AzraelThe VIP lounge was just another hall arranged like a grand auditorium with a grand stage. The auction has already started with people raising up their tag and casting prices with the intention to impress.We stopped at the front desk and the man behind the desk presented a grand book containing names and tag number after collecting our invitation.“Are you getting a tag?” Isaac asked. “My wife represents us both.”“I have a lot of Lucas’ artwork in my private house. I won’t be buying more, especially if I can get it for free.” I smirked.It was funny how quickly I’d grown to like Isaac and his appearance and height made me question at times if he was an omega. He also his maintained a great shape for someone with three kids.We headed inside, but I heard Lucas’ voice. I turned my head to the left, and he was standing there on a phone call with a mean glare.“Let me introduce you to the host.” I told Isaac, and he nodded.I approached my dad first, and he raised his hand to stop
Leslie No one answered the doorbell. I tried to ring Azrael again, but he wasn’t picking up my calls and I was worried. I got a taxi that tracked down my wristwatch back to Azrael’s house, or I wouldn’t know where to look for him.“Why won’t you talk to me?” I whispered.My fingers trailed down the security lock, and I dialled my birthday. The door opened, and I didn’t hesitate to enter.I dropped my shoes at the side and wore the slippers.The first sight that greeted me was the mess trailing to the other room. Broken glasses, dirt, furniture, and Azrael’s glasses had a crack on it.I picked it up and entered the living room, where I was greeted with an immense hole in the TV. The table was flipped upside down and Azrael sat at the foot of the couch with an empty bottle of alcohol in his hand.“Azrael.” I stayed at the door of the room.Azrael glared at me and threw the bottle across the room, shattering the bottle, and smiled.“Hey kid. Sorry about the mess.” He ap
Azrael was asleep thanks to the alcohol, and I was downstairs trying to clean as much mess as I could.I found Azrael’s broken phone and tried to see if it still worked. It took a beating from him, but I could make up the one thousand messages from Lucas and ninety missed calls, including mine.I had to get him a new phone soon. This one was beyond quick saving.I picked up a portrait from the ground and it was the same picture of Lucas and Azrael on a swing I’d seen when I was initially his editor.The frame had little cracks, but everything else was fine.I placed it where it should be and sat on the couch to rest a little.The person Isaac never stopped searching for was Lucas, and Azrael was his half-brother. Lucas is dad’s beloved and dad is his unforgettable love. A perfect pair, just like me and Azrael.Things were getting heavier and darker and knowing that, I had to be ready.My ringtone startled me, and it was Ancel.I answered the number, and I heard a sigh of relief.“Did
The night was chilly, and I headed for Azrael’s private house after an awesome day with my dad. Lucas’ reappearance in his life postponed his departure to the end of the week and he was interested to know how I was living.He was staying at a hotel not very far from Kioko’s property.“I’m back!” I announced as I took off my shoes.I was so grateful Ben agreed to take an entire week to watch Nikolaus for me so we can get everything a little under control.Azrael sat in the kitchen, making something that smelt delicious with the table set and full of several dishes.“It smells so delicious. My senses are excited.” I praised him and hugged him from behind.Azrael set the steamed vegetables on a plate and hugged me.“It should be. I put a lot of effort into making everything; you’ve been looking a little pale.”“I’m just tired.”“How was work?”Azrael carried the plate and headed for the table.“I took a half day so I could go on a date with my dad. He came by the office and the company i
AzraelIt was past midnight and Leslie yet home, and he wasn’t picking my calls. It made little sense for him to leave late at night all to buy milk when we had other things that could substitute.The door opened and Leslie came in, but he wasn’t alone. Lucas was with him, drunk and staggering as he battled to sleep.“Help me.” Leslie requested, and I took Lucas off his shoulders.I carried Lucas princess style, and we climbed up the stairs, heading to any guestroom.Azrael dropped Lucas carefully on the bed and took off his shoes.“Where did you find him?” I asked, concerned where and what state he was found.“At some bar. He had a couple of drinks before the bartender called you with his phone. I told you, but I got no reply, so I went to get him.”“Why didn’t you take him to my mom’s place?”“It was late, and Lucas doesn’t want to go. I can’t force him.”I covered Lucas with a blanket and we left the room quietly so we wouldn’t wake him.Azrael wasn’t happy with my decision, but he
LeslieThe doorbell rang, so I opened the door to find Ben standing with a fruit basket.“I need a favour.” Ben pleaded.“What can I help you with?”“Can you watch Lennon for me? I can’t ask my parents because of the situation with Isaac.”“They didn’t take the news too well?” I asked, and Ben nodded.“Dad mostly. Mom knew this day would come after Isaac said he’d look for his mom. I think they forget Isaac is an adult that can make his own decisions. Isaac has always been dad’s favourite.”“Let’s not go that side.” I informed Ben. “So, how long should I watch him?”“Nine days. I’m going on a business trip.” Ben explained and handed me a card. “I told the day-care you’ll be picking him up. The day-care closes by two so you can pick him up.”“Nine days, huh? That is a long time. I wonder if it’s just business.”Ben chuckled. “Six days of work, three days of vacation. It’s a win-win. I need to enjoy being a single bachelor.”I collected the basket, and Ben kissed my cheeks. He walked ba
We were all seated. Envelopes, grand and small, laid on the table as we all stared.I couldn’t relax and I had no way of escaping the tension, the confused glares, and the mean stares exchanged among everyone. I couldn’t even ask for a cup of water or heads would be rolling.“Welcome to our home, Campbells. I’m grateful for accepting our invitation to discuss a sensitive matter, likewise, to the Adams and the Dietrich family.” Kioko started.Thank God. I thought as she eased the tension.“Should we have dinner first or you’d like to get down to business?” Kioko asked.“We’re not relinquishing our adoption to Isaac as his parents. He’s my son.” Carson, Isaac’s dad, spoke up. “We raised him with our sweat and blood and we won’t be giving him back.”Lucas stared at Kioko, and he frowned. He folded his arms and crossed his legs.“I mentioned nothing about parental claims. I have no interest in reclaiming Isaac. We just wanted to talk and further note, Isaac is also my son.”“A son that yo
Azrael came home with a sour look on his face. I knew that look.“I’m guessing things didn’t end well.” I said as I fed Lennon.“Good news is Lucas is very forgiving to my mom, though this is a record, or your dad has good negotiating skills. The bad news—my parents are getting a divorce.” Azrael replied.I was dumbfounded.“They are getting a divorce?” I asked, and Azrael nodded.“It was bound to happen. They lasted longer than announced. When I graduated from university, they were going to divorce but they kept dragging on. They built their relationship on pain, an unhealthy dependence and an unrequited love that never had hope, it what’s they need, especially Kioko. I’m glad they made this decision together.”“How do you feel about everything?”Azrael heaved. “So much as happened in such a short time, it’s difficult to explain. Finding out Isaac is my brother; Valentin is Lucas’ mate, Kioko faking documents for Isaac to stay dead and my parents’ divorce. I’m stressed.”I burped Len
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