than the original length and gelled.Ancel opened the door, surveying seriously with a small note in his hand. He stayed at me and pulled out a white rose from the vase in the room.He placed the rose in my pocket and patted it.“Perfect but I liked the white suit better.”“You were going to make me wear a long veil if I wore that and this is my second marriage.”“You and Azrael would match but the blue isn’t bad. Soft and stable and I get to see you marry.” Ancel said and the door opened.Dad entered with a bouquet of hydrangeas and minor flowers. I recognised the flowers from mom’s garden and dad handed it to me.“Ancel, could you give us a minute?” Dad asked and Ancel winked.“Sure thing pops, have to make sure the set’s perfect.” Ancel said and left the room with
The doorbell rang, and I opened it. Kaiyo stood there with a pout on his face and glared at me. I spread my arms across the door and leaned back a little.“You’re not here to dump tomato juice on me again, are you?” I asked, and he blushed.I smiled and lowered my arms.“I came to apologise, so listen closely, because I won’t say it again.” He puffed his chest and placed his hand on his hip. “I’m sorry for splashing juice on you and saying embarrassing things.”“Stay away from Mitsuki. You don’t deserve him. He’s mine.” I teased, and he turned red.“S-stop teasing me. Y-you be kissing my feet. I came here today.”I patted his head and smiled. “Do you want ice-cream? Sundae?”“What flavour?” He shook his head and wiped his mouth. “I’m not a dog.”He acted like Becca’s, one of Isaac’s twins in her teenage stage that doesn’t want to be smouldered by adults. It’s difficult to find innocence and pure naivety at his age these days.Everything I wouldn’t describe Lucas, me or Oliver as.“Com
105LeslieI joined my friends at the table. They were all waiting, so I raised my hand to reveal the wedding ring.“Yes!!!” Everyone cheered.Some high-fives and hugged me.“Congratulations!” Isaac said and grinned. “You’re marrying my brother again. Welcome to the family.”We laughed at the joke, and I nudged Isaac.“I can’t wait to tell everyone, and it was all thanks to me.” Ancel gloated and pulled out his phone.“Hold on there cowboy, Lucas might have already beat you to it. He was the first person Azrael called to while we were in Japan.”“I’m still going to spice it up more. I still have a picture of the ring.” Ancel said and started typing.“Thank you.” I whispered to Ancel. “For helping me with the ring.”Ancel nudged me and smiled. “Anytime. Patronise my company to decorate your wedding. I’ll give a discount even though your fiancée is one of the wealthiest living things in the world.”“Of course. Just set an appointment for next week.”Ancel was genuinely happy, but his ey
AzraelI took pictures as Leslie excitedly stuck out his head from the train; the breeze blowing against his hair and his eyes excited with the nature scenery around Japan.Leslie was my kid, but travelling brought out that soul in him more. No sleep for me if he was awake, talking my ears out on all the places he wanted to go.I never want him to cry or feel lonely when I’m around.“I can’t wait to take a lot of pictures.” Leslie said, and I sighed.“I’ve missed hot spring baths.”The train stopped, and we headed for one of the popular temples in Kyoto – Fushimi Inari Taisha Shrine.We took a lot of pictures with a temple guide giving the history of the temple. I didn’t believe in any gods, unlike my parents and Leslie is Christian, so I couldn’t understand his fascination with temples.“Should we buy a charm or two? Maybe a souvenir?” Leslie asked.“Kid, these god statures aren’t for decorations and children touch things they shouldn’t. Let’s stick with the papers that won’t leave t
103Ben and I watched the examination Dr. Steve had with Niko. They were talking as Niko coloured and laughed.Dr. Steve touched a colour of the Rubik's cube and Niko would match the colours he picked as they talked about random topics unrelated to colours.Dr. Steve came out as a nurse took supervision, and we followed him to his office. We sat down and stared at Dr. Steve.My chest was heavy and my hands sweaty. I exhaled to ease the discomfort in my gut.“I have a few questions.” Dr. Steve said, and we nodded. “When was the first time you noticed your ward’s condition?”I stared at Ben, and he nodded in understanding.“When he was three. Nikolaus has always responded to the colour red as a baby, so I thought he liked the colour and yesterday, I confirmed he sees everything as red, with few exceptions.” I narrated, and Dr. Steve nodded.“What exceptions?” Dr. Steve asked.“Himself, me and objects that are actually the colour red.”Dr. Steve stared intensely at the both of us and exh
102LeslieKeystone Kindergarten was a beautiful building with welcoming graffiti and bright scenery. It was the beginning of a session. The school was full of parents, kids, and teachers.Azrael and I held Niko as we stared at the building before we saw a familiar toddler run towards us.“Remy!” Lennon screamed, and Niko broke loose from our hold.They hugged each other, laughing and giggling, then held hands. Lennon was a beautiful boy with a messy mop of brown hair, green eyes, and the brightest smile on his lovely face.“Leslie! Bethan!” Ben jogged towards us and stopped.“He’s so fast.” Ben said and hugged me. “It’s been a while.”Azrael frowned, and I wrapped Azrael’s arm around my shoulder. “You should keep a closer eye on him.”“Or a leash.” Azrael added, and we laughed.Ben checked his wristwatch and stared in shock. “I need to head for the office soon. I have a meeting in less than two hours.” Ben said.“It’s your second son’s first day of school. Be supportive.” I said and