LOGINThe clinking of cutlery faded as curiosity sharpened the air around the table.Ink leaned back slightly, a playful glint in his eyes. “Do you mind introducing us to this pretty lady?” he asked, though the smirk tugging at his lips suggested he already knew exactly what he was doing.Before anyone else could respond, Calvin replied smoothly, a faint smile playing on his lips.“She’s Fairy—” he paused, letting out a soft chuckle as he corrected himself, “I mean, Cleo. Miranda and Raison’s daughter and the woman I love.”The confession dropped like a stone into still water.“You couldn’t even add that she’s my friend, Really? Colder,” Katie shot back, her tone sharp as she folded her arms, clearly offended by the omission.Cleopatra’s eyes widened at Calvin’s response, shock flashing across her delicate features.For a fleeting second, she forgot how to breathe.The certainty in his voice the way he claimed her without hesitation sent a tremor through her heart, leaving it racing wildly
Ink’s arm froze midair as he caught the direction of Catrina’s gaze. His brows lifted slowly, suspicion curling into curiosity. “What exactly are you staring at?” he asked, his voice low as he followed her line of sight. Catrina didn’t answer immediately. Her eyes widened, lips parting in pure disbelief as she leaned slightly forward, as though afraid the vision might vanish if she blinked. “Oh. My. God,” she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper. “Calvin brought a girl home.” The words hung between them like a thunderclap. Ink stiffened. “This is shocking,” Catrina added, pressing her palm against her chest as though steadying her racing heart. “I can’t believe this…” For a moment, they simply stared at the scene unfolding below, the air thick with astonishment. Then suddenly, Catrina straightened, excitement flickering across her features. “Let’s go meet him,” she suggested, already taking a step forward as if she might storm downstairs that very second. Ink quickly rea
Cleopatra slowly lifted her head from Calvin’s chest, her smile light and teasing as she looked up at him, eyes bright with mischief. “Let’s play in the water,” she said softly. Before he could answer, she suddenly shifted back, laughter slipping from her lips as she scooped a handful of water and splashed it straight at him, quick and playful like a child chasing joy in the sunlight. The splash caught Calvin off guard, droplets scattering across his face and sliding down his jaw. For a moment he only blinked, stunned then a slow, dangerous smile curled at the corner of his lips. “Oh, so you want a war?” he said, voice low with amusement. Cleopatra only laughed, the sound bright and unrestrained as she kicked lightly against the water, sending another wave of splashes toward him before trying to dart away. The water moved around them in restless silver ripples, carrying their laughter like a secret shared only between the two of them. The playful chaos of the splashing suddenly s
Heat crept across Cleopatra’s cheeks as memories slipped quietly into her thoughts the way Calvin’s voice had dropped to a teasing murmur, the reckless pull of his gaze that made her heart stutter, the shared moments that felt dangerously intimate and intoxicating. She remembered how their closeness blurred the line between defiance and desire, the unspoken hunger in his touch, and the wild, secret thrill that followed every stolen kiss and whispered promise they had shared in the quiet shadows of their world.“Cleo, spill it.”Katie’s sharp voice pulled Cleopatra back from her wandering thoughts.“Umm…” Cleopatra hesitated, looking away.Katie’s gaze remained fixed on her. “Yes, go on.”“Umm…” Cleopatra dragged the sound out nervously.Katie suddenly snapped, “Damn it, just tell me already!”“We have kissed thrice,” Cleopatra admitted quietly.“What? That’s unbelievable,” Katie replied, eyes widening.“And…” Cleopatra continued slowly.“And what?” Katie pressed immediately.“We almo
“Sir, here are the reports.”Davin’s voice was steady, but the tension beneath it was impossible to miss.He stepped forward and laid the thick stack of documents onto the polished table between them. The sharp sound of paper against wood echoed faintly in the quiet office. Photographs followed glossy prints sliding across the surface, faces and buildings captured in frozen moments.“Sit down,” Calvin said.Davin sat across from Calvin, posture straight but tense, a thick folder resting on his lap.Calvin remained seated behind his wide mahogany desk, fingers loosely clasped, expression unreadable. The office was quiet except for the faint hum of the air conditioner.“You have it?” Calvin asked calmly.“Yes.”Davin opened the folder.“Anthony’s gym fitness company in Verenna is called Titan Dominion Fitness Group.”Calvin didn’t react outwardly, but his eyes sharpened slightly.“It’s not a regular gym,” Davin continued. “It’s a full-scale corporate fitness empire. Headquarters in cent
“Tell me, fairy, do you enjoy it when I kiss you” he whispered his thumb teasing her n****e Her breath caught in her throat. “I—I love… love it,” the words escaped her lips in a trembling whisper, fragile and unguarded. A faint, almost predatory curve touched his lips. In one swift motion, his hand found her waist and pressed firmly. She was lowered against the table, the cold surface meeting her back as his strength overwhelmed the space between them. His other hand swept across the stack of documents beside her. Papers scattered violently to the floor, a soft, chaotic storm of white sheets fluttering like startled birds in the charged silence. His fingers slid inside her shirt finding her n****e, getting hard instantly, she gasped. In a swift motion his hand grabbed her breast squeezing firmly and her gasp came loudly this time. “Am I going too fast, fairy?” he asked, his voice low, careful, almost restrained as if he were holding back a storm. Cleopatra’s breath trembled. “No
A soft knock shattered the quiet stillness of Calvin’s room.“Come in,” he said calmly, his gaze remaining fixed on the window where the fading light of morning brushed the distant horizon.The door opened with gentle restraint. An older maid stepped inside, her movements measured and respectful as
“Yummy, Calvin,” she said softly when he chewed, offering a sheepish, sweet smile that softened the sharp edges of the night.“Give me too,” Cleopatra added with a soft giggle, the sound carrying a rare, unguarded playfulness.“Here,” Calvin replied.He opened his mouth slightly, waiting.“Ahh—”Bu
“Mmm…” She cleared her throat, forcing her expression into calm. “Katie mentioned her once she complimented the meal she prepared.”“Oh. I see.” Calvin’s reply was smooth, almost indifferent.His eyes shifted to Valerie. “You may excuse yourself.”“Yes, sir.” Valerie bowed quickly before retreating
Then his fingers rose.The back of his knuckles brushed beneath her chin barely there at first, a silent question. When she didn’t pull away, his touch settled, gently lifting her face toward his.Soft.Intimate.Intentional.Her breath caught.“Why do you always pretend you’re unaffected?” he murm







