#Mads Mikkelsen x OFC

[msilwrites]

Sequel to: ASCENT - Defying Desire (ODD WOMEN Series) a 3AM update - SEVEN

A/N: In this chapter, we explore Henry's remarkable capabilities as a shrewd strategic executive and master manipulator.  Henry's effectiveness in achieving his goals is undeniable.  However, as the story unfolds, we also witness a satisfying wave of regret and realization washing over Henry.

Defying Desire

SEVEN

In a posh townhouse nestled within the city's bustling streets, Henry found himself lost in a sea of thoughts. The sleek and masculine interior of his abode mirrored his refined taste and style. With a glass of whisky in hand, he lounged in a plush chair, his mind consumed by memories of Sage. Regret weighed heavily on him as he replayed their past together. He had made a big mistake by ending their relationship, and now he longed to make things right.

The room was dimly lit, casting shadows across his face as he took a sip of the amber liquid. Thoughts of Sage overwhelmed him, igniting a fire in his heart. He couldn't help but recall the passion they once shared, longing to feel her touch and reconnect with her on a deep level.

Although the board members were impressed by his strategic partnership with the app, it was Sage who held the key to his happiness. The business stuff seemed less important compared to the prospect of having her back in his life.

Lost in his thoughts, Henry grew more determined. He knew pursuing a former lover who had blocked all communication was risky, but it only fueled his desire to win Sage back. It became a challenge, a chance to prove that their love was worth fighting for.

In his mind, he pictured their reunion—a spark of electric chemistry reigniting between them. Every touch and whispered word would carry the weight of their shared history. Henry yearned to apologize for the past, to show Sage how much he regretted his actions and convince her that he had truly changed.

As the whisky burned his throat, matching the fire inside him, Henry realized he had to tread carefully. He couldn't just rush back into Sage's life; he had to find a way to break through her barriers.

The strategic partnership with the app offered him an opportunity to reach out to Sage, to discuss the collaboration and the impact it could have on their lives. Ideas swirled in Henry's mind on how to subtly reconnect, to show Sage that his feelings were still strong.

With determination, he set his glass down and stood up. Walking towards the window, he admired the twinkling city lights. A steely resolve emanated from him as he silently promised himself to make things right. He would find a way to win back Sage's trust and reignite their once-burning flame.

Late into the night, Henry's excitement grew. The strategic partnership had opened a door, and now he had to face the challenges ahead. Every passing moment fueled his determination to execute his plan flawlessly and prove to Sage that their love was worth any risk or sacrifice.

In the solitude of his luxurious townhouse, Henry felt a renewed sense of purpose. The whisky coursing through his veins emboldened him, driving his pursuit of his desires. The calculated move he made during the board meeting went beyond business—it was a way to bring Sage back into his arms, where she truly belonged.

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Kieran sat across from Sage in the cozy afternoon lounge, their teacups steaming gently on the table. The delightful aroma of freshly baked desserts, coffee, and tea filled the air, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere. The red brick walls and brown wooden accents gave the place a touch of dark academia aesthetic, adding to its charm.

As Kieran recounted the events of the boardroom meeting, Sage listened attentively. She had already shared with him the fact that Henry was her ex-boyfriend, so Kieran was familiar with their history. Their friendship and collaboration had allowed for open and honest conversations between them.

Sage's eyes met Kieran's, a mix of curiosity and concern reflecting in her gaze. She knew the potential conflict of interest arising from Kieran acquiring her app for his own company while also being associated with the Havel Group as a non-executive director. The situation had taken an unexpected turn with Henry's objection and proposal to buy the app or form a partnership.

Setting her teacup down gently on the table, Sage leaned forward, her voice filled with a blend of sincerity and determination. "Kieran, I never expected this to become so complicated. I appreciate your support in acquiring my app, but I also understand the concerns raised by Henry and the board."

Sage leaned forward, her eyes fixed on Kieran's, her voice filled with urgency. "Kieran, please, if there's any way you can ensure that the app doesn't end up in Henry's possession, I would be forever grateful. I have a suspicion that he's trying to use this as a way to force me to communicate with him again, and I can't allow that to happen. I've blocked him from all my channels for a reason, and I want to maintain my distance. I know it might sound presumptuous, but I've known Henry for a long time, and I can't shake the feeling that he's trying to manipulate the situation to his advantage."

Kieran nodded, understanding the gravity of Sage's words. "Sage, I trust your instincts, and I know you have a deep understanding of Henry's character. We shouldn't underestimate his determination and the lengths he might go to achieve his goals. Rest assured, I'll do everything in my power to keep the app out of his hands and protect you from any unwanted interactions.”

Sage's shoulders relaxed, a sense of relief washing over her. She appreciated Kieran's support and belief in her judgment. "Thank you, Kieran. It means a lot to have someone who understands and stands by me."

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As Kieran's Rolls Royce pulled up in front of the office building at Canary Wharf, Sage's attention shifted from the familiar surroundings to the task at hand. Stepping out of the car with purpose, she strode alongside Kieran towards the elevator, her mind focused on the upcoming boardroom meeting.

Navigating the bustling lobby with ease, Sage's determination propelled her forward. She had been to this building before, familiar with its polished halls and bustling energy. Canary Wharf was not uncharted territory for her.

Entering the elevator, Sage exchanged a knowing glance with Kieran, their shared determination palpable. They had meticulously prepared for this moment, ensuring their presentation was strong and persuasive. The ride up to the designated floor was filled with a sense of anticipation, their focus honed on making a compelling case.

As the elevator doors opened, Sage was greeted by Simon, Henry's older brother and the leader of the Havel Group. A warm smile spread across Simon's face as he approached her, enveloping her in a genuine hug. "Sage, it's so good to see you. How have you been?" he asked, a touch of surprise in his voice. "I didn't realize you were behind this app until today"

Sage returned the hug, appreciating the warmth and genuine concern from Henry's brother. "Thank you, Simon," she replied with a soft smile. "I've been well”

As they walked down the corridor towards the boardroom, Simon expressed his eagerness to hear Sage's explanation about the app. He emphasized the importance of her addressing the board directly to ensure a clear understanding of the app's purpose and its compatibility with the Havel Group's businesses.

Entering the boardroom, Sage took her seat at the table, surrounded by the familiar faces of the board members. Among them were Henry's brothers, who held executive positions within the Havel Group. As she looked around, she noticed their smiles of recognition, accompanied by a warmth that conveyed a sense of familiarity and fondness.

Sage met their gazes, returning their smiles with a nod of acknowledgement. Despite the complexities of her past with Henry, it seemed that his brothers still held a level of respect and appreciation for her. It was a reassuring reminder that she had made a positive impression on them during her time with Henry.

With unwavering conviction, Sage highlighted the app's potential to revolutionize the industry and create new opportunities for growth. She stressed that by allowing Kieran's company to maintain ownership and control over the app, it would be able to flourish independently, fostering innovation and agility.

Furthermore, Sage outlined the potential risks and challenges that could arise from integrating the app into the Havel Group. She emphasized the importance of preserving the app's brand identity and user experience, which could be compromised if it became just another division of the conglomerate.

Drawing upon her own experiences as the app's creator and the deep understanding she had gained from working closely with Kieran, Sage eloquently expressed her belief that the best path forward was to allow Kieran's company to continue nurturing and developing the app independently. She emphasized that this would ensure the app's continued success and allow it to reach its full potential.

As Sage concluded her presentation, there was a moment of contemplative silence in the boardroom. The board members exchanged glances, processing the weight of Sage's arguments. Her passion and persuasive delivery had made an impact, causing them to rethink the initial assumption of absorbing the app into the Havel Group.

Henry's voice broke the silence, his tone brimming with confidence. "I understand Sage's concerns, but I believe we should view this app as an incredible asset for the Havel Group," he proclaimed, capturing the attention of the board members.

Henry proceeded to outline his vision for incorporating the app into the company, highlighting the potential benefits it could bring. He argued that by embracing the app's community platform, the Havel Group could expand its offerings, attract new customers, and enhance its overall retail experience.

Sage's heart sank as she listened to Henry's counterarguments. She knew that her app was not meant to compete with the Havel Group's existing retail business. It served as a platform for individuals to buy and sell a wide range of items and services, catering to a different market segment altogether.

Summoning her courage, Sage raised her hand, signaling her desire to respond. All eyes turned back to her, awaiting her rebuttal.

"Sage," Henry interjected, his voice laced with concern and authority, "I appreciate your dedication to the app, but I genuinely believe that it can thrive within the Havel Group. We can leverage our brand reputation and resources to take it to new heights."

Sage locked eyes with Henry, firm in her convictions. "Henry, I understand your perspective, but it's important to recognize that my app doesn't pose a direct threat to the Havel Group's retail business. It operates in a different space, empowering individuals to engage in peer-to-peer transactions and services."

She continued, eloquently explaining the potential risks of integrating the app into the Havel Group. "By aligning the app with a luxury-focused brand, we run the risk of diluting its unique identity. Users value the app for its inclusive nature and its ability to cater to a wide range of needs and budgets. Merging it with the Havel Group could compromise that appeal."

Sage went on to emphasize the importance of maintaining the app's independent image and allowing it to grow organically within its own niche. She painted a vivid picture of how integration could blur its purpose and alienate its loyal user base.

As Sage finished speaking, a charged silence filled the boardroom. The board members exchanged contemplative glances, grappling with the decision at hand. They now had to weigh the allure of Henry's proposal against Sage's compelling arguments for preserving the app's integrity and unique market positioning

The boardroom fell into a hushed pause as the members took a break to deliberate on the weighty decision before them. Sensing the tension in the room, Kieran rose from his seat, gesturing for Sage to join him outside. They stepped out into the hallway, the sound of their footsteps echoing softly.

Sage looked at Kieran, a mix of hope and concern in her eyes. "Kieran, if the board decides to go with the Havel Group, is there any way you can ensure that the app doesn't end up in Henry's hands? I know we have a partnership on the table, but I worry about the consequences if he gains control over it. As a non-executive director, do you have the power or influence to prevent that? Also, I mentioned before, I have a suspicion that he's using this situation to manipulate me into communicating with him again, and I can't allow that to happen. I've blocked him from all my channels for a reason, and I want to maintain my distance."

He took a reassuring step closer, his voice filled with determination. "I get it, Sage. I'll do everything I can to prevent the app from falling into Henry's hands. I may not have full control, but I'll use my influence and connections to find a solution. You won't be forced into any unwanted communication. I'll prioritize your well-being and protect the app's vision."

Sage felt relieved, a small smile forming on her face. "Thank you, Kieran. I trust you to do your best. Let's present our case with strength, and no matter what happens, we'll find a way to keep the app with someone who respects its purpose and my boundaries."

Encouraged by their shared determination, they returned to the boardroom, ready to make their final stand.

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As the discussion resumed, the board members deliberated on the future of the app. After careful consideration, they reached a consensus—the Havel Group would acquire the app from Kieran at a substantial price as compensation for his company's efforts and resources invested in its development.

Sage listened to the decision, her heart pounding with mixed emotions. On one hand, she was relieved that the app would not fall into Henry's hands, ensuring her continued distance from him. However, as she contemplated the outcome, a tinge of sadness washed over her. It wasn't the prospect of parting ways with the app itself that saddened her, but rather the possibility of not working closely with Kieran in integrating the app with his company.

Over time, Sage had formed a strong bond with Kieran, appreciating his dedication, support, and shared vision for the app. They had become a formidable team, and the idea of not collaborating further with him felt like a missed opportunity. Their partnership had propelled the app's success, and the thought of not continuing that journey together left a void in her heart.

As she processed these emotions, Sage reminded herself of the bigger picture. The decision to join forces with the Havel Group brought numerous advantages and opportunities for growth. She understood that this collaboration would open doors to new resources, expertise, and a larger user base. It was a chance to take the app to new heights and make an even greater impact.

Still, she couldn't help but feel a sense of loss mingled with anticipation. It was a bittersweet realization that change was inevitable, and that she would have to adapt to a new dynamic. But deep down, Sage held onto the hope that her journey with Kieran and the app was merely taking a different path—one that would lead to even greater achievements and fulfillment.

Kieran turned to Sage, his expression a mix of understanding and resolve. Sensing the weight of the decision, he guided her to a quiet corner of the boardroom, away from the prying eyes and eager voices.

"Sage," Kieran began, his tone gentle yet resolute, "they've agreed to buy the app from me at a high price. It's a significant compensation, and it ensures that the app won't be under Henry's control. I believe this is the best course of action to protect your boundaries and the app's integrity. What do you think?"

Sage looked into Kieran's eyes, appreciating his concern and the trust he had placed in her. Her mind raced with thoughts and emotions, torn between holding onto something she had poured her heart into and the need to protect herself from Henry's influence.

Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes for a moment, gathering her thoughts. When she opened them, a sense of clarity washed over her. She knew deep down that Kieran's proposal was the practical and wise choice.

"Kieran," Sage said, her voice steady, "If you believe this is the best way forward, then I trust your judgment. Let's proceed with the sale and ensure that the app continues to thrive under new ownership. I understand the importance of protecting myself and the app's integrity."

Kieran nodded, a hint of relief in his eyes. and then he took her hand in his, offering a reassuring squeeze.  "Sage, I want to reiterate my promise to you. I will go above and beyond to protect you from any unwanted interactions with Henry," he declared, his voice filled with resolve. "I understand how important maintaining your boundaries is, and I'll do everything within my power to ensure your safety and well-being." 

Sage felt a rush of gratitude and relief wash over her, knowing that Kieran was resolute in his pledge to shield her from any discomfort. She appreciated his genuine concern and the weight of his words, knowing that he truly had her best interests at heart.

A small smile tugged at the corners of Sage's lips as she met Kieran's gaze, her eyes reflecting a mix of gratitude and trust. "Thank you, Kieran," she replied, her voice soft yet filled with appreciation.

Returning to the boardroom, Kieran and Sage took their seats, their minds still processing the weight of the decision that had just been made. The air was filled with anticipation as Simon Havel, the chairman of the Havel Group, stood up once again, commanding everyone's attention.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Simon began, his voice commanding yet filled with warmth, "I want to express my gratitude to Kieran and Sage for their willingness to work with us on this matter. We recognize the value of the app and the expertise that Sage brings to the table."

He turned his gaze towards Sage, his eyes conveying a sense of respect and admiration. "Sage, we would like to offer you a position as a consultant, working closely with a team from the Havel Group. Your role will be crucial in ensuring a seamless transition as the app is integrated into our operations."

Simon paused for a moment, allowing his words to sink in. "Rest assured, Sage, you will be compensated generously for your contributions, both as the app's designer and developer, and as a valuable consultant during this process. Your expertise and insights will be invaluable in ensuring the success of the app within the Havel Group."

Sage listened intently, a mix of emotions swirling within her. The opportunity to continue working with the app, even in a different capacity, excited her. It meant she could still contribute to its growth and see her creation flourish. At the same time, she felt a sense of validation in being recognized for her skills and expertise.

She glanced at Kieran, a silent acknowledgement passing between them. This was the best outcome they could have hoped for—a way to protect the app's integrity and her own boundaries while still staying involved in its journey.

With a renewed sense of purpose, Sage turned her attention back to Simon. "Thank you, Simon. I appreciate the offer and the opportunity to continue working with the app. I’ll do my very best to ensure a smooth transition, and support the apps integration into Havel group"

Simon nodded, a smile playing on his lips. "Excellent. We look forward to having you on board, Sage. Let's work together to make this a mutually beneficial partnership."

As the meeting continued, discussions shifted towards the logistical aspects of the app's transfer and the collaborative efforts that would be required to integrate it successfully. 

As the discussions in the boardroom delved into the intricate details of the app's transfer, Henry's mind churned with a mix of ambition and determination. A cunning smile played at the corners of his lips, a telltale sign of the strategizing taking place within.

His gaze repeatedly drifted towards Sage, an unmistakable glint of longing and mischief hidden behind his eyes. Unbeknownst to Sage, Henry couldn't help but steal glances, his mind silently concocting plans on how to once again bring the project under his control.

While the room buzzed with logistical considerations, Henry's attention remained fixated on Sage. Memories of their shared past danced at the edges of his consciousness, fueling his desire to reconnect with her on both a personal and professional level.

However, as the discussion continued, Henry knew he had to bide his time. The Havel Group's acquisition of the app had set the stage for his eventual involvement, but he had to tread carefully to win back Sage's trust. He understood the importance of patience and subtlety, realizing that rushing in would only risk pushing her further away.

And so, with a mask of professionalism and a heart brimming with hidden intentions, Henry kept his glances fleeting, concealing his true motives for now. The allure of Sage and the potential of reclaiming the project were challenges he relished, and he was determined to seize the opportunity when the time was right.

Unbeknownst to Sage, a subtle dance of calculated maneuvers had begun, as Henry plotted his next move in the intricate game of winning her back.

Careful not to reveal his true intentions, Henry maintained a facade of cooperation and enthusiasm during the discussions. He skillfully inserted comments and suggestions that subtly positioned him as the ideal candidate to oversee the app's integration. His past accomplishments within the Havel Group and his familiarity with its operations served as a compelling argument for why he should take charge.

In private, Henry planned further, contemplating the steps necessary to win over the key decision-makers. He identified the individuals whose support he needed and crafted tailored approaches to sway them to his side. With every move, he carefully maneuvered, weaving a web of influence and manipulation to ensure that the app would fall into his hands.

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After the initial board meeting, Kieran and Simon Havel quickly arranged another meeting to introduce Aria Hayes as the new director for the app project. Two days later, everyone gathered in the boardroom, feeling a mix of anticipation and curiosity.

Simon Havel entered the room with a confident stride, followed closely by a poised and determined Aria Hayes. Sage's eyes met Aria's, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of reassurance and respect emanating from the new director.

"Thank you all for joining us today," Simon began, his voice carrying a tone of significance. "As we discussed in our previous meeting, we have appointed Aria Hayes to oversee the app project. Aria brings a wealth of experience and expertise to this role, and we believe she is the ideal candidate to guide the project forward."

Aria smiled at the team, her eyes filled with determination. "Hey, everyone! I'm really excited to be here. I've seen what you've accomplished so far, and I can't wait to work with all of you to take this app to the next level."

Kieran stepped forward, his voice filled with enthusiasm. "I've had the pleasure of working with Aria before, and let me tell you, she's a good manager. With her in charge, you’re in good hands."

Sage felt a wave of relief. She spoke up, her voice genuine and appreciative. "Thank you, Aria. It means a lot to have you on board. I'm confident that together, we'll make this app a huge success."

With the introductions done, the team left the boardroom, feeling motivated. Unbeknownst to them, Henry had been silently observing, waiting for his moment to make his move.

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Under Aria's capable leadership, the team meetings and integration of the app progressed smoothly. Her management style impressed the team, earning their respect and trust. They worked together seamlessly, addressing any challenges that arose.

Sage, still involved in the project's integration, visited the office twice a week to ensure everything was on track and manage her part. The team collaborated closely, discussing and implementing new features and upgrades that would enhance the app's value for the next update.

One evening, the team decided to have a casual dinner at the office. They ordered takeout and gathered around a long table, enjoying the meal together. Laughter filled the room as they shared stories and celebrated their progress. The camaraderie among the team members was evident, fostering a positive and supportive work environment.

Unbeknownst to them, Henry, driven by his own hidden agenda, had been covertly observing their interactions. From a distance, he watched as they enjoyed their dinner, unaware of the plans he was formulating in the shadows. His gaze lingered on Sage, his mind filled with manipulative schemes to disrupt and seize control of the project.

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As Sage gathered the empty takeout containers into a trash bag, she realized she was the last one left in the meeting room. Aria had been called for an urgent online meeting and had hurriedly left, not noticing the time. The rest of the team had promised to take turns cleaning up, but Sage insisted it was no trouble and encouraged Aria to attend her meeting.

Carrying the bag of trash, Sage made her way towards the pantry. The office was now eerily quiet, with only a few executives scattered about, engrossed in their work. Unbeknownst to her, Henry was among them, lurking in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to make his move.

As Sage entered the pantry, she was momentarily startled to find Henry standing there, seemingly by chance. A sense of unease washed over her, but she maintained her composure, reminding herself to stay vigilant. She had learned to trust her instincts when it came to Henry's intentions.

"Henry," Sage greeted him with a polite nod, keeping a safe distance. "What brings you here?"

Henry took a sip from his tea cup, a sly smile playing on his lips. "Ah, Sage, my dear. I work here, remember?" he replied with a hint of playfulness in his voice.

Sage raised an eyebrow, not easily swayed by his charm. "Yes, Henry, I'm aware of that. I meant, what specifically brings you to the pantry at this moment?"

Henry chuckled, a twinkle in his eyes. "Well, Sage, it's a rather revolutionary concept I discovered. They call it 'taking a break.' A remarkable practice that involves momentarily escaping the clutches of work to indulge in some tea and solitude."

Sage arched an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. "Tea in the pantry, Henry? That's an interesting choice."

Henry leaned against the pantry shelves, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Ah, the pantry, the perfect spot for a break! It's where we escape from work for a moment, sip some tea, and grab a snack. You see, Sage, that's what the pantry is all about."

Sage chuckled, realizing the straightforwardness of Henry's response. "You're right, Henry. The pantry is meant for taking a breather and enjoying a refreshment."

Henry raised his tea cup, emphasizing his point. "Exactly! It's a place of respite where tea and snacks become our allies against stress. So, here I am, embracing the true purpose of the pantry."

Sage nodded, a smile on her face. "Well, in that case, I won't disturb your break any longer. Enjoy your time in the pantry, Henry."

Henry smirked, taking another sip of his tea. "Thank you, Sage. And remember, when you need a break, the pantry is always waiting for you.”

With a nod and a friendly smile, Sage left the pantry, amused by Henry's direct reminder of the pantry's true purpose as a space for snacks and taking breaks.

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After a long and exhausting day at work, Sage decides to treat herself to a well-deserved drink at a nearby upscale bar. She enters the establishment, appreciating the sophisticated ambiance and cozy atmosphere. She finds a comfortable booth and settles in, ordering a refreshing Magners cider and a couple of light beers, including a Stella Artois.

As she sips her drink, her mind drifts to thoughts of her work progress and the desire to eventually move on from the Havel Group. Lost in her contemplation, Sage is suddenly pulled out of her reverie by the appearance of Henry, who takes a seat across from her at the booth. She looks up, her expression shifting to one of cautious defensiveness.

Her guard up, Sage questions Henry's presence. "What are you doing here, Henry?" she asks, a touch of suspicion lacing her words.

Henry leans back, a casual smile on his face. "Ah, Sage, what a delightful surprise. Just enjoying my usual haunt, as it happens to be nearby," he replies, his tone laced with nonchalance.

Sage's eyes narrow slightly, not fully convinced by his explanation. "Your usual haunt, huh? Funny how we seem to keep running into each other."

Henry raises an eyebrow, his expression shifting to a more matter-of-fact demeanor. "Yes, Sage, quite intriguing indeed. You see, this particular establishment happens to be the nearest pub to our workplace. It's merely a matter of proximity and practicality."

Sage's mind acknowledges the sense in Henry's explanation, but a hint of doubt still lingers. She can't help but feel there may be more to his presence than mere coincidence. The way he effortlessly rationalizes it leaves her speechless.

As Sage takes a sip from her pint, contemplating her next move, Henry suddenly reaches out to grab her car keys from the table. Startled, Sage looks at him questioningly.

"What do you think you're doing?" she asks, her tone tinged with both surprise and suspicion.

Henry shrugs, a mischievous smile forming on his lips. "I can't let you drink and drive, can I? Safety first, Sage."

Sage chuckles, a hint of sarcasm in her voice. "Oh, how thoughtful of you, Henry. But let me remind you that you're here to enjoy your evening, not play the responsible driver."

Henry's smile widens, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "Ah, you've got me there. I suppose I haven't started drinking yet. But don't worry, I'll hold onto your car keys just in case."

Sage stares at him for a moment, a mix of amusement and disbelief crossing her face. "Fine, if it makes you feel better. You can have my car keys. Just promise not to drive my car into any mischief, Henry."

Henry raises his hand, as if taking an oath. "I solemnly swear not to drive your car into any mischief, Sage. Your keys are safe with me."

With a smile and a shake of her head, Sage finishes her pint in one go and stands up. "Well, in that case, enjoy your evening, Henry. Don't get into too much trouble."

Henry grins, holding up Sage's car keys triumphantly. "No promises, Sage. Have a good night!"

As Sage walks away, she can't help but chuckle at the absurdity of the situation. Henry's playful antics always manage to catch her off guard.

Inside the pub, Henry watches Sage through the window glass, expecting her to put up a fight for her car keys. However, to his surprise, she doesn't. Instead, she calmly walks away, leaving him puzzled.

Curiosity gets the better of him as he continues to observe her. His eyes widen in disbelief when he sees Sage walk to her car and retrieve a spare set of keys from her bag. She effortlessly unlocks the car, and a realization dawns upon Henry. His assumption was correct all along.

A surge of urgency fills Henry as he realizes he needs to act quickly. He springs into action, his mind racing to catch up with the situation unfolding before him. He rushes out of the pub, determined to catch up with Sage before she drives away.

From the corner of her eye, Sage notices Henry's hurried departure from the pub. A mischievous smile tugs at the corners of her lips as she believes she has outsmarted him. With a sense of satisfaction, she locks the car doors using the interior locking mechanism and starts the engine, ready to drive off.

As Henry reaches the car, he notices Sage's smile and her deliberate ignorance of his presence. Undeterred, he knocks on the window, gesturing for her to open the door. Sage maintains her playful demeanor, continuing to smile and pretending not to hear him.

Little does Sage know, she has forgotten one crucial detail. Henry holds her other set of car keys in his hand. With a smirk on his face, he presses the unlock button on the key, sending a signal to Sage's car. To her surprise, she hears the familiar sound of the car doors unlocking.

Her triumphant expression quickly fades into a sigh of defeat as Henry opens the passenger door and smoothly slides into the passenger seat. Sage glances at him, a mixture of annoyance and amusement in her eyes. It seems her attempt to outmaneuver him has once again fallen short. Sage lets out a sigh, a mix of exasperation and amusement. "You always find a way, don't you, Henry?"

Sage lets out a tired sigh, leaning against her steering wheel as she looks at Henry, who is sitting comfortably in the passenger seat with a mischievous grin on his face. She raises an eyebrow and asks, "Alright, Henry, what do you want now?"

Henry's playful expression softens, replaced by a more serious demeanor. "Sage, all I want is for you to be safe. You've had a few pints, and it's not a good idea to drive in that state. Let me give you a ride home."

Sage lets out another sigh, her voice tinged with frustration. "Henry, if I were to give you what you want, sleep with you? would you finally leave me alone? Is that all this is about?"

Henry's expression turns somber as he registers her words, a mixture of hurt and longing in his eyes. "Sage, it's not just about that. I know I've made mistakes, but I want more than just a physical connection with you. I want you back in my life, not just as a passing flame , but to rebuild what we had. I want you back in every way possible."

Sage's chuckle escapes her lips, laced with a mixture of bitterness and understanding. She looks directly into Henry's eyes, her gaze unwavering. "You know, Henry, when I visited Thailand a few weeks back, I went to the temple to meet with an old sixth form classmate who was serving as a monk at that time. In the serene halls of a temple, he shared profound wisdom with me."

Henry leans in closer, captivated by Sage's story and the depth of her emotions.

Sage's voice quivers with a newfound clarity, the weight of her words hanging heavily in the air. "He told me something that struck me to my core, Henry. He said, 'Before you tear yourself apart, take a piercing look at those you choose to keep close.' And in that moment, the truth unfolded before me like a devastating revelation. Henry... in that moment, I realized that you were a significant part of the pain and insecurity I experienced."

Henry's face pales as the impact of Sage's words hits him with full force. The realization dawns on him, a crushing weight settling upon his shoulders. He reaches out, his voice choked with regret. "Sage, I never meant to be the source of your pain. I never wanted to be the cause of your insecurity."

Sage's eyes glisten with unshed tears, a mix of sadness and resignation etched across her face. "But you were, Henry. You were the one who held the power to shatter my confidence and break my spirit.”  She pauses, her gaze piercing through him. " Yes you never cheated on me, but you tried to mold me into what you wanted, Henry. And when I refused to yield, you resorted to manipulative tactics to get me to do your bidding. You enjoyed making me jealous, playing with my emotions. And I can't bear to be caught in that web of uncertainty any longer. "

Her words hang in the air, the weight of truth finally spoken. Sage waits, hoping that her words will finally penetrate the layers of Henry's self-serving facade and make him realize the impact of his actions.

Henry's eyes widen as the weight of his actions sinks in. His lips part, searching for the right words to defend himself, but they fail him. He realizes now the damage he has caused, the pain he has inflicted, not through physical betrayal, but through emotional manipulation.

"I never meant for it to go this far, Sage," Henry finally manages to whisper, his voice laced with regret. "I thought I could keep you close by doing what I do, but I do see now how misguided and hurtful it was."

Sage's eyes shimmer with a mix of sadness and frustration. "Henry, love should never be a game. It should never be about making someone feel inadequate or insecure. It should be about trust, respect, and building each other up. I deserve better than this constant cycle of manipulation."

In that moment, the realization of their toxic dance settles upon them, a bittersweet recognition that they can no longer continue down this destructive path.

Sage's voice quivers as she takes a deep breath, her emotions palpable. "Henry... I've let you go, just like you wanted before. It's time for you to do the same for me." Her words hang in the air, heavy with finality and a tinge of sadness.

Henry's heart sinks at the realization of his own role in their breakup. The memory of that conversation, when he asked for the separation and suggested they explore other possibilities, resurfaces with a pang of regret. He never anticipated the depth of his feelings and the void that would consume him in her absence.

Henry's heart sinks at the thought of losing her. Memories of their shared adventures, the moments of joy and connection they once had flood his mind. He remembers the worry that consumed him when she embarked on her dangerous expedition to the summit of Mount Everest, how he yearned for her safety and well-being. The months without her presence, her deliberate blocking of him in every channel, had been excruciatingly difficult.

He buried himself in work, trying to distract himself from the void she left behind. He sought solace in the allure of freedom, parties, and the temporary flings with other women. But as time passed, the emptiness grew, and he realized that he couldn't let her go. Not without a fight.

Henry's voice cracks as he tries to articulate the depth of his regret. " I... I never expected it to be like this. I never realized how much I would miss you, how much I need you in my life. Please, give me another chance. I've learned my lesson in the hardest way possible. I've come to realize that I never wanted anyone else. It's always been you, even when I couldn't see it clearly. Please, don't give up on us just yet."

Sage gazes at him, torn between the pain of the past and the lingering love she still holds for him. She sees the sincerity in his eyes, the genuine remorse etched on his face. A part of her yearns to believe in the possibility of redemption and growth.

But another part of her fears the cycle repeating, the old patterns resurfacing. She takes a moment to collect herself, her voice soft but resolute. "Henry, I appreciate your honesty and the growth you've shown in recognizing your mistakes. But love is not just about the depth of feelings; it's about compatibility, trust, and mutual respect. The patterns that emerged in our relationship showed me that our needs and desires were not aligning. I don't need you to change who you are, but I do need a relationship that fulfills me in the ways I deserve."

She pauses, searching for the right words to convey her innermost sentiments. "I felt used, like a toy being played with, manipulated to fulfill your desires. And love should never make one feel that way. I don't want to resent you or view you as an enemy. Instead, I want to find a way to love you from afar, to wish you all the best, and to move forward in my own journey without holding onto the pain and resentment that clouded our relationship."

"Henry, I do care about you, and a part of me will always cherish what we shared. But I also know that I deserve a love that uplifts me and allows me to be my authentic self. And I hope you can find the same for yourself."

Henry's world shatters as Sage's words sink in. He realizes, with a heavy heart, that he has been madly in love with her all this time, but it's a realization that comes too late. The depth of his feelings for her hits him like a wave of regret, and he can't bear the thought of a life without her.

His voice quivers as he bares his soul, "Sage, I have to confess... I've been in love with you all along. Losing you has made me see how much I truly need you in my life."

His eyes glisten with unshed tears as he continues, his voice filled with raw vulnerability,  "I can't change what has happened, and I can't undo the mistakes I've made. But if you can find it in your heart to give us another chance, I promise to spend every moment making it right. "

Henry leans in closer, his voice barely above a whisper, "I know I messed up, and I can't guarantee that I won't stumble again. But if you're willing, I'll love you with everything I have. I'll be devoted to you, I -” 

Sage's looks away, heart aches as she witnesses the raw vulnerability in Henry's words and expression. Part of her longs to give in, to believe in the possibility of a renewed love. But her obstinacy remains resolute, a shield protecting her wounded heart.

She avoids meeting his gaze, her eyes fixed on the unmoving scenery outside the car. The weight of silence fills the space between them, the unspoken  tension hanging heavy in the air. Sage takes a deep breath, gathering her strength.

"Henry," she says softly, her voice tinged with a mix of sadness and determination,  "Could please return my spare car keys," Without another word, Sage extends her hand, silently asking for her car keys back.

Henry's face falls, a mixture of resignation and heartache evident in his eyes. He reluctantly retrieves the spare car keys from his pocket, placing them in her outstretched hand. Their fingers brush briefly, a lingering touch that carries a world of unsaid emotions.

"Sage," Henry says, his voice filled with genuine worry, "I can't let you drive in this state. It's not safe. Let me take you home."

Sage chuckles weakly, shaking her head. "Have I not made myself clear, Henry? I appreciate your concern, but I'll manage. Please respect my decision."

Understanding dawns in Henry's eyes as he recognizes the importance of honoring her wishes. Reluctantly, he retracts the spare car keys, realizing that pushing her further would only cause more harm. He reaches for his phone instead.

"I may not have given up, Sage," Henry says quietly, his voice filled with a mix of determination and concern, "but what matters most to me right now is your safety. I'll call my personal chauffeur to drive you home in your car. Please accept this gesture, for your own well-being."

Sage looks at him, her expression softened by his genuine care. After a brief moment of consideration, she nods in agreement. Henry swiftly makes the call,  providing the necessary instructions to his chauffeur, and within minutes, his chauffeur arrives.

As the chauffeur approaches, Henry and Sage gets out her car. He opens the door of the passenger seat behind for her, a small gesture of care, and motioned for her to take the passenger seat in the back. Without a word, Sage gets in, her gaze fixed straight ahead.

Henry's heart breaks as he watches her retreat into the car, knowing that he must let her go for now. However, a flicker of hope remains within him, refusing to extinguish. He hasn't given up yet. As the chauffeur takes his position in the driver's seat and starts the engine, Henry's eyes meet Sage's.

Henry leans in, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder, his voice laced with unspoken longing. "Please take care, Sage," Henry says softly, his eyes locked with hers,

Sage offers him a faint smile, a mix of gratitude and sadness. "Thank you, Henry," she says, her voice filled with a touch of vulnerability. "I appreciate your concern."

Henry watches, his heart heavy with emotions, as the car begins to pull away. His gaze lingers on Sage until her car disappears into the distance. 

A/N: In this chapter, we get to see just how determined and strong-willed Sage is. Her unwavering resolve and shining backbone leave us in awe of her character. And let's not forget about Henry! It's quite satisfying to witness him finally realizing his biggest mistake. But hey, I know some of you might be thinking, "Why can't she just forgive him already?" Well, I'm all for a good life lesson here. We want Henry to truly learn from his errors and grow as a person, don't we? Remember, regret can be a tough pill to swallow, but it plays a crucial part in Henry's personal journey. Let's keep rooting for both of them, knowing that growth and redemption often come hand in hand.

#Henry Cavill #Henry Cavill Imagines #Henry Cavill AU #AU Henry Cavill #Henry Cavill Fan Fic #Henry Cavill FanFic #Henry Cavill Fan Fiction #Henry Cavill FanFiction #Henry Cavill x OC #Henry Cavill x OFC #Original Character #Alternate Universe #Odd Women #Odd Women Series #MSILWRITES #Strong Female Lead #Female Lead with a backbone! #Mads Mikkelsen #Mads Mikkelsen Fan Fic #Mads Mikkelsen FanFic #Mads Mikkelsen x OC #Mads Mikkelsen x OFC #Mads Mikkelsen x Reader #Matthias Schoenaerts

[artemiseamoon]

By Your Side

One: to save a life

Overgård x ofc (Film Arctic)

Ficlet? Is this too long to be a drabble? | Words: 805

An: I finally watched this and I loved it. 💜 I process emotions via writing. I have a loose plan for later expansion.

Gif credits to owner, name attached to link

Warnings: a helicopter crash, bodily injuries, a head injury and infection mentioned, almost dying.

What do you say when thank you isn’t enough?

When no amount of words strung together can express what you feel in your heart?

Lisa didn’t remember much of anything. They were up in the air, saw the S.O.S, turned to help and crashed.

The crash itself, she could only recall in bits, like shards of glass. The sounds, the smell, the way her body shook in her seatbelt. She didn’t remember the impact, or the shard of metal that cut her.

Her next memory after the crash was him, the stranger who saved her. Memories of him were scattered. Lisa can only recall small moments in between the painful darkness; sips of water, small bites of food, feeling herself being moved or lifted, the sound of his voice.

There were no visions, no dreams in between those moments. Maybe she was dead? Maybe she danced on the line between death and life? Maybe she was transported elsewhere, like some subterranean world where no heaven existed, no hell, just endless lightless space.

The first time she dreamed of the lush green gardens was here at the hospital. In contrast to the cold white landscape of the Arctic, the gardens were sun kissed, inviting, and healing. Lisa was dreaming of this very place the first time she opened her eyes and saw his face again, the man who saved her life.

Flashback

Waking slowly, Lisa flutters her eyes open and stares at the white ceiling. Though she’s woken up a few times since being hospitalized, she wasn’t fully conscious. Her semi-delirious state mixed with meds and a small head injury made it hard to hold on to things.

Blinking a few times, she turns her head to the side, her eyes settling on the window. The sun is out, a soft breeze blows into the room. Her gaze lingers here for a moment until she hears a soft breath.

It must be one of the nurses.

Turning her head to the other side, what she finds isn’t a nurse nor a doctor. Her brows come together as she tries to place the face.

The man is a stranger, but doesn’t feel like a stranger. His expression is steady, stoic even, except for his eyes. Behind them she can see a sea of emotion.

“You’re awake.” He said softly.

2 months later

What do you say when thank you isn’t enough?

When no amount of words strung together can express what you feel in your heart?

Standing in front of the hallway mirror, Lisa smooths her hands over her shirt. The fluttery feeling in her gut remains, accompanied by a racing heart.

She was equal parts worried and excited. As she healed in the hospital and eventually overcame the infection, the stranger remained by her side. Visiting when he could, crutches and all.

Their first couple of visits were quiet, when he reached for her hand and held it, the gesture warmed her heart, and helped her recall the times he held her hand in the arctic.

Lisa looked forward to his visits, and once she was mobile, she’d visit him too. The stranger was released before Lisa, on his last day he left her a number and a mailing address.

Though he never left her, Lisa didn’t use either. Not for a while.

With him gone the full realization of what happened that day hit her. She wasn't on that chopper alone. Oliver was dead. Alma was dead. The grief hit like a ton of bricks, and the stranger she’d grown fond of now shared space with great loss and sadness.

She was out of the hospital for weeks when she finally used the number. The moment he picked up, a profound warmth washed over her. She felt regret, wishing she called him sooner. After 2 weeks of phone calls, some lasting so long one of them would drift off to sleep, Lisa made an invite. He happily accepted.

When the doorbell rings, Lisa steps away from the mirror and glances back toward the kitchen. It’s been a long time since she’s cooked for anyone but herself, she hoped he’d like it. Shaking out her hands, she travels the short distance to the door and unlocks it.

Taking a deep breath, Lisa holds it and opens the door. On the other side of it he stands, dressed in fine all black clothes, his hair still long but neatly styled. He smiles as his eyes meet hers, “hi.”

“Johan,” she smiled and took a step back, holding the door open, “come in.”

More Mads

#Overgård #Arctic film #mads mikkelsen #Overgård x ofc #mads mikkelsen characters

[aeroplaneblues]

Alright! its time for top anime of 2022 list🎉

This year I didn't watched that many however I did found some good ones! 2 of those are recurring shows which I try to avoid, as this might be used as a rec list, but I like them that much!

the tldr; is on twitter

10- Vampire in the garden: this one was on netflix which I guess is why it didn't get that much attention, i like the concept and visuals were very nice its a bittersweet end but I quite enjoyed. 09- Raven of the inner palace: the story is interesting, its starts very monster of the week style with ghosts then moves to a main villain, the relationships between the MC and the rest of the cast is honestly the highlight. My only complain is pronunciation of the names are jp localized so I hope this gets a chinese dub. 08- Gundam: the witch of mercury: the last gundam i watched was wing and do not remember anything but i know its reputation, I gave this one a chance because the designs are really fun and I also went in with the idea that it was yuri bait. TURNS OUT this might not be what I was expecting, there is one more ep of this + the rest of the cour so I'm hoping it improves from here. The characters carry this for me even the background ones, they all feel like characters not props! Plus ZERO GRAVITY HUGS!! 07- Mob psycho 100 III: I know this list is numbered but I love all of these equally ! However, this in comparison with s1 and s2 is one of the weakest, maybe bc it had to close loose ends? idk but its still a good one, the moment I cry was with ekubo more than reigen i know i know but reigen had his moment in s2 and I think that hit harder. Time to read the manga! 06- My dress-up darling: this is ecchi, im saying this first bc if people barely tolerate bnha fanservice this is not for you. I usually avoid this but I was dumb and didn't saw the tag😂 and I got attached to the main characters and the story, I read the manga and the ecchi is very far and far between as the story progresses. I think it has a lot of heart and its quite fun love story, plus you learn so much about cosplaying! 05- Sasaki and miyano: cutest bl I've ever watched/read, sasaki reminds me of childe which I find it so funny I can't unsee it. Miyano isn't your uwu protagonist and their relationship is build sloooowly on a lot of love and respect. Its nice to see this type of bl without its usual uh nonsense. 04- The case study of vanitas II: the thing about this second season is that i didn't know if bones was going to adapt everything, the manga updates at shoujo pace and has had rough months of absence HOWEVER it was all adapted, like a month after the last ch came out we saw that ep which is the wildest thing for me tbh. Anyway that last ep is why this is here, it was the BEST fight scene ending like [SPOILERS] watch it, it was amazing. 03- Chainsaw man: yeah i know ofc this is here, this is one of the best adaptations I've ever watched, it is beyond perfect. Several episodes I felt like I was watching a movie, can't rec it enough it even has its own mads mikkelsen inspired character voiced by the same va of the other mads mikkelsen inspired character from my other fave show. Also love the detail how mappa draws shoes as fujimoto draws them. 02- Spy x family: this is another good adaptation, I started reading this manga in 2019?? And I kept thinking how GOOD of a story it was and it was a shame so little attention it got, but now with the anime its got the much deserved attention. I adore it immensely, here is hoping for a continuous success.

01- Bocchi the rock: THIS is at the top bc of how relatable it is for me and what a nice surprise to know its actually a good anime. I was expecting it to be another "cute girls do cute things" like "do it yourself" from this year and I wasn't wrong its just that it has a little more depth than that. All the girls have good and bad traits, goals and obstacles to overcome so the story focuses on that with their collective goal of playing music. As someone with social anxiety that lean on rock/playing guitar to make friends and not succeeding on that front I want to see bocchi accomplish her goals, its cathartic like that. Also the animator are truly having fun with the different styles of animating the jokes which is always a treat to watch.

If you got it to this part, thank you so much for reading! If you give any of this a chance and like them let me know! I love talking about anime as you can see haha. I hope next year the season isn't as dry mid way so I get to watch more!

Happy New Year!!🎉

#anne txt #top anime 2022 #2022

[thequeerlibrarian-fandoms]

I posted 2,239 times in 2022

That's 2,239 more posts than 2021!

4 posts created (0%)

2,235 posts reblogged (100%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@fatedbuck

@inactive-faf

@death-by-sc0tland

@womenofmcu

@rollingthunderpouringrain

I tagged 2,174 of my posts in 2022

Only 3% of my posts had no tags

#doctor who - 376 posts

#star wars - 287 posts

#mcu - 153 posts

#hannibal - 128 posts

#obi wan kenobi - 118 posts

#lotr - 105 posts

#spn - 87 posts

#florence pugh - 82 posts

#good omens - 59 posts

#the sandman - 57 posts

Longest Tag: 138 characters

#this is so funny you like 1d then when i start obsessing over star wars i see you like it too and now you're reblogged stuff about her and

My Top Posts in 2022:

#4

Heyyyyy!!

Heyyy how are you doing? ☺️

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#3

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you. learn to know your mutuals and followers ♡ (u don't have to ofc ❤️)

Thank you <3

Trees, candles, stories, tea, my bed

2 notes - Posted December 3, 2022

#2

Guess who just met Mads Mikkelsen 👀

Thanks @rollingthunderpouringrain for the birthday present!

8 notes - Posted November 26, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

If you want me to tag something specifically, tell me! &lt;3

Mostly:

Doctor Who

Sherlock

Lord of the Rings/Hobbit

Hannibal

Supernatural

Lost

Star Wars

Good Omens

The Sandman

Shadow and Bone

The Witcher

Stranger Things

MCU/X-Men

The Handmaid's Tale

Vampire Diaries

Game of Thrones

NCIS

Young Royals

Heartstopper

Avatar the last Airbender/Legends of Korra

Fleabag

Arcane

Broadchurch

Pirates of the Caribbean

Random films & celebrities

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[itisjustfei]

Day 20: your celebrity crush

Brace yourself karena gw nulis ini malem2 yang artinya gw akan sangat menjadi2 dan MERACAU.

Sebagai pop culture enthu, tentu saja gw punya list panjang for whom I have crushes on, tentu saja mostly karena they're so pleasing to look at or I love how they act or I just love a character they potrayed so much I linked them to that particular persona.

Ketika gw kesengsem begitu, gw akan dengan sangat massive nyari semua yang berhubungan ama tu orang, interviews, films, series, anything I can get. Even a cameo.

Gw akan list, tapi with no particular order, karena sepertinya gw ngantuk jga, I simplify this into 3 besar aja, kalo gw inget mungkin bisa gw edit nanti jadi lebih banyak lagi aowkaoakwok

Yang baru banget gw suka sih James McAvoy, first of all he is so pretty, a twink turn dad bod, biasanya gw ga bakalan jadi suka lagi, but surprisingly I'm not, I'm still very much crushing. Sebenernya gw dari dulu udah sering nontonin film yang ada dienya dulu tuh, tapi yang gw beneran sampe kesengsem tuh ya skrg2, gara2 apa coba tebak. Ya gara2 gue ngeship cherik aowkaoak. Padahal gw nonton x men tuh dari awal tu film rilis, dan selalu mengikuti. I guess it's just the right time is now. Sebenernya gw masih banyak banget yang harus catch up projek2 nya dia, but again, I am savoring it all~ slowly~.

And Then, ofc, Mads Mikkelsen, gue tidak ingat when exactly I started to crushing him, Hannibal was the series that introduce me to him, watched plenty movies because HE IS in there. So I guess I just liked him solely because he is Mads. I like he's don't care attitude, kaya gw kerja ya kerja aja gtt, he's not hesitating when voicing his thoughts, I'm not good at reading people, but I know when someone being genuine. And he is. Point more karena Nanami Kento suspiciously based on him, I liked him more. Ikr, I'm so biased.

Last but not least, Jackson Wang, he's my little meow2 (((akhirnya gw pake juga ini))), I LOVE HIM SO MUCH, he is soft, funny, genuine, talented, one of a kind. Selain musik2 nya dia masuk ke telinga ini, suaranya beuh pas dia nyanyi, membuat dada ini bergetar, dalam sedalamnya. At times I thought I had eargasm when hearing him talk.

#writing challenge #30 days challenge #celebrity crushes

[hannigram-trash]

I literally rewatched the show for this post and I don’t regret it. 

#I tried to find the important moments for Hannibal #which actually means every moment with Will but u know #hannigram #hannibal lecter #will graham #hannibal nbc #hannibal #nbc hannibal #fannibals #bryan fuller #mads mikkelsen #hugh dancy #hannibal fandom #dr hannibal lecter #dr lecter #hannibal the cannibal #hannibal x will #will x hannibal #I have an exam tomorrow but ofc Hannibal is more important #crying #mine #my ss #it's beautiful

[meganlpie]

What's one book (other than your favorite) that you can read over and over again? How about full fics(like OCs)? I'm looking for more things to read.

Hi there! One book that I just recently finished for the 4th...or maybe 5th time is called "Insignia". It was written by our very own @averil-of-fairlea and is ducking fantastic! I'm not sure where to find it now as it's not available on Amazon any longer, last I checked.

As for full OC fics, I love a fic called "We Three Kings". You can find it on Wattpad by Polkadottedgiraffe11. It's a Volturi Kings x OFC story that is phenomenal! Don't read if you're not okay with Bella bashing though.

If you're looking for reader insert fics, I recommend "Beautiful and Damned" by @dreamwritesimagines it's so wonderful! It's a Geralt of Rivia x princess!reader fic.

Or, if you're looking for an AU, you should read "Masquerade at Midnight" by @dragon-baron I'm still reading it and I adore it! It's a Vampire!AU with Mads Mikkelsen, Ben Barnes, Oscar Isaac, just to name a few. This is a gender neutral reader

All of these are definitely worth a read....or ten. I hope this answers your question!

#meg answers #recommendations

[vampyre666-archive]

I dare u to do all of these!!

☝ - How tall are you?

5′4″-5′6″?? idk really✔ - Sexual Orientation

Panromantic asexual if we’re getting into the specifics. gay if we’re not🚬 - Do you Smoke?

no bitch im 15

🍷 - Do you Drink?

nah again am 15

♒ - Do you Take Drugs?

bitch do i look like?? asdfhgas am 15!!

😳 - Age you get mistaken for?

like 10 ahsfdhga💉 - Have Tattoos?

no…✏️ - Want any tattoos?

yeah!!! i dont know any specifics but i want one or two

✂️ - Got any Piercings?

nah ✌ - Want any piercings?

yeah i do!! theyre called like a  double ear peircing or smtn?? idk 👌 - Best friend?

all of my mutuals 💖💖💖♥ - Do you like anyone?

like, as in a crush??? rn it’s only michael myers afsdjagsd🎤 - Top 5 favorite bands?

mother mother, tally hall,the red paintings, gorillaz and ghinzu🎶 - Top 5 favorite songs?

Ibeyi - River, chris garneau - love zombies, tally hall - fate of the stars, mother mother - Born in a flash and Ghinzu - dragster wave!!!

😒 - Biggest pet peeve?

being asked a lot of questions ahsfdgs (ofc i dont mean like this,, i’m talking about having to explain every single thing i do)📝 - Story from your childhood.

I once naruto ran into my couch and broke my nose lmao💬 - I wish…

I wish I could be stronger, to protect my siblings.‼️ - Something you’ll change?

How pathetic i feel hopefully…💦 - What makes you horny?

uhhh bitch??? masks i guess ashfdgahsd🌟 - A wish you’ll wish for?

The ability to shapeshift???🔥 - Something spicy you like?

jalapenos?? i dont like the texture but the taste is muy bien👃 You hate the smell of ….

incense, sage and things that spell very strongly or chemically??👊 - Something you hate?

people who can’t mind their own fucking business :) (dont worry this is about my parents adgajhsd)🚶 - Are you single?

Single as a stick baybe!! I’m just lookin’ for someone to love,,,💬 - Can we text?

I prefer to talk on like discord or tumblr message bc i dont want to have to worry about my parents finding out that i’m talking to people online💌 - Fan mail me?

Idk who you are but i love you boo 😘😘 you’re prob the best person ever so!!💍 - Marry me?

*gets down on one knee* yes babe i will marry you!! ( this makes no sense but agsfdasdj)💘 - Be my tumblr crush?

anything for you 😘😘😘💭 - Favorite foods?

Pizza!! and bottlecaps and anything cruncky!!☀ - Story about your day.

actually a pretty bad day but :))) its okay!!💘 - Top 5 celebrity crushes?

Mads Mikkelsen, Jeff Goldblum, Christian Slater, Rami Malek and Winona Ryder!!🎥 - Top 5 favorite movies?

Halloween (1978), halloween 4, They’re watching,Verónica and The nightmare before christmas!!📺 - Top 5 favorite TV shows? 

Criminal minds, The blacklist, Law and order: special victims unit, Hannibal and The x flies✏ - Random fact about yourself.

Im g a y ✈️ - Where are you from?

The U S of A babey!!!🚀 - Where do you wanna visit?

Japan, germany, new york and texas !!

😍 - Do you have a crush? 

Yeah and it’s Michael myers, unfortunately…😷 - Something you hate eating?

Tomatoes!! and lettuce!! gross and bad🙈 - What makes you shy?

Being complimented!! i love ya’ll i just get super red super quick  :)💃 - Can you dance?

No!! i cant. thanks :)💏 - Do you love anyone?

I love a Lot of people. 👟 - Favorite shoe(s) to wear?

My high top converse babey!!🌴 - A island you would visit?

Hawaii🌎 - A country you would visit?

Japan!! germany!! 🌀 - Favorite type of weather?

Cold but not too cold🔮 - Do you believe in luck?

Sometimes, when i’m lucky!!! (get it????)📱 - What kinda phone do you have?

idk what it is Exactly but its an old ass android!!📅 - Favorite time of the year?

Winter and fall!!📚 - Career goal you want?

i dont even know man🍴 - Favorite food(s) to eat?

Anything cruncky!!!🍭 - Favorite Candy?

Bottle caps, peanut m&ms🍇 - Favorite fruits?

Apple?? idk im not very fond of them afshgdhasd🚘 - Dream car(s)?

a 1965 black ford mustang!!🚔 - Have you ever been arrested?

nah am good boy 🚑 - Have you ever driven in an ambulance before?

yeah i have when i was like 5?? i had some weird cough thing that made me not breath so,,🎫 - Do you have a license?

no i dont🚼 - Do you have or want kids?

I have an extreme fear of becoming like my parent’s so its fair to say that i dont want them!! 🔞 - Are you under 18?

Yeah babe i’m 15!!🐶 - Do you own a pet?

No :(( i want them so much asgfdjh😔 - Something that makes you sad?

that there are people out there that genuinely think that it’s their kids fault that they hit em😡 - What pisses you off?

Abusers😏 - What turns you on?

Masks :))😈 - Are you a freak?

I mean, i’m a bit strange, perhaps downright weird sometimes, but a freak?? i think that’s going to far.💪 - Do you work out?

Nah :(

Thank you for the ask!!

#this took me so long im #sgfdasjhd #leo answers #thanks you btw!! #it was fun

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Sequel to: ASCENT - Defying Desire (ODD WOMEN Series) a 3AM update - SIX

A/N: Some dry humor, surprising revelations, and a deeper look into Henry's manipulative and tactical nature. 

Face Claim Cast:

Auryn Sorenson - Matthias Shoenaerts (A/N: I actually chose him to play the younger brother because he bears a resemblance to Mads)

Defying Desire

SIX

"So you were professionally-zoned," Charles remarks, unable to contain his frustration as he brings up Sage, his father's recent date that he met a week ago when he dropped by their old home.

Kieran's face reddens slightly as he tries to find the right words. "Well... you see, I couldn't just let that app slip through my fingers, and I..."

Vi interrupts with an exasperated sigh, her voice filled with both seriousness and humor. "Da, seriously? You couldn't resist talking business with someone you were interested in? You should have been whispering sweet nothings, not analyzing profit margins!"

Auryn, trying to make sense of the situation, raises an eyebrow and looks at his older brother. "Wait, hold on. Are you telling me you actually started dating someone? And this is how it went down?"

Vi, still frustrated with her father's tendency to mix business with romance, seizes the opportunity to remind him of a past dating blunder. Her voice carries a mischievous tone as she says, "And what about Ms. Ingrid Hawkes, Da? Remember how you let her slip through your fingers? It was the same story. Instead of wooing her, you were too busy talking shop. You've got a thing for these clever, capable women, but can't seem to close the deal!"

The table erupts into laughter, the tension dissipating with each chuckle. Kieran, his face still slightly flushed, joins in the mirth, realizing the comical predicament he found himself in.

Vi's voice turned serious, "Da, I have to wonder, are you intentionally seeking out girlfriends who have a tendency to shoot you? Is it some sort of bizarre criteria you have for a successful relationship? 'Must be capable of wielding a firearm and willing to use it if things go wrong.' Is that what you're looking for?" She paused for a moment, "Maybe you should consider revising your dating checklist, just a thought."

Charles and Auryn erupted into laughter, their shoulders shaking as they recalled the infamous incident of Kieran getting shot during his time as the Section Chief at an government intelligence agency. While it had been a frightening and serious ordeal back then, the passage of time had allowed the family to find humor in the situation. Now, they couldn't resist teasing Kieran about it, sharing exaggerated versions of the story and playfully imitating his shocked expression. It had become a lighthearted inside joke within the family.

Kieran raised an eyebrow, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Well, Vi, I suppose I have a unique taste in women. After all, nothing says 'relationship material' like someone who's willing to shoot me in the name of love." He shrugged, a wry smile playing on his lips.

Vi raised an eyebrow, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Dad, I think it's time you give up on finding a girlfriend who's like your ex. Let's aim for someone who designs beautiful things instead of designing dangerous missions. Trust me, it'll save us from any unexpected explosions during family dinners," she quipped, earning a round of laughter from her brother and uncle.

Kieran chuckled, shaking his head in amusement. "Vi, my darling, I've had my Let's just say I've learned my lesson. From now on, I'm on the lookout for someone who is more 'designer dress' than 'secret agent attire.' No more bullets, just beauty!" He grinned, adding a wink for dramatic effect.

The family burst into laughter, their amusement echoing through the restaurant. Vi couldn't help but roll her eyes playfully at her father's quip. Charles erupted into uncontrollable giggles, almost causing him to spill his drink. Even Auryn, typically composed, couldn't help but chuckle and shake his head

Charles chimed in with a mischievous grin. "Hey, Da, don't give up just yet, You can still break free from the professional-zone. Take her on a romantic date, show her a side of you that's not all business. It's time to switch gears and make your move!"

Auryn, with his dark blond hair catching the light, leaned forward inquisitively. "So, Kieran, spill the beans. What's the deal with this app and the woman you're into? I'm dying to know what's got you so hooked."

Charles, always tech-savvy, grabbed his phone and began furiously typing. "Alright, let me do some detective work here. Give me a sec... Ah, got it!" He paused for a moment, his eyes widening in recognition. "Hold on a second. This is that community app everyone's been raving about, right? It's got a huge following and people seem to love it."

The rest of the family leaned in, their curiosity getting the better of them. They exchanged glances, excitement brewing as they realized the significance of the app and its connection to Kieran's romantic interest. The conversation veered off into a lively discussion about the app's practicality and the woman who brought it to life.

Auryn's curiosity got the better of him, and he couldn't help but ask, "Hey, Kieran, do you have a picture of her? I'm dying to see what she looks like."

Kieran shrugged, a sheepish smile spreading across his face. "Actually, I don't have a picture of her. We've been so engrossed in conversations and getting to know each other that we haven't really taken any pictures together."

Auryn's eyes widened in disbelief. "Wait, you're interested in her, and you don't even have a picture? How can you not have a picture, Kieran? That's like, the first thing you do!"

Vi chimed in, playfully scolding her father. "Honestly, Da, I thought you were better than this. How can you be interested in someone and not have a single picture to show? You're slacking, my friend."

Meanwhile, Charles, ever the resourceful one, simply tapped away on his phone, his fingers dancing across the screen. "No worries, guys. I've got this. Let me just work my magic and find out everything there is to know about her."

As Charles delved deeper into his online search, his eyes widened with excitement. He discovered Sage's designer profile, showcasing an artsy black and white photo of her. The image portrayed her beauty and creativity in an enchanting way. Without wasting a second, Charles eagerly showed the photo to his sister and uncle.

Vi's jaw dropped in awe as she admired Sage's stunning image. "Wow, she's gorgeous! Da, you really know how to pick 'em!"

Auryn, on the other hand, had a different reaction. His eyes widened in surprise as he recognized Sage. "Wait! That's Sage Lennox," he exclaimed, unable to contain his astonishment.

Kieran looked at his younger brother in confusion. "How do you know her, Auryn?"

Auryn's eyes widen, and he fumbles for words before finally admitting, "Well, we actually had a certificate class together at UAL." His voice trails off, and there's a hint of nostalgia in his tone, suggesting a deeper connection.

Vi, sensing her uncle's hidden feelings, grins mischievously. "Oh, Uncle Auryn had a secret crush, didn't you?"

Auryn's cheeks turn a shade of pink as he tries to deflect the attention. "It was just a passing fancy. We were both focused on our studies, and nothing more."

But his frustration quickly surfaces, and he adds with a hint of annoyance, "Although, I have to say, it was frustrating to see how Sage was being treated back then. I witnessed a few heated arguments between her and that Henry Havel,” (A/N: I actually changed their surnames a bit)

Vi, always quick to pick up on the dynamics, teases him with a mischievous smile. "Oh, Uncle Auryn, your jealousy is showing!"

Charles, intrigued by the mention of Henry Havel, asks curiously, "Who is this Henry Havel?"  His tone carries a hint of skepticism  "What does this man even have that would make a beautiful woman like Sage put up with him?"

Kieran, being a non-executive director at the same company Henry works in, answers with a knowing smile. "Henry Havel is one of the executive directors for Havel Group, a conglomerate in the industry. I've crossed paths with him a few times during my work there. He is actually from the branch family of the Havels. While his grandfather founded Havel Group, he is not the heir to the conglomerate. But he holds a significant position as an executive director in the company."  Charles raises an eyebrow, his curiosity piqued. "So, he's not the main heir, but he still has influence within the family business. I wonder what qualities or connections he possesses to capture Sage's attention."

Kieran, who is familiar with Henry's reputation, chuckles and nudges his son playfully. "Well, Henry is a capable guy, but why don't you go find out for yourself? Look up Henry Havel and see what you can dig up. I have a feeling you might be surprised."

Vi, unable to resist her curiosity, leans over to take a peek at the screen. However, instead of a mischievous grin, her expression softens with a hint of sadness. "Yep, he looks like trouble! No wonder Sage fell for him."

As Vi's words hang in the air, Auryn's eyes narrow slightly, and a trace of jealousy tugs at his heart. He clears his throat, trying to mask his emotions. "Well, I'm sure Sage saw something in him that others didn't. People can be drawn to different qualities, after all.

Kieran, adds. "It's not uncommon for people to be attracted to charm and charisma, my dear. Unfortunately, Henry is a looker too. The good news is, she is no longer in that relationship" Auryn nods sadly, agreeing with what his brother said. "Yes, and you just had to be the one to capture her attention. I can't believe you let her slip away." scolding his brother.

Vi notices her uncle's wistful look and pokes him playfully. "Oh, come on, Uncle Auryn! You're an award-winning designer with those gorgeous blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. You've got your own set of qualities that can make hearts flutter."

Charles joins in, teasingly nudging his uncle. "That's right, Uncle. Don't underestimate yourself. You're quite the catch."

Auryn looks at his nieces and nephew, a mix of amusement and mock seriousness on his face. " Are you suggesting that I should become your father's arch-nemesis in matters of the heart?  But sorry, my dear ones, I prefer to maintain my position as the beloved and oh-so-cool uncle.”

Kieran joins in the teasing with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Oh, Auryn, don't worry. I'm not threatened by you becoming my romantic rival. I think I can handle a little friendly competition."

Auryn chuckles, shaking his head. "You're quite confident, aren't you? But remember, if you don't make a move to win her back soon, I’ll really go after her myself”

Vi and Charles exchange mischievous glances, sensing the playful rivalry between their father and uncle. They raise their fists in the air and cheer, "Fight, fight, fight! Da vs Uncle!!"

Auryn raises an eyebrow, feigning offense. He rolls his eyes at their antics but can't help but smile. "Alright, alright, settle down, you two. Let's not turn this into a full-blown competition. I was just teasing your father." "

Kieran joins in the banter, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "Indeed, let the best man win, may the odds be ever in your favor, Auryn."

Auryn raises an eyebrow, his expression a mix of disbelief and amusement. "You too, Kieran? Seriously? I can't believe I'm being challenged by my own brother. This is getting out of hand."

Auryn's initial surprise quickly turns into laughter as he joins his brother Kieran in their shared amusement. They both chuckle, their laughter echoing in the room.

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Henry sat in his private office, engrossed in the stack of documents spread out on his desk. The room was filled with an air of focused determination as he meticulously reviewed each page. Suddenly, he sensed a presence and looked up, finding his secretary standing in the doorway.

The secretary, a young woman with a professional demeanor, couldn't help but steal a quick glance at Henry. His striking looks and undeniable charm were hard to ignore. Henry, accustomed to the effect he had on people, simply offered her a polite smile before returning his attention to the documents.  Despite his reputation as a charmer, when it came to work, Henry made sure to maintain a focused and professional environment.

Unfazed by his good looks, the secretary maintained her composure and approached Henry's desk. She held a file in her hands, ready to assist him with any tasks he required. Her admiration for his appearance didn't overshadow her focus on her job.

Henry looked up, meeting her gaze, and nodded appreciatively. "Thank you, Lydia. Please place those documents on my desk. I'll review them shortly."

Lydia, displaying a level of professionalism that matched her poise, smoothly placed the file on Henry's desk. She stood confidently, ready to address any further instructions or inquiries.

As Henry skimmed through the documents, his eyes widened with surprise. Among the papers, he noticed a file bearing the logo of Sage's app. Memories of their past and the recent encounter with Sage and Kieran resurfaced in his mind. “Lydia? can you tell me more about this?”

Lydia, maintaining her professional demeanor, nodded and spoke in a composed tone. "Certainly, Mr. Havel. The app in question has been recently acquired by one of our non-executive directors, Kieran Sorenson. He saw potential in it and decided to make the acquisition for his own company."

A week ago, outside the lounge bar, Henry had caught sight of Sage and Kieran together, their easy camaraderie and connection evident. It had stirred a mix of surprise, jealousy, and regret within him. Now, with the knowledge that Kieran had acquired Sage's app, a sense of rivalry ignited within Henry.

The knowledge that Kieran had acquired Sage's app further intensified Henry's drive to prove himself superior, both in business and in matters of the heart. He couldn't let Kieran's success with the app go unchallenged.

Realizing the importance of the matter, Henry knew he had to bring it to the attention of the board. With a cold smile, Henry looked up at Lydia. "Lydia, inform me immediately when the next board meeting is scheduled. I have an important matter to discuss with the directors."

Lydia, sensing the shift in Henry's demeanor, nodded briskly. "Of course, Mr. Henry. I will ensure you are promptly informed of the board meeting arrangements."

With a calculated glint in his eyes, Henry turned his attention back to the file. He would seize this opportunity to outmaneuver Kieran and bring the app into the hands of Havel Group.  He saw the acquisition of the app as a strategic move to bring Sage back into his life. With careful planning, he intended to smoothly transition the app to Havel Group, using the opportunity to reconnect with Sage on both professional and personal levels. Henry's calculated approach as an executive director would allow him to leverage his charm and unwavering pursuit, ensuring a chance to rewrite their story together.

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Kieran, dressed in a sharp dark blue suit, entered the meeting room with a file in hand. As he stepped inside, he found the executives and directors engaged in casual conversation, setting a relaxed atmosphere before the formal meeting.

With a friendly smile, Kieran greeted his colleagues one by one, exchanging pleasantries and brief updates. The room buzzed with anticipation, knowing that an important discussion was about to take place.

"Good morning, everyone," Kieran said, his voice carrying a confident yet warm tone. "I hope you all had a productive morning so far." 

The executives reciprocated the greeting, some nodding in acknowledgment, while others engaged in small talk.

As the room quieted down, Simon, the esteemed leader of the Havel Group, stood up and addressed the gathered executives.

"Good morning, everyone," Simon began, his voice carrying authority and respect. "Today, we have an important topic to discuss: the recent acquisition made by our non-executive director, Kieran Sorenson."

All eyes turned to Kieran, who sat confidently, ready to present his case.

Simon continued, "Kieran, we appreciate your entrepreneurial endeavors and your role as a non-executive director. While this acquisition was made for your own company, it is important for us to understand the nature of the app and its potential impact on the market."

Kieran nodded, understanding the purpose of the meeting and the need to provide transparency regarding the app acquisition. He took a moment to collect his thoughts and then began to present a comprehensive overview of the app, highlighting its potential benefits, market opportunities, and how it could contribute to the growth of his own company.

As Kieran spoke, Henry, with a calculated glint in his eyes, listened intently. He saw the potential of the app as not just a standalone venture but as a means to undermine Kieran and regain his connection with Sage, his ex-girlfriend and the app's designer.

With every passing slide, Henry's mind raced, devising a plan to outmaneuver Kieran and bring the app into the hands of Havel Group. He saw the acquisition of the app as a strategic move to assert dominance and challenge Kieran.

Henry, leaned back in his chair, a subtle smile playing on his lips. As Kieran confidently presented the app's features and market potential, Henry's mind raced with thoughts of how he could undermine his rival.

"Thank you, Kieran, for the overview. It's evident that your acquisition holds promise," Henry began, his tone calculated and deliberate. "However, I couldn't help but notice the striking resemblance between your app's features and our own successful online retail division."

An undercurrent of concern rippled through the room as Henry continued, pointing out the potential conflicts of interest that such an acquisition might bring. He emphasized the importance of safeguarding their existing operations and partnerships.

Kieran maintained his composure, though a flicker of worry crossed his eyes. He understood that Henry had a valid point.

Undeterred, Henry pressed on, his voice carrying an air of authority. "Before making any decisions, I propose that we thoroughly evaluate the strategic alignment and potential synergies. We must prioritize the growth and stability of the Havel Group above all else."

The board members exchanged wary glances, recognizing the weight of Henry's words. His calculated attack had successfully cast a shadow of doubt over Kieran's acquisition.

With a self-satisfied expression, Henry leaned forward, locking eyes with Kieran. "I trust that you understand the implications of your decision, Kieran. It is imperative that we proceed with caution and prioritize the best interests of the Havel Group."

Kieran, determined to address Henry's concerns, responded with measured words. "Henry, I understand your perspective, but let me clarify that the app is not a direct competition to our online retail division. It functions as a community platform, enabling individuals to sell their used items, offer services, and connect with potential buyers. It fosters a sense of community and facilitates peer-to-peer transactions."

Henry's confidence remained unwavering. "Kieran, I acknowledge your perspective, but let's not underestimate the impact this app can have on our online retail division. While it may not be a direct competitor, it still poses a threat. People turning to this app for buying and selling their used items means they won't be turning to our online platform."

Kieran held his ground, recognizing the need to defend his position. "Henry, we have an opportunity here to tap into a different market segment. This app is about community engagement and convenience. It can bring new customers and work alongside our existing operations."

Henry leaned back in his chair, skepticism etched on his face. "I appreciate your optimism, Kieran, but let's not overlook the potential risks. We must consider the possibility of resource diversion, customer overlap, and the need to allocate our efforts wisely."

Taking a deep breath, Kieran sought common ground. "Henry, I propose that we conduct a thorough analysis of the app's potential impact and explore ways to collaborate rather than compete. We can establish guidelines to ensure a mutually beneficial relationship between the app and our online retail division."

Henry listened intently, his mind already devising a cunning plan. Leaning forward, he sported a calculated smile on his lips.

"Kieran, I understand the potential value of this app, and I appreciate your entrepreneurial spirit," Henry began, his tone measured. "Instead of viewing this as a competition, why don't we explore a partnership? Havel Group has the resources, market reach, and expertise to help scale this app to new heights."

Kieran raised an eyebrow, intrigued by Henry's proposition. "A partnership? How would that work?"

Henry glanced at Simon, his elder brother and the leader of the Havel Group, who had been quietly observing the discussion. Sensing the strategic potential in Henry's suggestion, Simon spoke up.

"Kieran, Henry's proposal is worth considering," Simon interjected, his voice carrying a weight of authority. "The collaboration between our companies could lead to a synergy where the app can thrive while aligning with our broader business objectives."

Kieran turned his attention to Simon, his curiosity piqued. "Simon, I appreciate your perspective. But how can we ensure that the app's unique community-focused approach remains intact within the partnership?"

Simon nodded, understanding Kieran's concerns. "Kieran, we value the app's core values and its connection with its user base. We can establish a joint committee consisting of representatives from both our companies to oversee the partnership. This committee will work together to define and safeguard the app's unique identity while leveraging the resources and expertise that Havel Group brings to the table."

Kieran contemplated the proposal, weighing the potential benefits against his initial reservations. "If we can find common ground and maintain the app's integrity, then a partnership could be a viable path forward."

Simon extended his hand towards Kieran, signifying their agreement. "Let's explore this further, Kieran. I believe there is immense potential in joining forces and charting a new course together."

As Kieran shook Simon's hand, Henry observed with a mixture of satisfaction and anticipation. The board's support for his proposition indicated that his calculated approach was paying off. The path to a strategic partnership was now open, and Henry's plan to bring the app into the hands of Havel Group and reconnect with Sage seemed within reach.

A/N:  In this chapter, we witness the extent of Henry's capabilities and cunning nature as he strategically navigates the boardroom discussion and manipulates the situation to his advantage. Do share your thoughts and opinions on Henry's character and actions. Do you find his tactics impressive, or do they border on the line of being creepy or obsessive? Let us know your perspective in the comments below. Enjoy the chapter, and I'll be making some minor edits for clarity and flow.

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Sequel to: ASCENT - Defying Desire (ODD WOMEN Series) a 3AM update - FIVE

A/N: Well, I’ve got some ideas, so... why not? Well, here we are with a chapter that delves into the backgrounds of our characters, Kieran and Sage. It's an opportunity for us to get to know them better. Oh, and a quick spoiler alert for those who have read "DARK KNIGHT" - keep an eye out for a familiar moment when you reach that part in the story. Enjoy the chapter! Defying Desire

FIVE

Sage paced back and forth in her living room, her mind consumed with regret. The events of the evening replayed in her thoughts, and she couldn't shake off the feeling that she had made a mistake. She had let fear and uncertainty guide her actions, and now she found herself questioning her choices.

As her mind raced, a flashback took her back to the night she had spent with Kieran. They had shared a delightful evening together, filled with laughter, genuine conversation, and a connection that seemed to grow stronger with each passing moment. But when the night drew to a close, Kieran had made it clear that he wanted to date her, not rush into a physical relationship.

Sage, being the self-doubting person she was, had let her insecurities take hold. She didn't want Kieran to see her vulnerabilities, to witness her true self. And so, with a mix of cowardice and misguided intentions, she had asked Kieran's driver to drop her off in front of a townhouse a few blocks away from her actual home.

In her heart, she knew it was a foolish decision. Why had she pretended that her home was closer than it actually was? Perhaps it was her fear of being seen for who she truly was, her fear of letting someone into her life and revealing her flaws. She hadn't even given Kieran her business card or phone number, only her name.

Now, in the solitude of her home, regret gnawed at her. She realized that she might have missed an opportunity to let someone in, to explore a potential connection with a remarkable man like Kieran. The weight of her decision settled heavily upon her shoulders, and she couldn't help but wonder what could have been if she had been braver, more open to the possibilities.

But then Sage's thoughts took a sharp turn, and she couldn't help but entertain a different perspective. She reminded herself of the similarities between Kieran and some of her previous partners. They had all started off nice and charming, just like Kieran. They had charmed her, made her feel special, and convinced her to let her guard down. But as soon as they had her wrapped around their finger, things had changed.

They had taken advantage of her, using her issues against her and blaming her for their own shortcomings. Sage had endured enough heartache and pain, and she couldn't bear the thought of going through it all over again.

"No," she said defiantly, shaking her head. "I've had my fair share of manipulative men. I won't let Kieran be another one. I refuse to let myself be hurt again."

With newfound conviction, Sage made a promise to herself. She would no longer allow herself to be fooled by superficial charm or fall into the same patterns of toxic relationships. She was stronger now, more aware of her own worth, and she wouldn't settle for anything less than genuine love and respect.

As she walked through her living room, a sense of empowerment washed over her. She realized that she didn't need a man to complete her. She had her own strength, her own dreams, and her own happiness to pursue.  However, now she faced a new predicament: how to avoid Kieran?

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On Thursday night, Sage walked into her favorite lounge bar, relieved to see that Kieran wasn't there. She had made a mental note of the days when he usually frequented the place, trying her best to avoid any chance encounters. With a friendly smile, she greeted the bartender and ordered her usual drink along with some delectable canapés. It was a small victory, knowing she could enjoy her evening without the presence of the intriguing but potentially complicated Kieran.

Tonight, Sage had no intention of indulging in flirtatious encounters with handsome strangers. She had opted for a more understated yet elegant look, wearing a black maxi dress adorned with subtle gold jewelry. Her attire was tasteful and presentable, but it lacked the sultriness of the outfit she had worn on the day she made her bold move on Kieran. She was determined to enjoy a quiet and uneventful evening, savoring her drink and canapés in peace.

Tonight, she had no plans of flirting with handsome strangers, so she was dressed in a black maxi dress and gold jewelry. It was tasteful and presentable, exuding an air of sophistication rather than sultriness, unlike the outfit she had worn on the day she made her move on Kieran.

Sage made her way to the lounge bar and greeted the bartender, Finn. He flashed her a friendly smile as he prepared her usual drink and canapés.

"So, Sage, how did your date with Kieran go?" Finn asked curiously, his eyes twinkling with intrigue.

Sage sighed, a hint of regret in her voice. "Oh, Finn, I was a coward. I ran away."

Finn raised an eyebrow, genuinely interested. "Why on earth would you do that?"

Sage took a moment to collect her thoughts. "I don't know, Finn. It's complicated. I let my fears and insecurities get the best of me. I didn't want to let someone in, only to get hurt again."

Finn nodded empathetically, understanding the struggle all too well. "Sometimes, self-preservation kicks in, and it's hard to let down those walls. But who knows, Sage? Maybe you'll have another chance with him."

Sage chuckled softly, a tinge of skepticism in her voice. "I highly doubt it. I think I may have missed my chance. Besides, I'm not sure I'm ready to navigate those waters again."

Finn leaned against the bar, a thoughtful expression on his face. "Well, you never know what life has in store for you. Maybe fate will intervene and give you a second shot."

Sage smiled appreciatively at Finn's words. "Maybe, Finn. Maybe." 

Just as Finn finished speaking, his smile grew wide, and he pointed discreetly behind Sage. "Like probably right now?!" 

Sage turned around, her eyes widening in surprise. There, behind her, was Kieran, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. He sits down next to her, not breaking eye contact. 

Kieran's eyes sparkled with amusement as he took a seat next to Sage. "Well, well, well, if it isn't the elusive Sage Lennox who disappeared into thin air after our incredible evening together. I must say, I didn't expect you to be a master of vanishing acts."

Sage's cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she tried to muster a retort. "I... I wasn't. I just... had something urgent to attend to."

Kieran raised an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced. "Urgent, huh? Is that what they call running away these days?"

Sage shifted uncomfortably in her seat, a sheepish smile forming on her lips. "I wouldn't call it running away, Kieran. More like a strategic retreat."

Kieran raised an eyebrow, feigning surprise. "Ah, a strategic retreat, you say? Care to enlighten me on the grand strategy behind that?"

Sage's cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she fidgeted with her drink. "I'm really sorry, Kieran. I didn't mean to run off like that. It was... um, cowardly of me."

Kieran's teasing smile softened into a gentle expression. "No need to apologize. We all have our moments of uncertainty. I hope I didn't give you the wrong impression."

Sage shook her head, her eyes filled with sincerity. "No, not at all. It's not about you. It's about me and my own fears. I didn't want to let anyone in too quickly."

“We all have our moments of uncertainty. But sometimes, taking a leap of faith can lead to something beautiful. I'd like to get to know the real you, if you're willing to give it a chance." He offers

Sage mustered up the courage to meet Kieran's gaze, her curiosity piqued. "And how exactly would you suggest we get to know each other better?"

"Well, Sage, I was thinking of inviting you to my residence. I have quite an impressive collection of books, art, sculptures, and other intriguing things I've gathered from my travels."

Sage couldn't resist the opportunity for a playful tease. She leaned in, a sly smile forming on her lips. "Oh, so you're finally trying to seduce me, huh? Inviting me over for a private tour, just the two of us?"

Kieran chuckled, catching on to her playful banter. "Oh, Sage, you have quite the imagination. I assure you, my invitation is simply for a chance to get to know you better and share some interesting experiences. No hidden agendas, I promise."

Sage's cheeks flushed slightly as she realized her assumption had taken a humorous turn. "Well, in that case, perhaps we can save the private tour for another day. You see, I happen to be in my period at the moment," she said, her voice laced with playful skepticism, "unless you happen to have a secret taste for the bloody, like Hannibal Lecter."

Kieran burst into laughter, finding her innuendo amusing. "Oh, Sage, you always know how to keep things interesting. But I assure you again, it's just a regular tour. No hidden agendas or secret tastes for the bloody."

Sage raised an eyebrow, not fully convinced. "Are you sure? Because I've seen enough movies to know that sometimes a 'regular tour' is just code for something else."

Kieran chuckled, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "I understand your concern, but I genuinely meant it as a chance for us to spend time together and get to know each other better. No ulterior motives, I promise."

Sage's playful skepticism started to fade, replaced by a growing curiosity. "Well, if you insist.”

Kieran's smile widened, a mischievous glint in his eyes. " And you know what, Sage? I happen to have an abundance of gelato at my place. My daughter left for a business trip and I'm left with all these tubs. So, if you decide to join me on the tour, I'll make sure to treat you to some indulgent gelato. It's the perfect remedy for any period-induced cravings."

Sage's eyes lit up, a playful smirk on her face. "Well, Kieran, how can a girl say no to gelato? Lead the way, and let's see if your claim lives up to the hype."

Sage smiled back at Finn, the bartender, appreciating his encouragement and support. With newfound confidence and a touch of excitement, she linked her arm with Kieran's, accepting his gallant gesture.

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As Kieran and Sage stepped outside the lounge bar, a cool evening breeze brushed against their faces. The sight of Sage and Kieran greeting his chauffeur, standing by the open door of a sleek black Rolls Royce, immediately caught the attention of Henry, Alex, and James, who happened to be walking along the street, and was out to after a long day at work, to unwind and grab a drink at their favorite pub.

 Henry's heart skipped a beat at the unexpected encounter. He hadn't expected to see her, especially not in the company of someone like Kieran.

Alex's eyes widened in recognition, and he exchanged a knowing glance with James. They both remembered seeing Sage and Kieran together at a posh restaurant just a week ago. The memory sparked a mischievous grin on their faces, as if they were privy to some hidden secret.

Henry's gaze fixated on Sage, a mixture of surprise and jealousy flickering in his eyes. He couldn't deny the pang of envy that washed over him as he observed the ease with which Kieran interacted with her. It was as if they were old friends, or perhaps even more.

Alex nudged Henry, a mischievous grin on his face. "Looks like our dear Sage has found herself quite the intriguing companion."

James placed a hand on Henry's shoulder, attempting to offer some comfort. "Mate, I know it stings, but try not to let it get to you. Sage has the right to move on, just like we do."

Henry shrugged off Alex's hand, his voice laced with bitterness. "Move on? Seems like she's found herself an upgrade, hasn't she?"

Alex let out a sigh, his tone tinged with disappointment. "Come on, Henry, don't be like that. You know Sage deserves happiness, just like anyone else. Let's not ruin our evening with jealousy. We're here to have a good time."

Henry let out a heavy sigh, a sense of regret weighing heavily on his heart. "I messed up, didn't I?”

Alex and James exchanged a knowing glance, their silence speaking volumes.

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As Kieran and Sage arrived at his home, Sage couldn't help but be in awe of the magnificent Georgian house that stood before her. The exterior exuded a timeless elegance, with its walls adorned in lush ivy vines, giving the impression of a residence steeped in history and charm. The ivy leaves danced gently in the breeze, creating a natural tapestry of green against the stone facade.

The windows of the house boasted flower boxes overflowing with vibrant blooms, adding a touch of color and cheerfulness to the already picturesque scene. Each window seemed to tell a story, as if the house itself had a secret to share.

A round driveway adorned the front, acting as a regal centerpiece to the property. The gravel crunching beneath their feet as they made their way towards the entrance, adding a sense of grandeur to their arrival.

The hedges lining the perimeter of the property were impeccably maintained, trimmed to perfection, showcasing the meticulous attention to detail that went into every aspect of Kieran's home. They formed a natural barrier, providing privacy and a sense of sanctuary from the outside world. 

As Sage's gaze wandered, she couldn't help but notice a Mercedes-Maybach parked on one side of the driveway, a symbol of luxury and refinement. And on the other side, a sleek Jaguar rested, hinting at the varied tastes and choices that Kieran had at his disposal.

The exterior of the house exuded warmth and a welcoming ambiance, with its elegant yet approachable aesthetics. It was a place that felt like home, a sanctuary away from the bustling world outside.

As Kieran opened the doors to his home, Sage was greeted by the sight of classical marbled floors that stretched out before her. The pristine white-paneled walls provided a clean canvas for the beautiful works of art that adorned them, each carefully framed and thoughtfully hung. The air was filled with a delicate fragrance from the fresh flowers that adorned various corners of the house, adding a touch of natural beauty to the already elegant space.

They entered the living room, and Sage couldn't help but notice the juxtaposition of styles that somehow harmonized perfectly. The couch, with its vibrant colors and intricate patterns, stood out boldly against the backdrop of the white-paneled walls. It was a nod to maximalism, an artful blending of different elements that created a vibrant and inviting space.

The room was adorned with shelves filled with books of various genres, a testament to Kieran's intellectual curiosity and love for knowledge. It was evident that literature and the pursuit of wisdom were valued in this household.

As she glanced at a stylish console table, her attention was captivated by a silver framed photograph of a stunning woman, exuding grace and elegance. It was clear that she was Kieran's late wife, a gentle reminder of the love that had once filled these walls. Next to it were pictures of his children, their smiling faces captured in moments of celebration and achievement. Graduation photos told stories of milestones reached and dreams realized.

However, what truly caught Sage's attention was the sight of a sword, encased in a glass display. Its presence spoke of a different chapter in Kieran's life. Her curiosity got the best of her, and she couldn't help but voice her inquiry.

"You were an officer?" Sage asked, her voice filled with intrigue and respect, recognizing the significance of the symbol before her.

Kieran's eyebrows lifted in surprise as Sage's knowledge of the sword's significance became apparent. "So you know what it means?"

Sage hesitated for a moment, her curiosity getting the better of her. "Yeah..." she replied, her voice trailing off slightly.

As her gaze shifted, Sage's eyes caught sight of another item displayed on the shelf—a distinguished medal adorned with the initials GCMG, denoting the highest honors. Realization struck her like a bolt of lightning. Kieran was not just an officer; he was an actual knight.

Her eyes widened in disbelief, and she turned to face him, her expression a mix of astonishment and amusement. "Do I address you as Sir?" she blurted out, unable to contain her incredulity.

Kieran chuckled, a twinkle of amusement in his eyes. "Well, you could if you really wanted to, but I must admit, it's not a title I insist upon in everyday conversation. Kieran will do just fine."

Sage let out a nervous laugh, feeling a touch out of her element. "Alright, Kieran it is. Just know that I'm in the presence of a distinguished knight here. Quite the surprise, I must say."

Sage crossed her arms, her curiosity getting the best of her. "So, Sir Kieran, what mighty service did you perform to earn such an esteemed title?"

Kieran feigned a modest expression, his eyes sparkling mischievously. "Ah, you see, it was quite the daring quest. I battled fierce dragons, rescued damsels in distress, and single-handedly brought peace to the land..."

Sage raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk on her lips. "Oh, really? And here I was thinking it had something to do with your charming wit and debonair personality."

 However, she couldn't resist the temptation to keep guessing, determined to unravel the mystery behind Kieran's esteemed accolades. "Alright, Sir Kieran, let me take another shot at it. Were you perhaps a diplomat? Traversing the globe, negotiating peace treaties and solving international conflicts?"

Kieran chuckled, shaking his head. "Close, but no, my dear. Though I must admit, the thought of me in diplomatic negotiations is quite amusing."

Undeterred, Sage continued her playful guessing. "Alright, how about this? Were you a secret agent, like James Bond or Johnny English, carrying out daring missions while maintaining your impeccable sense of style and humor?"

Kieran chuckled again, a hint of mischief in his eyes. "Maybe, maybe not... hmmm... neither”

Sage's eyes widened with excitement as another idea sparked in her mind. "Wait a minute... are you perhaps the 'M' of the spy world? The one who pulls the strings and sends agents on top-secret missions?"

Kieran burst into laughter, thoroughly amused by Sage's accurate guess. "Oh, I see where you're going with this. But enough about my past for now. Let's focus on the present. How about I get you a hot pack for your comfort and maybe some gelato or ice cream? I've got a feeling it'll make you feel better." but he swiftly changed the topic, avoiding direct confirmation.

As Sage's eyes widened in realization, she couldn't contain her excitement. She followed Kieran into the kitchen, her curiosity growing stronger by the second. She leaned against the kitchen counter, eager to uncover more about his mysterious past.

"Wait, MI5 or MI6?" she blurted out, unable to contain her enthusiasm. "Tell me, tell me, tell me!"

Kieran turned to face her, a playful glint in his eyes. He paused for a moment, savoring the anticipation he had built up. Then, with a smile, he finally revealed, "Worked with both...” 

Sage's eyes sparkled with a mixture of excitement and disbelief. "So you really are M?" she asked, unable to hide her astonishment.

Kieran let out a chuckle, his eyes twinkling mischievously. Ignoring her question, he turned his attention to the freezer, where an array of colorful gelato flavors awaited. He ran his fingers along the frosty glass, considering the options before him.

"Alright, Sage," he said, a playful tone in his voice. "Tell me, which gelato flavor tickles your fancy? We have pistachio, salted caramel, dark chocolate, and a special raspberry sorbet made with fresh fruits from the garden. Hmm... we also have matcha, mango, melon, vanilla, vanilla raspberry, mocha..."

Sage couldn't help but laugh at his diversion tactic, realizing he was purposefully avoiding giving a direct answer. "You're quite the master of evading questions, aren't you? But let's see... I think I'll go with the dark chocolate. Can't resist a good, rich chocolate indulgence."

Kieran nodded approvingly, his gaze lingering on Sage as if he found her choice particularly fitting. "Excellent choice," he remarked, a hint of satisfaction in his voice. "Dark chocolate it is, then."

As Kieran expertly scooped two generous portions of the velvety gelato, Sage couldn't help but be captivated by his effortless grace and the air of mystery that surrounded him. Even as he handed her the ice-cold dessert, he kept his secrets close, teasing her with glimpses of his intriguing past.

As they finished their gelato, Kieran gestured toward a set of double doors leading to his study. "Shall we continue our conversation in a more comfortable setting?" he suggested, a twinkle of anticipation in his eyes.

Sage nodded eagerly, intrigued by the prospect of exploring more of Kieran's world. They entered the study, and she couldn't help but be captivated by the room's ambiance. The same elegant style that permeated the living room carried through into the study, with white-paneled walls adorned with tasteful artwork and shelves filled with carefully curated books.

A plush couch adorned with an array of soft throw pillows invited them to sink into its embrace. Sage couldn't resist running her fingers along the luxurious fabric, appreciating the attention to detail that Kieran had put into every aspect of his home.

The study felt like a sanctuary, a place where ideas could be explored and dreams could take flight. It was a testament to Kieran's refined taste and his appreciation for beauty and knowledge.

They settled onto the couch, sinking into its comfort. Sage couldn't help but feel a sense of ease and intimacy in this space, as if the walls held the whispers of stories waiting to be told.

As Sage stepped further into the study, her eyes were drawn to another console table adorned with a new set of photographs. These pictures exuded an intimate and personal touch, showcasing cherished memories and tender moments.

Amongst the collection, she spotted more pictures of Kieran's children, their smiles capturing the essence of their shared laughter and affection. The images showcased the bond between siblings, the joy of family outings, and the milestones they had celebrated together. It was evident that family played a central role in Kieran's life.

But it was the small, framed portrait of his late wife that held Sage's gaze. The portrait, bathed in warm light, depicted a moment frozen in time—a loving smile, a gentle touch. It was a reminder of the deep connection they had shared, and the love that had shaped Kieran into the person he was today.

As Sage took in the sight, she felt a mix of reverence and admiration. These intimate photographs painted a more profound picture of Kieran's life and the profound impact his family had on him. They spoke of treasured moments, heartfelt memories, and the resilience of love in the face of loss.

Respecting the intimacy of these images, Sage allowed herself a moment of quiet reflection. She understood the weight of Kieran's past and the significance these photographs held in his heart. It served as a reminder of the complexities of human experiences and the stories that shaped them.

Sage took a moment to absorb the atmosphere of the study, enveloped in a sense of tranquility and comfort. She couldn't help but feel a certain reverence for the space that seemed to hold Kieran's most cherished memories.

"This place feels like a sanctuary," she remarked softly, her voice filled with appreciation. "I can understand why you wouldn't want to leave this room. It holds so much history and warmth."

Kieran smiled, his gaze sweeping across the room. "You're absolutely right," he replied, his voice tinged with nostalgia. "My children often say the same thing  whenever my they are around, they practically camp out in this study. It's become their favorite hangout spot," he said, his voice laced with affectionate humor.

"They claim it's because of the comfortable couch and the abundance of throw pillows," he continued, gesturing towards the inviting seating area. "But I suspect it's also because they know I keep a secret stash of their favorite snacks hidden in that drawer over there."

Sage laughed, delighted by the image of Kieran's children making themselves at home in his study. "So, it's not just the allure of your fascinating books and intriguing artifacts, but also the promise of tasty treats that draws them in?"

Kieran nodded, a mischievous grin on his face. "Exactly. I've come to realize that snacks hold a remarkable power of attraction, even in the midst of ancient manuscripts and treasured heirlooms."

They shared a lighthearted moment, their laughter filling the air and infusing the study with an even greater sense of warmth and familiarity. It was in these moments of playful banter that Sage discovered another layer of Kieran's charm, one that made her feel even more at ease in his presence.

For a moment, Sage's curiosity got the better of her, and she couldn't resist delving into Kieran's past. Her eyes wandered back to the console table where the picture of his late wife sat, a reminder of a love that had once been.

"You mentioned having an ex-girlfriend," she began, her voice filled with genuine curiosity. "Forgive me for prying, but... why 'ex'? I mean, look at you, Kieran. You're intelligent, intriguing, and, well, quite easy on the eyes."

Sage's curious remark about Kieran's ex-girlfriend caught his attention. He leaned back on the couch, wearing a mischievous smile, and prepared to share a story that held a hint of drama.

"Well, Sage," he began with a theatrical sigh, "let's just say that my ex-girlfriend had quite the unique way of expressing her affection. She decided to demonstrate her love by... shooting me."

Sage's eyes widened in disbelief as she tried to process his words. Her initial shock quickly turned into a mix of concern and amusement. Kieran couldn't help but chuckle at her reaction, fully aware of the absurdity of his statement.

"Now, now, don't worry," he reassured her, his voice filled with lightheartedness. "I managed to survive the encounter, although my heart might have skipped a beat or two at the time. It turns out she had a bit of a 'trigger-happy' approach to relationships."

He winked playfully at Sage, his eyes twinkling with mischief. The combination of humor and truth in his words created a unique dynamic that both surprised and intrigued her.

"But fear not," he continued, a hint of a smirk on his lips. "I'm well on my way to a full recovery—both physically and emotionally. And I've come to realize that not every woman is armed with a dangerous love like she was."

Sage couldn't help but burst into laughter at Kieran's outlandish explanation. "Shot you? Seriously, Kieran? Are you trying to pull my leg? That's one way to describe a crazy ex-girlfriend!"

Sage's disbelief transformed into a mix of shock and intrigue. She leaned in closer, her eyes fixed on Kieran. "Okay, I'll bite. How on earth did that happen?"

Kieran paused for a moment, as if reliving the memory. He then continued, his voice filled with a dramatic flair. "Well, one fateful evening, during an argument, she dramatically pulled out a water gun and declared, 'I'm about to make your heart wet with love!' Little did I know that she had secretly filled the water gun with ice-cold water."

Sage burst into laughter, unable to contain her amusement at Kieran's absurd and comical rendition of the story. "You're kidding, right? She shot you with a water gun?"

Kieran joined in her laughter, a twinkle of mischief in his eyes. "Well, Sage, let's just say it was a shocking breakup in more ways than one. I guess you could say our relationship was a bit... unconventional."

Sage shook her head, still chuckling. "Unconventional is one way to put it. I must admit, Kieran, you certainly know how to keep things interesting. You have a knack for attracting the wildest stories."

Kieran chuckled, a twinkle in his eyes. "Perhaps, but let's just say it was an experience that made me appreciate the simpler, less weapon-oriented side of relationships."

As their laughter subsided, the tension lifted, and Sage realized that Kieran's lighthearted response was his way of dealing with a past that held both pain and amusement. Deep down, he knew that the truth behind his ex-girlfriend's betrayal and the gunshot was far from funny, but he also understood that revealing the seriousness of the situation might dampen the lighthearted atmosphere between them. So, he decided to keep the details hidden, allowing Sage to believe it was all part of a humorous tale. 

In his mind, Kieran replayed the events that had unfolded with Q, his ex-girlfriend. The sense of betrayal and the dangerous confrontation still lingered, reminding him of the risks he had faced. It was a chapter of his life he had put behind him, but the scars, both physical and emotional, remained.

Kieran leaned forward, his eyes reflecting genuine curiosity. "So, Sage, how did you come to possess such knowledge about the world of espionage? Is it just a keen interest, or is there something more to it?"

Kieran's curiosity piqued as Sage hesitantly admitted, "Well, Kieran, my father... he was actually a part of the MI5."

Kieran's eyebrows shot up in surprise, his gaze fixed on Sage. "Really? Your father was in the MI5? That's quite impressive."

Sage paused for a moment, contemplating whether to share another detail. Finally, she continued, "And, well, one of my ex-boyfriends... he was from the SAS."

Kieran's eyes widened in surprise. "The SAS? That's quite something. You certainly have an interesting history with connections to the military and intelligence."

Sage chuckled, a mix of nostalgia and amusement in her voice. "Yes, interesting is one way to put it. Let's just say that relationship was quite intense. Almost had me jumping out of planes and scaling mountains, if you can believe it."

As Sage thought about the snippets of her past, she couldn't help but remember a particular ex-boyfriend who had been part of the SAS. The memories flooded back, tinged with a mixture of fondness and frustration. In her mind, she recalled how the relationship had been intense, almost resulting in an unexpected pregnancy, and ultimately ending abruptly when he grew weary of the commitment. It was reminiscent of her experience with Henry, another relationship that had left her feeling uncertain and hurt.

Kieran's keen perception picked up on the subtle hint in Sage's comment about her intense relationship with the ex-boyfriend from the SAS. He could sense that there was more to the story, that the relationship had been filled with tumult and emotional ups and downs.

A knowing smile played on Kieran's lips as he looked at Sage. "Ah, jumping out of planes and scaling mountains, huh? Sounds like quite the rollercoaster ride. I can only imagine the adventures and challenges you both must have faced."

As the study doors swung open, a man bearing a striking resemblance to Kieran entered, calling out to him. "Da! Da!" he exclaimed, clutching a box of ice cream in his hands. His voice carried a youthful energy that filled the room.

Kieran turned towards the entrance, a warm smile spreading across his face. "Ah, Charles, perfect timing!" he greeted his youngest son. "And yes, Sage, this is my youngest, Charles. Charles, meet Sage."

Charles beamed with excitement, his eyes lighting up as he looked at Sage. He quickly set the box of ice cream on a nearby table, his attention fully captured by the woman before him. "Woah! Hi, Sage! It's so great to meet you!"

Sage returned his greeting with a kind smile. "Hello, Charles. It's wonderful to meet you too."

Charles couldn't contain his happiness as he turned to his father. "Da, you never told me you were dating someone! This is amazing!"

Kieran chuckled, his eyes sparkling with affection for his son. "Well, Charles, it's still early days. Sage and I are just getting to know each other. But I'm glad you're happy about it."

Charles nodded eagerly, his enthusiasm bubbling over. "Oh, I'm more than happy! It's about time you found someone special, Da. And besides, I came to grab Vi's tub of ice cream before they expire. She won't be too pleased if they go to waste!"

Charles shifted slightly, a shy grin on his face. "Well, I'll leave you two to your... um, conversation. I actually have some work I need to finish, so I should head back home."

Kieran nodded, understanding his son's desire to give them some privacy. "Of course, Charles. We'll catch up later."

With a quick wave, Charles turned to leave the study, but before he disappeared through the doors, he turned back with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. "Oh, and Dad, I'll make sure to tell Vi the good news! She'll be thrilled."

Kieran chuckled, appreciating his son's support. "Thank you, Charles. I appreciate it."

Charles grinned mischievously and winked at Sage before turning to leave the study. "Have fun, you two! And Dad, remember, don't keep Sage waiting too long."

And with that, Charles bid them farewell and stepped out of the study, leaving Kieran and Sage in a moment of quiet connection.

As Charles left the study, Sage couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth and surprise at the interaction between Kieran and his son. She admired how Charles seemed genuinely happy for his father, even teasing him about sharing the news with Vi. It was clear that Kieran's children were supportive of their father's happiness.

Sage's admiration grew as she observed the loving and supportive relationship between Kieran and his children. The fact that he managed to balance his military career with being a dedicated single father surprised her, and she couldn't help but express her awe. "Kieran, it's truly remarkable how you handle your responsibilities as a single father alongside your previous demanding military work. Your children are so supportive of you, and it's inspiring to see the bond you share with them," she commented, her voice filled with genuine admiration.

Kieran acknowledged her comment with a nod. "Yes, we've had our fair share of ups and downs. Being a single parent while serving in the military has its challenges. But I've always done my best to be there for them, even during the toughest times. I'm grateful that my children have grown into amazing individuals who understand the sacrifices we've made as a family."

Kieran turned his attention to Sage, a curious glimmer in his eyes. "How about you, Sage? You know, it's fascinating how much you've gathered about me already. You've pieced together bits of my past, my work, and even the dramatic encounter with my ex-girlfriend. It's only fair that I get to know more about you in return." 

Sage chuckled, a playful gleam in her eyes. "Fair enough, Kieran. But be warned, my life may not be as thrilling as yours. No exes shooting me, I'm afraid." She leaned back against the couch, contemplating for a moment. "Well, Kieran, where do I begin?

 “What about your familial life? How was it growing up?" 

Sage couldn't help but let out a small chuckle, a hint of mischief in her eyes. "Ah, my familial life," she replied, her tone lighthearted yet honest. "Well, let's just say it was a rollercoaster ride of chaos and craziness. Terrible might be an understatement, but it was definitely... interesting."

Kieran raised an eyebrow, intrigued by her response. "Interesting, you say? Care to elaborate?"

Sage took a deep breath, her gaze fixed on the window as she mustered the courage to share her past. "Well, Kieran, my childhood was... let's just say it had its fair share of challenges. My parents had a unique way of expressing their love... through an unconventional language of insults and backhanded compliments. I became their favorite sparring partner, the recipient of their creative repertoire of verbal jabs."

A wry smile tugged at the corners of her lips, as if she was finding humor in the absurdity of it all. She chuckled softly, masking the deeper pain that lay beneath the surface. "I guess you could say I developed a thick skin and a quick wit as my defense mechanisms. I became fluent in the art of comebacks, a black belt in the martial art of sarcasm."

As she glanced up at Kieran, a flicker of vulnerability passed through her eyes, hinting at the emotional toll those words had taken on her.  Kieran nodded, his expression filled with understanding. He could sense the layers of complexity that lay beneath Sage's lighthearted words, and he appreciated her ability to find humor in hard situations. It was yet another aspect of her that made him feel drawn to her.

After a brief moment of reflection, Kieran decided to lighten the mood. A mischievous grin spread across his face as he leaned forward, his eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Well, Sage, it seems you've mastered the art of wit and comebacks. But tell me, what do you do now? How do you make a living in this crazy world?"

Sage's eyes lit up with excitement as she leaned in, ready to share her professional endeavors. "Ah, Kieran, prepare to be amazed! I am a designer, but not just any designer. I specialize in creating... wait for it... the most bizarre and outrageous inventions you can imagine!"

Kieran's eyebrows shot up in intrigue, a playful smile playing on his lips. "Bizarre and outrageous inventions? You have my full attention. Tell me more."

Sage chuckled, delighted by his enthusiasm. "Well, you see, I design things like self-peeling bananas, solar-powered umbrellas that also make you coffee, and even a talking toaster that gives motivational speeches every morning. It's all about combining the practical with the absurd, creating inventions that bring a smile to people's faces."

Kieran burst into laughter, picturing the comical scenarios and imagining a world filled with Sage's whimsical creations. "That is absolutely brilliant, Sage! I can only imagine the joy and laughter your inventions must bring to people's lives."

Sage beamed, grateful for Kieran's appreciation. "Thank you, Kieran. It's a joy to be able to blend my creativity with humor and make a living off patents, apps, and the occasional talking toaster. It's safe to say that my inventions have become a rather... unique source of passive income."

Sage couldn't help but chuckle at the thought of her outlandish inventions, but then she shifted to a more serious tone, wanting to share the true source of her success. "But in all seriousness, Kieran, my real breakthrough came when I developed a selling platform app. It caught the attention of a venture capitalist who saw its potential and decided to acquire it."

Kieran leaned in, his interest piqued. As an angel investor, he had a keen eye for promising ventures. "Really? That's impressive, Sage. It seems like you struck gold with that app. What happened next?"

A gleam of satisfaction appeared in Sage's eyes as she continued, "Well, let's just say that selling the app opened up a world of opportunities for me. Suddenly, I found myself living in a realm of luxury I never could have imagined before. But I didn't stop there. I still have my design patents, which turned out to be quite the cash cows, and a few more app ideas that have caught the attention of potential buyers."

Kieran's curiosity grew even more, his mind buzzing with possibilities. "You have more apps up your sleeve? That's fascinating, Sage. I'd love to hear more about them. Who knows, maybe we can explore some investment opportunities together."

Sage's face lit up with excitement, her eyes twinkling mischievously. "Oh, Kieran, you're in for a wild ride! I've got app ideas that will make people's jaws drop faster than a rollercoaster ride. We're talking about apps that can predict the future hairstyle trends, an app that delivers pizza directly into your dreams, and even an app that helps you find your lost socks!”

Kieran couldn't help but chuckle at Sage's infectious enthusiasm. "Lost socks, huh? Now that's a problem worth solving!”

Sage nodded, a playful grin spreading across her face. "Absolutely! I mean, who hasn't wondered where all those missing socks disappear to? With my app, you'll never have to face a mismatched sock day again!"

They both burst into laughter, their shared sense of humor creating a lighthearted bond between them.

A/N: Hello everyone! I sincerely hope you've been enjoying the story thus far. As we delve deeper into the narrative, I wanted to address a couple of things.

Firstly, there were some significant events involving Q and Kieran from ‘DARK NIGHT’ that were mentioned earlier in the story. Initially, I had planned to create an action-packed short to fully illustrate what happened. However, I found myself struggling to proceed with that approach. Instead, I decided to provide the necessary details and insights into their experiences through this chapter. Rest assured, even though they come from a different story, they belong to the same created universe.

Secondly, I want to acknowledge that there may be grammatical errors, redundancy, or repetitiveness within the text. I apologize for any such mistakes. I will be conducting a soft editing pass to rectify these issues and ensure a smoother reading experience.

Thank you all for your support and patience. Your feedback and enthusiasm are greatly appreciated. I hope you continue to enjoy the journey as the story unfolds.

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Sequel to: ASCENT - Defying Desire (ODD WOMEN Series) a 3AM update - FOUR

A/N: Hello, EVERYONE!!  I have an exciting revelation for those who have been following the stories.  Sage's journey intersects with the world of Ingrid Hawkes, where they exist in the same odd women universe. Not only that, but Sage and Ingrid are close friends, sharing a deep bond. As the plot unfolds, Sage will come to learn about Henry's past connection with Ingrid and the pain he caused her. Henry's character has much to learn and grow from in the upcoming chapters. On another note, we also introduce Kieran Sorensen from DARK KNIGHT, who resides in the same universe. However, at this point in time, Kieran has retired from his government agency life and is now a fascinating Angel-investor.  Face Claim Cast -  Kieran Sorensen - Mads Mikkelsen 

Defying Desire

FOUR

That night, Sage ventured out of her home, ready to banish Henry from her thoughts and find solace in her beloved lounge. This wasn't her first time going alone; the bar had become a sanctuary where she felt safe and understood.

As she entered the lounge, a sense of relief washed over Sage. The familiar surroundings embraced her, shielding her from the outside world. The staff, who had known her so well, greeted her with warm smiles, aware of her desire for solitude.

This is one of the particular lounge held a special place in Sage's heart. It was not only conveniently located, but it also provided a comforting atmosphere. The skilled bartenders knew her drink of choice without her needing to speak, and the carefully prepared canapes satisfied her cravings.

Surrounded by the soothing melodies and enchanting ambiance, Sage allowed herself to unwind. She cherished her own company, finding freedom in her solitude. The lounge walls seemed to whisper encouragement, urging her to let go of the memories that burdened her.

Taking her place in a favorite corner, Sage observed the interactions of fellow patrons. The lounge was a microcosm of stories, with each person seeking solace or connection in their own way. Sage hoped to momentarily divert her attention from her own emotional turmoil by surreptitiously immersing herself in the stories unfolding around her. She became an inadvertent eavesdropper, capturing snippets of conversations that fueled her curiosity and momentarily distracted her from her own thoughts.

And then, in that very moment, her eyes were drawn to him! He sat across the bar, a silver fox in a well-tailored suit, with salt-and-pepper hair that added a touch of distinguished charm to his appearance. His deep-set eyes and chiseled face exuded an irresistible allure. Sage couldn't help but notice the striking similarity between his citrine eyes and her own, a captivating blend of green and brown.

A mischievous thought crossed Sage's mind. After all, she had promised herself to let loose and flirt with a handsome stranger. And who better to capture her attention than the dreamy silver fox she had often glimpsed, sipping his drink alone? It seemed like the perfect opportunity to indulge in a little harmless fun.

As Sage's eyes lingered on the handsome silver fox, she couldn't help but recall the numerous times she had noticed him before. His striking appearance and impeccable taste in drinks had always caught her attention. She had even ventured to try some of his preferred beverages in the past and found them to be delightful.

As Sage's eyes locked onto the captivating silver fox, a surge of courage coursed through her veins. This was the first time she had ever dared to make a move on a stranger, especially someone as alluring as him. Despite her introverted nature, she felt emboldened by the decision she had made earlier in the night.

Seizing the opportunity to make a move, Sage called the bartender over and discreetly instructed him to prepare a drink of her choice for the mysterious silver fox, on her tab. It was a subtle gesture, a way to capture his attention and pique his curiosity. As the bartender nodded with a knowing smile, sharing in her excitement and anticipation. Sage couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement, wondering how this playful act would unfold.

With her heart racing, Sage eagerly awaited the moment when the drink would reach the hands of the silver fox. Would he accept the gesture with a smile? Would it spark a conversation and open the door to a new connection? The possibilities swirled in her mind, and she couldn't help but smile, feeling a glimmer of hope and excitement for what lay ahead.

As Sage observed from her corner, her heart skipped a beat when the bartender approached the silver fox and presented him with the drink she had ordered. The handsome stranger seemed momentarily puzzled, his gaze scanning the room before landing on her. In a subtle gesture, the bartender discreetly gestured in Sage's direction, and the silver fox followed the cue.

Their eyes locked, and a spark of recognition ignited between them. A slow, seductive smile curved his lips, revealing a hint of intrigue. It was an unspoken invitation, a green light beckoning her to approach.

Sage's pulse quickened, and a surge of anticipation surged through her. Emboldened by the silver fox's response, she gathered her courage and gracefully made her way toward him. Each step brought her closer to the possibility of an exhilarating connection, a chance to explore the allure of the unknown.

As she neared, her heart pounded with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. The air crackled with an electric energy, drawing them together like magnets. Sage's mind raced with anticipation.

As Sage plopped down next to him, she flashed a sly grin and extended her hand, introducing herself with a mischievous charm. "Well, well, well, look who's in luck tonight! I'm Sage Lennox, the designated troublemaker of this fine establishment. They even have a plaque with my name on it!"

She leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "I've been observing your drink choices, my mysterious silver fox, and I must say, you have impeccable taste. Either you're a connoisseur or you've been spying on my drink diary. I haven't decided which is sexier yet."

She winked, her eyes twinkling with humor and audacity. "So, I thought it's high time we break the ice and share a drink. Don't worry, I won't judge you if you spill it all over your shirt. That's reserved for special occasions."

With a playful nudge and a devilish smile, Sage left him pondering the absurdity and irresistible allure of the moment. It was a bold move, fueled by liquid courage and a desire for a memorable encounter.

As he chuckled, his eyes sparkled with amusement, and he played along with Sage's playful gesture. Taking her outstretched hand, he brought it to his lips and pressed a gentle kiss upon her skin, as if playing the role of a chivalrous knight. With a twinkle in his eye, he introduced himself in a tone dripping with charm. "Ah, my lady, I am none other than Kieran Sorensen, a mere mortal captivated by your wit and audacity. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance."

Sage couldn't help but burst into laughter, delighted by his theatrical response. The air around them seemed to crackle with a blend of humor and intrigue.

As their playful banter continued, Sage couldn't resist the urge to investigate Kieran's relationship status. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she glanced at his hand, searching for a ring. To her delight, there was none.

Sage let out a dramatic gasp. "Oh my! I don't see a ring on that finger. Are you a single man or just really good at hiding the evidence?"

Kieran's lips curled into a playful smile as he leaned in closer. "Ah, my dear Sage, I must confess. I'm a widower with two rambunctious adult children. But don't worry, I promise I won't bring any ghosts to our conversation tonight. My ex-girlfriend dumped me long ago, so you won't have to worry about any spirits haunting our budding connection."

Sage burst into laughter, the carefree sound filling the air. "Oh, Kieran, you had me worried there for a moment. I can handle exes, but I draw the line at spirits!"

Kieran joined in her laughter, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Fair enough, my lady. No ghosts or exes to spoil our night. “ he smiles charmingly.

Sage couldn't contain her mischievous grin as she leaned in closer to Kieran. "Well, Kieran, I have to admit, besides your handsome face, there's something about those salt-and-pepper locks that awakens my inner rebellious streak. And let's not forget, I have a slight case of daddy issues, which makes you the perfect target for my mischievous intentions."

Kieran's eyes widened, caught off guard by Sage's audacious proposition. He coughed, trying to regain his composure, and then chuckled nervously. "Are you not concerned that I might be Hannibal Lecter in disguise? You know, luring unsuspecting ladies with my refined palate and questionable taste in dinner companions? After all, I do enjoy a nice Chianti."

Sage burst into laughter, a mischievous glint in her eyes, and then leans in.  "Well, Mr. Silverfox, if you turn out to be the legendary Hannibal Lecter, I have a proposition for you. How about we skip the pleasantries and dive straight into the meaty part? But don't worry, I have a condition: you must ensure I have plenty of mind-blowing orgasms before you decide to take a bite. After all, as the real Hannibal Lecter would say, the meat tastes best when it's tender and tenderized. And what better way to go and meet your demise than being a tantalizing treat for your sophisticated palate?" She winks playfully, causing Kieran to almost spit out his drink in a mix of shock and amusement. He shakes his head, unable to contain his laughter at her audacious and wickedly witty proposal.

With his head resting against his palm, Kieran's gaze lingers appreciatively on Sage's stunning presence. Her petite frame and medium olive skin glows, beautifully complemented by the orange backless midi dress that showcases her tasteful and elegant style. The carefully chosen jewelry and accessories add an extra touch of charm. To him, It's undeniable—Sage is a true beauty.

However, being the considerate gentleman that he is, Kieran wants to make sure that Sage's judgment is not clouded by the effects of alcohol. He looks at her, his eyes filled with sincerity, and asks, "Darling Sage, forgive me for prying, but I must inquire: How much have you indulged in the pleasures of the drink tonight?" It's important to him that their connection is built on a foundation of clarity and genuine attraction.

Playfully frustrated, Sage lets out an exaggerated sigh, accompanied by an amused eye roll. "Oh dear, Kieran, have you suddenly transformed into a law enforcement officer? Should I expect handcuffs and a breathalyzer?" She leans in closer, her tone dripping with playful sarcasm. "Or is it that you're afraid I'm seeing you as the knight in shining armor, courtesy of those alcohol-tinted lenses? Fear not, my friend, I assure you, I have 20/20 vision when it comes to handsome silver foxes like yourself."

Kieran bursts into laughter at Sage's quick-witted comeback, impressed by her sense of humor. He leans back, a wide grin on his face. "Well played, Sage, well played," he says, his voice filled with amusement. "I must admit, I do have a uniform hanging in my closet, but it's strictly for costume parties and dance-offs with the neighbors." He chuckles, enjoying their lighthearted exchange. "But don't worry, tonight I'm just a humble silver fox enjoying your delightful company, no badge required."

"Alright, Mr. Silver Fox, enough with the chit-chat. Let's cut to the chase. When are we busting out of here?!”

With a charming smile, Kieran extends his arm towards Sage, a gesture of gallantry. She glances at the bartender, who gives her a knowing wink and a heartfelt wish for good luck. Feeling a surge of excitement, she intertwines her arm with Kieran's.

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Sage can't help but express her humorous frustration. "I thought we were heading straight to the bedroom, not to a fancy restaurant!" she complains, amused by the unexpected detour. As they settle into their seats in the elegant surroundings of the posh restaurant, she wonders what surprises await her in this unexpected turn of events.

With a mischievous glint in his eyes, Kieran leans back and feigns innocence. "Oh, Sage, my apologies for the confusion. You see, I thought we could start with wining and dining before we proceed to the more... intimate activities." He winks playfully, causing Sage to burst into laughter. "Don't worry, my dear, we'll get to the bedroom eventually, but let's enjoy this fancy dinner first. Consider it a teaser of what's to come!"

Sage arches an eyebrow, her voice dripping with sarcasm and playful self-deprecation. "Well, Kieran, I must say I'm flattered by this extravagant dinner. Is it because I'm so irresistible that you just had to take me to a fancy restaurant? Or is it just your way of telling me that I'm not worth a simple Netflix and chill session?" She feigns a dramatic sigh. "I mean, who needs candlelight and gourmet food when we could be munching on potato chips in our pajamas, right? But hey, I'll play along. I won't say no to some fine dining. Just don't expect me to transform into a Victoria's Secret model after dessert. I'm more of a 'dad bod' enthusiast myself." She bursts into laughter, her infectious giggles filling the air as she embraces her own playful humor.

Kieran's perceptive gaze lingers on Sage, recognizing the hints of insecurity masked behind her witty banter. He leans back slightly, his playful smile never leaving his face. "Sage, your sense of humor is a delight, but let me set the record straight. This fancy dinner has nothing to do with any perceived worthiness. It's not a test, and you certainly don't need to transform into a supermodel. You're already captivating in your own unique way. In fact, I'm here because I genuinely enjoy your company. So, let's indulge in this fine dining and allow our connection to unfold naturally. No judgments, no expectations. Just  one laugh at a time." His words bring a glimmer of comfort to Sage, melting away her insecurities and leaving room for the possibility of something truly special between them.

Sage leans in closer to Kieran, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Listen, Kieran, I need to give you fair warning. I come with a full package deal of crazy. Daddy issues, therapy sessions, meds, and a knack for becoming clingy faster than a gecko on a glass window. If you show me a bit of kindness, I might just attach myself to you like a GPS tracker. You'll find me lurking in the bushes, singing love songs under your window, or you'll find me hanging around like a persistent monkey, swinging from tree to tree of your attention.  It's not pretty, trust me." she warns. 

Kieran bursts into laughter, struggling to contain his amusement at Sage's hilarious warning.  "Oh, You certainly know how to paint a vivid picture. A gecko on a glass window and a persistent monkey?  You've just described a full-blown circus act! Daddy issues, therapy sessions, and a talent for clinginess? I must admit, I've never been courted quite like this before!"  He wipes away tears of laughter from his eyes. “ But let me assure you, my dear,  your craziness only adds to your charm.  In fact, I find your honesty and quirky sense of humor rather endearing.  Just promise me one thing: no throwing bananas or sticking gecko stickers on my car, alright?"  He chuckles, his eyes sparkling with warmth. "In all seriousness, Sage, you're worth every bit of trouble. And who knows, maybe I'll surprise you with my own set of quirks. Deal?" 

Sage leans in closer, a sly smile playing on her lips, a glimmer of naughtiness in her eyes. " You know, Kieran, since we're on the topic of quirks, I can't help but wonder what yours might be. What kind of quirks do you have hidden beneath that gentlemanly facade?  Are you secretly Hannibal Lecter, ready to serve me a gourmet meal? Or perhaps you have a dominant side, a closeted Dom waiting to unleash his desires?" She raises an eyebrow suggestively, her voice laced with playful innuendo.

Kieran's eyes widen in surprise, at her innuendos and chuckled. “Ah, Sage, you certainly have a wild imagination! Hannibal Lecter and a closeted Dom? Well, I must say, my culinary skills are impressive, As for my dominant side, let's just say I'm more of a master chef in the kitchen than a master of... other domains. But who knows, perhaps I have a hidden talent for taming unruly soufflés and whisking naughty batters into submission. But who knows, let's just say I have a few surprises in store for you. You'll have to wait and see, won't you?" He smirks, matching Sage's suggestive tone. “ 

Sage leans back in her seat, and sighs as she looks at Kieran. "Hey, Mr. Sorensen, remember when I warned you about my red flags? Well, I didn't say I didn't warn you!" She shakes her head with a playful sigh. "But here's the thing, Kieran, you're being too nice, and it's making it hard for me to stay true to my warning. So, could you dial down the kindness a bit? I've got a reputation to maintain, you know?" She chuckles and nudges him playfully, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

Kieran's gaze softens as he hears her words. He reaches out, taking her hand and giving it a gentle squeeze. "Sage... I understand. I'll try to rein it in a little. Just know that my kindness comes from a genuine place. But I'll respect your boundaries. Deal?" He gives her a warm smile, reassuring her of his understanding.

Sage lets out a sigh, her voice tinged with both defeat and amusement. "You know, Kieran, I don't think I stand a chance against your kindness." She shakes her head, a playful smile on her lips.

Kieran chuckles, his laughter filling the air. "Well, Sage, it's not a competition. I'm just here to show you that you deserve kindness and affection. So, let's call it a tie, shall we?" He winks, enjoying their playful banter.

Sage's playful smile falters for a moment, a hint of vulnerability seeping into her voice. "Kieran, let's hope you're not harboring a secret alter ego as the Bipolar Bandit. I've had enough rollercoaster rides in my past relationships to last a lifetime. One minute they're so nice showering me with ‘kindness’ or declaring undying love, and the next they're out the door faster than a cat chasing a laser pointer. So, please, spare me the emotional whiplash, will you?" She flashes him a wry smile, hoping he catches the humor in her cautionary tale.

Kieran chuckles, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Sage, actions speak louder than words. And let me tell you, I've got a few surprises up my sleeve. You might just discover that I'm not as predictable as you think."

Sage raises an eyebrow, her tone dry. "So you're really bipolar, huh? Keeping me on my toes with your unpredictable nature?"

Kieran's eyes sparkle with warmth as he takes Sage's hand and raises it to his lips, planting a gentle kiss on her skin. He looks into her eyes, his voice filled with sincerity. "Sage, sometimes actions can say more than words ever could. And in this moment, I want to assure you that my intentions are genuine. Time will be the judge, and if you're willing to give me a chance, I'll show you the genuine person I am, step by step, day by day.” He gives her hand a comforting squeeze, emphasizing his sincerity.

Sage takes a deep breath, her confusion evident on her face. She looks directly into Kieran's eyes and blurts out her question without hesitation.

"Are you going to sleep with me tonight? Or are you really intending to date me? Because I can't quite figure you out, Kieran!"

Her words hang in the air, a mix of vulnerability and frustration. She awaits his response, hoping for clarity amidst the swirling emotions inside her.

Kieran meets her gaze, his eyes steady and resolute.

"I want to date you," he declares, his voice firm and filled with genuine intent.

Sage's eyes widen, caught off guard by his direct response. She locks eyes with him, the weight of his words sinking in.

"No!" she exclaims, her voice tinged with surprise.

Kieran's eyebrows shoot up in disbelief. "Why not?!" he responds, his tone filled with curiosity.

"No way!" she exclaims, feigning shock. "If I date you, that means I won't be able to sleep with you tonight? I'm a woman of efficiency, Kieran. That's way too long to wait and cruel! "

He bursts into laughter, his amusement contagious. "Oh, Sage, you never fail to amuse me. I appreciate your straightforwardness, but don't worry, I promise it'll be worth the wait.” he assures, and then winks at her. 

They share a light-hearted moment, their banter creating a connection laced with humor and anticipation.

As their food and drinks arrive, Sage remains engrossed in conversation with Kieran, savoring the lightheartedness of their evening. However, her smile falters as she catches the sound of approaching voices, drawing her attention away from their intimate bubble.

Turning her gaze, Sage's eyes widen as she spots a group of individuals—Henry's friends—approaching their table. A mixture of surprise and anticipation washes over her face, and she quickly thinks on her feet, seeking a way to navigate this unexpected encounter.

Sage’s eyes dart to Kieran, a hint of worry in her gaze. She leans closer and whispers softly, "Kieran, do me a favor, would you? Act like you're absolutely enamored with me. Kiss my hand, my cheek, whatever you fancy. Just to throw them off. Consider this your official permission slip to engage in shameless acts of adoration”

Kieran's eyes widen in understanding, sensing the urgency in Sage's request. With a mischievous glint in his eyes, he nods subtly. As the group of people reaches their table, Kieran smoothly takes Sage's hand and brings it to his lips, planting a gentle kiss. The unexpected display of affection catches Henry's friends off guard, their expressions a mix of surprise and curiosity.

As the group of people reaches their table, Sage's eyes light up . "Oh, it's so wonderful to see you all!" she exclaims.

Henry's friends, James and Alex, approach Sage with warm smiles. James extends his hand for a handshake, while Alex nods in greeting. Sage reciprocates their gestures, a genuine warmth evident in her demeanor.

"James, Alex, it's been a while! How have you both been?" Sage asks, genuinely interested in their well-being.

James chuckles, giving Sage a friendly pat on the back. "Sage, always a delight. We're doing great, thanks. Didn't expect to run into you here tonight."

Alex nods in agreement, a friendly grin on his face. "You have a way of brightening up any room, Sage. It's good to see you."

Sage blushes slightly, appreciating their kind words. "You guys are too kind. Let me introduce you to my... um..."

"Date," Kieran smoothly interjects, rising from his seat and extending his hand to James and Alex.

James and Alex's eyes widen in surprise as they recognize Kieran Sorenson, the renowned Angel Investor. They exchange quick glances, their astonishment evident.

James extends his hand to shake Kieran's, a mixture of respect and surprise in his voice. "Mr. Sorensen, it's nice to see you here! We're familiar with your work in the industry. What a pleasant surprise to have you join us."

Alex nods in agreement, a polite smile on his face. "Indeed, Mr. Sorensen. It's a pleasure to meet you. We've heard a lot about your accomplishments. Sage certainly has good taste in dates." Alex winks at Sage.

Kieran accepts their greetings with a polite nod, a touch of amusement playing in his eyes. "Thank you, James and Alex. I appreciate your kind words. It's a pleasure to be here with Sage. She's a remarkable woman."

Curiosity piqued, Sage couldn't help but ask, "How do you guys know Kieran?"

James chuckles, briefly glancing at Alex. "Oh, we work in the same industry. Kieran's reputation precedes him."

Alex nods, adding, "When we saw you two together, we couldn't help but be a bit surprised. You've got quite the catch, Sage." he winks.

Sage blushes, feeling a mix of pride and embarrassment. "Well, I consider myself lucky. Thanks for the kind words, guys."

With a final exchange of pleasantries, James and Alex excuse themselves, realizing they may have interrupted a private moment. They make their way back to their own table, leaving Sage and Kieran to enjoy their quiet and intimate evening together.  

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At their table, James and Alex couldn't help but discuss their friend Henry and the turn of events with Sage. They exchanged knowing glances, their expressions reflecting a mix of concern and curiosity.

"You know, we've told Henry multiple times that Sage was one of the best things that happened to him," James remarked, shaking his head slightly. "But he just couldn't see it."

Alex nodded in agreement, a touch of regret in his voice. "Yeah, we warned him not to mess it up. Sage is an amazing woman, and she deserves someone who appreciates her."

Their conversation shifted to the current situation. "Now she's dating Kieran Sorenson," Alex said, his tone filled with surprise. "I wonder how Henry will react when he finds out." 

 James let out a sigh, his concern evident. "I hope he handles it well. Sage deserves happiness, and if Kieran can provide that for her, then I'm all for it." 

 They continued their discussion, contemplating the possible outcomes and hoping that their friend would understand the significance of what he had lost.

A/N: Hello everyone! I hope you're enjoying the story so far.

I wanted to take a moment to address a small matter. Upon reviewing the previous chapters, I realized that there may have been instances of incorrect grammar, redundancy, and repetitiveness. I apologize for any inconvenience caused and want to assure you that I will be editing and improving the writing moving forward. Your understanding and patience are greatly appreciated. 

Now, onto more exciting matters! How do you find our new Male Lead, Kieran Sorenson? Is he living up to your expectations? I'm also curious about your predictions for Henry's reaction once he discovers the situation between Sage and Kieran. Will it be explosive?

Your feedback and suggestions are always valuable to me. If you have any thoughts on what you would like to see happen next in the story, please feel free to leave a comment. Your input helps shape the narrative, and I'm excited to explore the possibilities.

Thank you for your continued support, and I appreciate your understanding as I strive to enhance the quality of the writing. Your engagement and enthusiasm mean a lot to me.

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(A 3AM Short Story) - (SHORT 2/2 ) - The Dark Knight - Savour

A/N: This is one of the stories that was already written and ready to publish, but took a long time to do so, as I re-edited it after reading. I wasn't really happy with the first draft, as it wasn't what I intended Kieran to be. My apologies for the late update, I do hope that you would enjoy this one. I tried to make it 'classy'... (LOL) as possible as I can be. It's hard when one is writing something explicit. But I didn't want it to sound 'distasteful'.

This is the link to read PART 1

Cast -

‘Q’ is an Original Character

'K’ / Kieran Sorensen - Mads Mikkelsen

WARNING: Smut.... go grab a glass of cold water!

TWO

Savour

Kieran looked at Q intensely, as he cornered her into the nearby wall. He tried his best to hold back because he didn't want to be 'rough' on her. He wanted to 'savour' her instead.

Q's gaze travelled from the blanket that fell on the floor to Kieran's fit, athletic body, and then to his citrine eyes. He was definitely a specimen of a man. However... his large, thick, arousal made her both excited and nervous. She wanted to finally get a taste of him and feel him. But he was holding back, and this was making her impatient.

He slowly took off her clothes, whilst kissing her sensually, until there was nothing covering her. Licking his lips, he admired her naked voluptuous form and issued a pleasant sigh.

Slowly, he pulled her towards him, and they stepped backwards until they reached the sofa, adjacent to the fireplace. He pulled her and then sat her on his lap. Feeling his length against her thigh.

"Kieran..." she said, pleadingly.

"Be patient..." he whispers as he continued with his ministrations. Kneading her breast with one hand and the other travelling down her body to find her clit, and then rubbed it in a circular motion, her juices coating his fingers.

With a sigh of satisfaction, she let out "That... feels... really nice."

"Mmmm..." was his minimal reply, as he kissed and sucked her neck, and trailed to her earlobe.

She leaned her head back and lay against his shoulder as he continued to rub her clitoris, in the quiet darkness, as the flames danced in the fireplace. The ambience felt sensual and romantic which heightened her arousal.

" Kiss me..." she whispered.

His other hand tilts her chin to face him and kissed her passionately, as the other continued pleasuring her down below. A few minutes later, her body began to tense, signalling that she was about to get her release.

"Kieran... I'm..." she struggled to say.

"Then just cum..." he knew and encouraged. He didn't want to deny her the pleasure.

Her toes tipped, and her body shook, her hips, pulsed as she reached the peak. She panted as she rested her back against his chest. "Oh... Kieran... that was incredible" she moaned and then tried to catch her breath.

He nibbled her earlobe, before he shifted her position, laying her back against the couch, facing him. Smiling, he leaned down and kissed her, as she pressed her tongue into his waiting mouth.

"I didn't expect this from you, Kieran..." she states.

"What do you mean?"

"I never took you as a romantic, or sensual person..."

"Hmmm... then what did you expect?" he asked, as his lips kiss the skin near her earlobe.

"Rough, hardcore and raw..." she says shamelessly.

He chuckled. "Do you even know what you're asking of me?"

"Yes..."

"That will be for some other time, I just want to savour you right now..." he kisses her and then slowly travelled down her neck, ran his tongue along her collarbone and then gently kissed down her chest, paying considerable attention to each breast and nipple. He continued his journey down her abdomen and then her thighs, nipping the inner flesh, which made her tense. Afterwards, he splayed her legs wide, grabbed her buttocks behind with his two hands, and buried his lips and tongue between her legs, and it looked like he was feasting on a watermelon.

Still sensitive from her previous climax, her body jolted when she felt his mouth and tongue touch her clit.

He focused his attention on the small button of sensitive flesh along the upper edge of her womanhood, and her body arched as a reaction. Over the next several minutes her breathing began to quicken, as he altered between thrusting his tongue in and licking her clit.

Q felt the tingling all throughout her body, the feeling growing, and heightening until it was like was at the top of a drop of a plane jump. And then, there it was, the thrilling, plunging feeling of orgasm. She opened her mouth wide in noiseless ecstasy as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her body. Her legs wrapped around his head, nearly smothering him.

"That was... amazing, Kieran!" she gasped. Her legs relaxed and released him. He looked up with a smile and licked his lips, savouring her juices.

He then repositioned himself, and pulled her towards him, as he lay on his back, and she lays down on top of him. He thought it felt nice to have her weight pressing down on him and he took a firm butt cheek in each hand and kneaded it.

Propping an elbow on his broad chest and resting her chin on a hand, she purred at the attention he was paying her. "That feels incredible too," she observed with a smile, before leaning down to kiss him again.

"Do you mind if I return the favour?" she asked, and wiggled her hips, to stimulate his hardness.

His jaw clenched and licked his lips, and lets out "Sure..."

She smiles and shifted herself back into the sitting position. She used one hand to fondle his balls while the other hand stroked his erection. Leaning in, she starts by kissing the tip of his length and then using her tongue to circle the crown and then sucking it into her mouth. She issued a humming moan of satisfaction and pleasure as her head bobbed up and down from him. As she did so, an electrifying tingle coursed through his body and gasped in response. The sensation he felt was almost overwhelming. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensation she gave him.

Knowing that if she continues further, he would finish. He sits up, and pushes her shoulder back down the couch, before leaning towards her and capturing her lips with a kiss.

"Kieran?" she asked, wondering why he had put a stop to what she was doing.

"You were fantastic, but..." he kisses her again, this time until she was breathless. "My intention is to fuck you until you lose your mind... " he continues.

"Oh... please do Kieran..." she pleads, pulling him closer for another kiss. "I've always fantasized about this..." she adds.

"What?" he blurted, completely surprised.

"Do you even know you're effect on me Kieran?" she remarked. "Are you even aware of how sexy you are?!

He chuckled. "No, but now I do, I just didn't expect it coming from you... But how come you never made a move?" he asked curiously.

" I didn't want to get fired... or reported for sexual harassment..." is what she said which made Kieran laugh.

"Please fuck me, Kieran, I need you..." she pleads.

Smiling, he positions himself, grasping his member and positioning it for entry. As he slowly entered her out of consideration, due to his large size. She lets out a moan as she felt her walls stretch and the length of his, hits her sweet spot, making her enjoy the sensation.

He thrust his hips and set a slow steady pace of short strokes. She felt the full length and thickness of him firmly embedded inside her tight walls. He began picking up the pace and increased with each trust.

Grabbing one of her ankles, he pulled her leg up until her ankle was near her shoulders, and then did the same with her other leg and pushed back in slowly.

"Ohhh... fuck! that is really deep!" she exclaimed, realizing the position she was in, made him go much deeper than he already was. He began to increase his pace once more, pleasing her, deeper and harder this time, grunting from exertion. He leaned down to kiss her, and though she wanted to return the favour, she found herself overwhelmed, as she began losing control over her own body.

"I'm so fucking close, Kieran, you're gonna make me cum. Don't stop!!" she begs, losing her inhibitions.

"I... too" he lets out.

"Cum inside me, inside me! I want to feel you release inside me!!"

Q's dirty words sent Kieran over the edge and his body tensed when he felt her meet his thrust, pushing and grinding against desperately, as her walls began to spasm around his shaft. It was so intense that her body shook, followed by squirting as she reached her climax.

Refusing to give up her movements despite getting her orgasm, he came harder, upon reaching oblivion. Releasing his load inside of her.

They continue to rub and thrust, slowly, until they were both spent in post-orgasmic bliss.

They looked into each other's eyes. His hands, cupped her face, as he reached down to kiss her passionately, in between gasps of breath as both of their orgasms wear off. Before long, the two of them drifted off to sleep.

A/N: I will most probably do some corrections here and there, because of some grammatical errors I might have missed out on. I do hope you enjoyed that one.

I'm thinking of writing a third part of the story. But haven't decided and planned on that yet. So you may consider this done, as my initial intention is to only have two parts.

You may click here to read PART 1

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(A 3AM Update) A True Gentleman, Chapter 21 - A jealous husband?

A/N: Chapter 21 is up! Isaac confronts Diana, like a jealous husband! By the way, Henry, Diana's cousin face claim is 'Henry Cavill', and Sam McLean's face claim is Sam Heughan.

Oh, before I forget, if you don't like the story, please do move on to others, the internet has lots of them. Please don't hurt writers, ya? Good! so without further ado...

TWENTY-ONE

A jealous husband

"Diana!" her cousin, Henry approaches her. "That was a stellar performance!" he compliments.

Every time Henry and she are seen together, people often mistake them for siblings. The blue cold eyes, thick eyebrows, strong jawline, and dark hair were the signature that belonged to their family.

"Thank you, Henry!" was her grateful reply. "But I know why you are here for, go and lead the way!" she says, as he leads her to where her father sat. She knew what Henry approached her for. It was time for her father's interrogation and lengthy sermon.

Francis watched Henry, followed by Diana, approaching him where he sat.

"Relax Uncle..." Henry says, as he taps his uncle's shoulder, telling him to listen instead of scolding Diana. He then walks away to give the two space.

He took a deep breath before turning to his daughter. " Why don't you take a seat..." he offers, patting the empty space beside him, which she took.

"First of all, why are you singing at a wedding?" he tried to sound calm instead of being confrontational.

" I was trying to earn money to buy a 3D Printer," was her direct answer.

" Why?"

"I'm trying to build a small workshop studio, and I need a 3d printer..."

"Oh..." Francis was taken aback, he didn't expect his daughter to have such plans. "But what happened to the money you got from the sale of your old penthouse with Jesse?"

"That, I'm keeping it to the side. I plan to use it to buy real estate and most probably have the place rented for passive income. If not, I'll turn it into the workshop studio. I planned to save money, but I think I'd earn more if I were to rent the place out."

His eyes widened in disbelief, was this still the same Diana whom he met a few weeks ago? No! This Diana has ambition, plans and direction. She was actively taking charge of her life. "Wow! I did not expect that... That is actually a good plan"

Diana smiled and just nodded.

"Do you need help?" he offers, sincerely this time, without a hint of being condescending.

"Maybe? From time to time, Thank you! Da!" Diana says gratefully. "Your advice and input would be helpful from time to time" she adds.

"That was a stellar performance by the way!" Francis complements his daughter. " Those wedding songs reminds me of a time when I was..." he said trying to find the word.

"Hopeful? Yes, I did feel the same..." she admits to her father.

Francis sighs. " You know, I really did love your mother. It may have not gone well for the both of us, but not once did I regret loving her,"

Diana looks at her father, surprised at his sudden confession. Not once did her father open up to her about this issue.

"Why?!"

"Why what?"

"Da! She hurt you!" she exclaims.

"Yes, she did... and I may have done things that I shouldn't have, but what happened to us in the past, is what makes us who we are now. We grow and become wiser,"

"I guess you do have a good point..." she agrees. It made her think about her past abusive relationships, and what it thought her. Though it was terrible, it made her learn and it made her wiser.

"So how did you exactly end up here?"

"That's a really long story..."

" We have a lot of time,"

She began her story (omitting some parts of course) and told him about the music director Aedan looking for an alto-soprano which led her to where she is now.

"I see... I am glad you're able to use your classical training, anyways, when is the date of your performance?" he inquired.

"Why?"

"I want to see it of course!" he declares.

**********

"I see trees of green. Red roses too, I see them bloom. For me and you. And I think to myself, What a wonderful world..." Diana opens the dance floor for everyone, with the song 'What a wonderful world'. The strings followed, in harmony with her voice.

Couples, young and old, approached the dance floor and began dancing to the sweet tune.

The night was about to end, and she was grateful that her performance went well. Hopefully, she would also perform well with the orchestra at the outdoor theatre.

"I see friends shaking hands, saying how do you do They're really saying I love you..."

She scanned the area and saw her cousin, Henry, being surrounded by girls. She stopped her from rolling her eyes, knowing that he was a known ladies man, even since they were young. On one side was her father who seemed to be enjoying himself, chatting with others. The atmosphere felt jolly that she swore she'd try to catch up with Henry or talk some more with her father after finishing the song.

"I hear babies cry. I watch them grow. They'll learn much more than I'll ever know. And I think to myself... What a wonderful world Yes, I think to myself... What a wonderful world. Ooh, yes I think to myself... What a wonderful world..." and with the last verse, Diana closes the song and the audience applauded. She smiled and thought, that it was still somehow a wonderful world despite everything she had gone through, there was still things she was thankful for.

With a sigh, she gives a toast to the newly married couple, and then turned to the quintet and thanked them, which gained her another set of 'Thank you's coming from them.

She looks around and found the bar, wanting a cold drink, preferably a beer. It's been weeks since she had anything cold and gassy. It wouldn't hurt from time to time to have an ice-cold beer after a long day of singing.

Wasting no time, she requested a pint of ice-cold craft beer on tap from the bar-tender, and he quickly poured her one large pint, its surface bubbling.

"Good job out there, you earned it, enjoy!" the bartender says, before moving to other requests.

"Thanks!" was her response.

She looked around trying to find Henry or her father in the crowd, whilst drinking her glass. However, before she could even make a move. Her father had already gone up to the podium, about to start his 'godfather' speech and before she could even look for Henry, a handsome guy had already sat beside her and tried to engage her in a conversation.

"Hello..." was his greeting, his voice deep. She looked at the colour of his kilt's Tartan, and immediately knew which family he is from.

"Wait! your name is probably something McLean!" she declares.

"Oh! wait, are you a Scott too?! Well, I am Sam McLean..." he said, stretching his hand for a handshake which she gladly took. She felt a little confident today, and talking to a handsome man isn't so bad thing to do to pass the time. Unless he actually is an asshole otherwise. She already has an escape plan.

"You may call me, tonight..." was a flirty yet witty reply from her, causing Sam to laugh. "Or you may address me as, Diana"

"Well, Diana, that was a stellar performance throughout..." he compliments.

"Thank you! I'm glad you like it,"

"You have a very nice voice! So... may I buy you a drink?!" he offers.

"Of course! Or you could get me food since I haven't had my fill yet..." she said sheepishly, not having eaten anything yet.

"Oh! of course! what do you want to eat? I'll get it for you!" he offers.

" Cake" she implores, placing both her hands together as if praying.

"Of course, I'll be right back!" he said, immediately taking a small slice on a plate for her.

"There you go! Enjoy!" he says, pushing the small plate to her.

"Thank You, Sam!" she chuckles at the mention of his name. It was the same as the pseudonym she used when she wrote those 'love' letters to herself. "Thank you. I'd say 'God Bless you!', but it looks like He already did." was her flirtatious reply followed by a wink.

Sam bit his lips and laughed. He didn't know how to respond to that. "Thanks... I guess..." he holds his laughter, and clears her throat, "So Diana, what do you do? Besides singing? "

"I am independently impecunious..." was her answer.

Sam throws his head back laughing, knowing that he had found a hilarious person and the night will definitely not be boring.

"Enough about me, Sam! Let's talk about how attractive you are!" she adds.

Sam takes a deep breath but ended up laughing once again. " You're too funny for words!" However, before he could even say more...

"Sammy, laddie, hands-off! that is my daughter you're flirting with!" Francis chastises Sam from the podium after he finished his speech, causing everyone to turn their attention to Diana and Sam at the bar, upon finding out that she is Francis' daughter.

"Well, nice to meet you Diana!" he says. "Yikes..." and slowly backs away from her. It didn't matter how beautiful she is to him, she was Francis's Rutherford's daughter and there is no way she would want to incur her father's wrath.

"Sam? wait!" she says, perplexed at his sudden change.

**********

"Sam is an international playboy, he isn't the ideal man to date!" Henry says as he fiddled with his phone. Seated beside him inside the car is his cousin Diana, whom he ended up sending back home instead, as his Uncle, Francis, still had to stay at the wedding reception.

"Oho! You're one to talk Henry! " Diana chuckles, knowing her cousin's reputation.

"It can't be helped..." was his response.

"Should I tell the girls who chase after you, the same thing you told me?"

"It won't work... they'll chase after me more!" he declares, and both of them erupted in laughter, including their chauffeur in the front seat of the car, at how true the statement was.

"Well, aren't you afraid I'd chase Sam more?" she asks.

"You won't" was his quick reply.

"Because life has already knocked some sense out of you..." was his confident statement, aware of what Diana had gone through, all those years.

"I guess you're right," she sighs and smiles at herself, turning her attention to the view outside the car, whilst a classical piano rendition of 'Moon River' played inside the vehicle, making it a relaxing atmosphere.

"Lady Rutherford, we're here..." their chauffeur announces, and he gets out of the 'Ghost' to open the car for her.

"Thank you, Higgins!" she says, referring to Henry's chauffeur who opened the car door for her.

Henry followed after, alighting at the other side of the car. "Let me send you to your door..." he offers.

"Yes, walk me there," she says, as Henry walked beside her.

"We should have lunch sometime, eh? It's been a long time since I caught up with you!"

"Yes, we should do that" she agrees.

" If you don't mind, Mum wants to catch up with you too, can she come along?"

"Of course Aunt Minerva is more than welcome! How long has it been?!" she realizes suddenly that she had met her immediately family for years now since she started her relationship with Jesse, that was no longer the case now.

"It's set then" he declares, trying to find a spot inside his phone's calendar. "I'll set the time next weekend..."

"Alright! Well here's my door" she says turning to him to give him a quick hug.

Henry gladly returns her embrace " I'm glad you're in a better place now!" he adds, giving her shoulder a squeeze as an affirmation. "Well, I have to go, I have an early day tomorrow!"

However, before Henry could leave, the door opens to reveal Isaac, glaring at him.

"I'd normally say get a room, but this isn't a hotel" was the first thing Isaac said, the moment he opened the door, and 'caught' Diana, and some man, embracing each other in front of his door.

Henry looked at him puzzled, and when he realized that Isaac got the wrong idea about them, he released Diana from his arms. "Eww..." he grimaced and quickly turns around and gave a two-finger salute before he left "See you, Diana!"

Diana took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to burp before entering the house. She had four large pints of beer and 2 slices of cake which made her feel bloated, which made her feel regretful going on a drinking spree.

"Diana?" Isaac called, which she almost didn't notice because she was busy nursing the bloatedness.

"Mmmmm?"

"Remember you had 10 things you have to do for me?"

Diana just nods and covers her mouth, trying to burp as silent as she can. "Yes..."

"Well, I'm gonna use 1, let's have a talk..." was his stern reply.

"Dr Skovgaard? can we do this tomorrow?" she pleads, as she was bloated and tired.

"No, because I don't know where you will disappear to again..." he reprimands.

She sighs as she follows him to the dining room where a long session of scolding and preaching awaits her.

She sits down, resigned to her situation and prepared herself for Isaac's long preaching.

"Diana, you often disappear and reappear to I do not know where to, it's like I'm living with a Ghost. And when I message you, you do not respond..."

"But I do respond!" she reasons.

"Yes, two days later..."

"Oh... hehehe... I'm busy, sorry, please don't be mad at me" she apologizes, and laughs softly, struggling to also hide her drunkenness.

"Busy with what exactly??!!" he inhales sharply.

"Uhhh.... you know, things? work? earning a living?" she says a little sluggish. "You know, I gotta earn my keep..." the Scottish accent of hers, starting to come out.

"Men!?" he adds.

"Ahahaha yes... men" she giggles. "I'm not really busy with them, they're busy with me, which in turn... takes up a portion of my time, they're handsome, eye candies! So I guess it's worth the time..." she laughs.

"Unbelievable!" he throws his hands up in the air in exasperation.

"Dr Skovgaard, what are you really scolding me for?" she says, trying to suppress another burp.

He sighs " First, you disappear to who knows where and then reappear a few days later! You leave my message on 'read' and respond to them a day or two later as if I'm a weird guy you have been avoiding, and then you came home late, drunk! In the arms of another man! Do you know how I felt, do you know worried I was?!" he stressed out.

Diana stares at the tall ceiling and then laughs at the realizations " You make me sound like a stray cat who just comes home to eat!"

"I never said anything like that." he shakes his head in disapproval.

"I know... I'm just visualizing..." she adds, waving it off.

"Diana, you're not taking any of this seriously-"

She didn't know if it was drunkenness, but she felt a little brave, and without warning, got up from her seat and wrapped her arms around Isaac. "Alright, my love... I'm sorry, so sorry, I promise not to do it again!" she says, as her arms tighten around his waist.

Isaac, caught off-guard, stood there, frozen, unsure of how to react. "Diana?"

Diana just laughed, as she brought her hands to his cheeks. If anyone were to see them right now, it would look like they were a couple making up, after having a banter. "Oh, Dr Skovgaard... you sound just like a jealous husband!" she exclaims and laughs at his face. "You know I'd normally kiss you, but I'm not your beau..." she adds, tapping his cheek. "So, let's end this argument, and call it a day! I'm sorry, alright?! Good Night!" she says, kissing his cheek.

Isaac jolted in surprise due to her actions. He felt his cheeks, starting to get warm.

She releases Isaac from her embrace and sluggishly walked back upstairs, to her room, whilst singing a funny Scottish folk song and laughing halfway.

He sits down for a moment to collect himself and tried to process what had just happened. Trying to make sense of the feeling he currently has in his chest.

A/N: I have most probably made some grammatical errors, here and there... so I'd do some soft editing. I hope you enjoyed this one! I would also love to hear from you in the comments below.

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(A 3AM Update) A True Gentleman, Chapter 20 - A case of jealousy

A/N: Hi guys! Chapter 20 is up! Enjoy reading and tell me what you think in the comments below.

TWENTY

A case of jealousy

Diana stared at the large tall ceiling of the concert hall. Right now, she's lying down on the stage, with a book on top of her rib cage, whilst doing vocal exercises and singing. Without a doubt, any member of the orchestra knew it was Aedan's doing.

As Diana struggled to recover every time she needs to prolong a part, Aedan required her to practice her breathing and take her voice completely from her diaphragm.

" You take the high road and I take the low, and I'll be in Scotland before ye, for me and my true love will never meet again, in the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond..."

The instruments and Diana's voice closes the song, whilst the music fade, her cold voice prolongs the last verse, and echoes throughout the music hall, giving chills to people around. The hall was quiet for a while, but then applause followed coming from the orchestra musicians, appreciating the improvement in Diana's voice.

"OH MY GOSH! Aedan! your method work!!" she declares! seeing the improvement in her voice.

"It did, but you can't sing lying down during performances, Diana!" Aedan says playfully. "Which is why it is important to practice standing!"

Diana sighs and gets up from the floor. Singing had drained her a bit of vocal power and physical energy, therefore she needed a short break. She sits beside Aedan and takes the unopened bottle of Snapple beside him.

"That was mine!" he reprimands.

"I owe you one..." was her quick response.

"You owe me a lot, speaking of which... what was your Dr Skovgaards reaction?"

She narrows her eyes at him, remembering the incident that had recently taken place. "Are trying to get me into trouble, Aedan?! you bloody sent my dress for the wedding gig, with a box of flowers and a 'dirty' letter-"

"Which you wrote by yourself by the way!" Aedan quickly rebuffs her.

" It was your idea! I told you to discard it!! You made it look like some scene in some cheesy r-rated novel!" she says reprimanding him, but all he did was laugh at her.

" So? Did it work? did it work? what was his reaction?! tell me! tell me! you're killing me with the suspense!."

**********

FLASHBACK

It was Saturday quarter to noon when the doorbell rang. Isaac, since he was having his day off, was the one who answered the door, instead of Diana. Heck, that girl almost never showed her presence recently, and only placed mail for him at the dining table.

Isaac opens the door and was surprised to find a delivery man carrying a large black box of 'Net-A-Porter' and on his other hand, was a huge round box of bright pink roses.

"I did not order such thing!" was the first thing he said to the delivery man.

But the delivery man just laughed at him " Well, no one ordered them, these are all for 'Diana Rutherford' unless you happen to be her. Anyways, could you help me receive them? It's really heavy..."

Isaac's mouth hung agape, he didn't know how to react at the moment, and just took the boxes that the delivery man was carrying.

" Alright, please help me sign here to receive and we're good!" the delivery man hands him the 'received slip' after signing before leaving.

Isaac carries the boxes to the living room, and as much as he didn't want to, began snooping in. On top of the net-a-porter box was a card. He opened it and read its contents.

" To my sweetest Diana,

I hope you love the dress and the flowers I gave you. They represent my feelings towards you. I will fill you with love the next time I see you, I want to fill you with all the joys of the flesh, you lovely, lovely woman... I'd fill you until -"

Isaac clenched his fist and unknowingly crumpled the side of the letter. He read throughout it and it became steamy to explicitly dirty. His face felt warm, imagining what Diana had done with the man who sent these things, he just couldn't accept it and that was what broke the camels back.

He read the name at the end of the letter 'Sam'.

He chuckled and finally decided. "Alright, Sam... off you go..." he mumbles to himself. He didn't exactly know what came over him, but he wanted to throw the things this 'Sam' guy has sent.

"Dr. Skovgaard!" a familiar voice from up the stairs called him. He looked up to find Diana, looking at him expectantly. "Are those for me?!" she said excitedly, and came jogging downstairs."

"Uhhmmm... yes, some 'Sam' guy sent it to you..."

Diana forced a smile. 'Sam' was the pseudonym that she and Aedan agreed upon when they wrote the letter. Heck, she told him to abort the plan, but it seems it wasn't the case.

She quickly takes the boxes from Isaac and took a look at their contents, the dress she rented for one of her performances was already there. Aedan had packed it using a net-a-porter box to make it look like it was 'bought' instead of being rented.

The flowers were something she had bought for herself to place in her room, but it was Aedan's idea to make it look romantic.

She looks at the letter, and cringe upon reading it. It was actually a group of explicit letters formed into one. On the side, she couldn't help but notice the large crumple on the perfectly smooth surface of the card.

"Did you read the letter, Dr Skovgaard?" she felt blood rush to her cheeks.

"Uhhhmmm... no..." was his quick denial, however, Diana's gaze made him admit to it unknowingly. " Yes... by accident, sorry I was curious... " was his immediate defence.

"Oh..." she felt embarrassed and screamed internally.

There was a moment of awkward silence between the two before he spoke again.

"Whose, Sam? Are you two dating?" he tried to sound casual, but there was a strain in his voice that didn't escape Diana.

"Oh... uh, ahehehehe," she laughs awkwardly, avoiding his gaze. She noticed his expression darken and definitely didn't want to look him straight in the eyes. "It's a secret Dr Skovgaard!" she declares and winks at him, catching him off-guard.

She quickly takes the boxes from Isaac, and the card, and ran back upstairs to her room, singing a sensual tune, called 'Pillowtalk'. "I love to hold you close, tonight and always, I love to wake up next to you..." she dreamily sings.

Isaac clenched his teeth, the dreamy and shy expression, and singing silly to a dirty tune. This woman was smitten to whoever this 'Sam' guy is.

He did not like it one bit.

END OF FLASHBACK

**********

Diana shakes her head, and covers her face in embarrassment, just by remembering the letter she wrote to herself, and the fact that Isaac has read the letter.

On the side was Aedan laughing his head off upon hearing everything that had happened.

"Stop it, Aedan!" she chastises him, slapping his shoulder, but he just laughed louder. "I'm about to die in embarrassment!"

"You should thank me! you got the reaction out of him, he's jealous!" he exclaimed.

"I don't think that's the case Aedan, I think he's more concerned and angry at the thought of me probably dating a hypersexual man."

"Oh, Diana, based on what you told me, he's definitely jealous! trust me! I'm a man!" he assures, but she still doesn't believe.

"Oh well... I guess I'd revel in his reactions while it lasts... " She sighs.

**********

The next weekend, her first assignment is to sing at a society wedding. Aedan saw that Diana lacked confidence, and he didn't want her to stand and sing awkwardly on the day of the main performance. So what other way can she build confidence? by doing a performance! Or throwing her to the sharks full of water, courtesy of Aedan.

Today, she was going to sing with a piano quintet, and the church choir and she couldn't help but feel nervous, knowing she is the soloist for today and felt regret despite the promise of payment.

"Well... I can finally buy a 3D printer..." she assures herself as she walks towards the church's opulent doors wearing the dress that she had 'sent' herself.

She knew this wee bit of money will help her buy the tools she needed in order to set up a small workshop studio she wanted and with renewed spirit, enters the halls of the church. Voices echoed as she entered halls, some of the guests were already seated whilst a number of children were still running around. The quintet was already there, setting up their strings and reading the music sheets, whilst the small choir were still chatting amongst themselves.

She heads towards the pulpit where all the musician was, but before she could even reach the place, familiar voices called her from behind. Turning around, she found her cousin Henry, beside her father, Francis and they were wearing kilts, and then she realized most of the men in the halls were indeed wearing kilts. Without a doubt, this was a Scottish wedding.

"Diana! It's nice to see you!" Henry greets, as he gets out of the pew to embrace his cousin.

"Ahehe... Henry? Da? What are you doing here?" was her first question.

"I should be the one asking you that!" was Francis reply. "What are you doing here? Do you happen to know the bride or groom?"

"Oh... uhhmmm... you know... to sing!" she declares.

"What?!" Francis was stunned. Sing?! Why does she need to sing? Unless she was actually the wedding singer. "Wait! Are you-"

"I'll talk to you later Da!" she says, half running to the pulpit, not wanting any more of the interrogation. It was better if he finds out himself that the wedding singer is his daughter. She'd face his wrath later on.

Half an hour later, the wedding has begun. She clears her throat and opens with the song called ' The One by Kodaline, as the entrance wedding march.

The piano began, and the choir began to sing the back vocals. Her cold voice followed, singing the first verse.

"Tell me. Tell me that you want me. And I'll be yours completely For better or for worse." she sings, as the processional march began with the wedding officiant entering first, followed by the groom and his best men. Afterwards, the bridesmaids, groomsmen and the ring bearer and flower girls entered the halls, scattering flowers down the floor.

And when the brides, turn came, the guess had stood up to welcome her.

" You make my heart feel like it's summer When the rain is pouring down You make my whole world feel so right when it's wrong That's how I know you are the one " she closes, the song when the bride had reached the altar. Turning to the side, she watched the groom shed some tears, as he took his bride's hands. It was no mistake that it was tears of joy.

She turned and found a number of guests, also crying. Including her father, and cousin, Henry. Heck, she'd never thought she'd see the day these tough men cry.

A pang of jealousy hits her as she watched the wedding ceremony. It takes her back to the time when she was seventeen, dreaming of her own wedding, whilst looking at Vera Wang wedding catalogues on the internet. She too dreamt of getting married to a man who loves her, a man who'd help her escape from her once uncaring father. A man who'd take away all the pain that she had suffered. But no, the man whom she almost married gave nothing but pain. If they did end up on the altar, she wondered if she would've become mental by now, or currently doing divorce proceedings. It took many twists and turns for her to realize that only she can make herself happy.

When the vows ended, Diana took it as a cue to sing the next song 'Fix You' by Coldplay. The strings open the song followed by the piano and then the hum of the choir.

"Tears stream down your face I promise you, I will learn from my mistakes Tears stream down your face and I...

Lights will guide you home And ignite your bones And I will try to fix you" The choir and quintet fade in the background as she prolongs the last word, and her voice echoed like cold wind throughout the church's halls.

The bride and the groom cry with tears of joy as the song ended, touched at the way Diana sang the song. The couple looks at each other fondly, before turning back to the altar.

"I now pronounce you Husband and Wife! You may now kiss the bride!" the wedding officiant declares.

Without any hesitation, the groom lifts the bride's veil and kisses her. Loud applause and cheers followed, and the recessional music plays.

Diana watched the bride and the groom march out of the church, followed by their cheering guest. It was moments like this that made her question her own life. However, she puts it aside, knowing where her priorities now lie.

A/N: I might have made some grammatical errors, so I'd do some soft editing along the way.

I hope you enjoyed that one! What do you think of Isaac being jealous? tell me in the comments section below.

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(A 3AM Update) A True Gentleman, Chapter 19 - Taking back her life

A/N: Hi guys, Chapter 19 is up! Some lighthearted comedy here and there too. Not really much of a plot device, but we're approaching how to handle the reality of Diana's situation as she tries to take her life back. Tell me what you think in the comments below, and Enjoy reading!

NINETEEN

Taking back her life

Diana looked at the dating app on her phone and read the exchange of messages with her date. After the first time, in a long time, she was finally going out on a 'date'.

The guy who she had been chatting with seemed kind enough. In fact, she had chatted with him for a few weeks before even deciding to go out with him. She definitely does not want some asshole. Once bitten, twice shy. She has learned her lesson after all the years of being in an abusive relationship.

Again, sadly, she left the house through her bedroom window, not wanting to see Isaac. It had been weeks since they have seen each other. The only thing she heard was his voice and the sound of his footsteps around the house. In fact, he tried knocking on her bedroom door, only to be met with silence. She had been pretending to not be around for some time now, and the only time she talked to him was through phone messages, telling him that she had already paid the rent.

His attempts of communicating further were also met with silence on the other side of the line. If he was lucky, she would give him a late response as she was determined to cut herself from him emotionally.

**********

When Diana arrived at the place that she and her date agreed upon, she saw the open park theatre filled with orchestra musicians, packing their instruments. It appears that they had just finished their rehearsals.

She looked to her side, and there on one of the benches, seated, was a handsome man, reading through countless music sheets. She walks in his direction and clears her throat to get his attention.

"Maestro... I'm Diana Rutherford..."

**********

It was a funny reason why Diana had agreed on this date in the first place. First of all, it wasn't for something romantic. Her date is actually a music executive, composer and orchestra director who went to the dating app, only to find a replacement singer who can sing opera in alto-soprano for a small formal charity benefit to be held at the park. Second, she needed someone to talk to, and he and she happen to get along well. Nothing more.

Diana, with opera training, and whose voice happens to fall under alto-soprano, agreed, with a bit of hesitation, of course, thinking if this was legit or not. Furthermore, there was a promise of payment, which made her finally give in. Taking on a part-time job was not so bad after all, especially that she needed some extra funds.

"Uhhmmm, how do I address you?" was her first question. Of course, she knows his name. An epitome of tall, dark and handsome, he carried this air of quiet respect. So she wanted to be polite.

"By my name would be great" was his reply, accompanied with a disarming smile.

" Alright, Aedan... " she cleared her throat and sat up straight.

"Well, I'm just curious, what were you doing in the app with a fake profile? You don't look like you needed to do that" he states, seeing that she was nothing like the way she describes in her profile.

"I was looking for someone to date... no erase that, I was hoping for someone to talk to... the app was a convenient tool, especially, with the anonymity that the internet provided, but then I found you and that weird ad/ profile of yours." was her straight and honest answer.

He laughs at how honest she was. "Can't you afford a therapist? " he asked playfully.

" I can, but I can't afford to book a session with him every day... that will drain my funds" she reasons, and he chuckles at how direct yet funny she sounded.

"Don't you have friends?"

"Of course! I have friends! But..."

"But?"

"But I can't possibly worry them enough and stress them out. I can't be dependent on them for everything. There are also some things I can't discuss with them, you know? there are limits..."

"Like how you had been in love with their father for a long time?" he adds, remembering that she mentioned this to him before when they chatted in the app.

" Yep... see how that sounds like? 'Daddy Issues'. I mean I do admit, I have that. I will definitely get disowned by my friends if those issues come to light..." she sighs. "Oh, by the way, where are your other singers? and why did you have to find a singer using the dating app?" she adds.

He sighs, " One is currently busy with her children, a few of them preparing for their final papers, the others are currently overseas, travelling, no one is available on the date of the performance..."

"Oh... yes, that is a problem..." she nodded in agreement. " But why the app? It's unconventional..." she reasons.

He laughs " It's unconventional, but it was fast and it worked! I found you! You do realize that the app isn't only about dating!" he says, referring to the 'social' part where you find people or groups of like-minded people.

"Err... so do you plan to continue dating ?"

"No... I've deleted the app,"

"Ha? But why?"

"I didn't like some messages I've received from some..." he said, shaking his head and feeling the hair on the back of his head, stand. It creeped him out just remembering those inappropriate messages.

"Well... I can only imagine..." she said, understanding that he must've received some 'thirsty' messages that anyone will be uncomfortable reading, due to how attractive he is.

"Why did you click my profile?"

" Well... obviously, I swiped right because you're an attractive man... you look like a clean-cut version of 'Ross Poldark', other than that, I would have not talked to you, if not for what you've written in your bio."

" I like your honesty!" he declares and threw his head back laughing.

"Thank you..."

"Did you really have opera training?" he asked, still in doubt.

"Yes, I started during the sixth form, my grandmother sent me to lessons to build my confidence and voice...It even became my elective back in university... Then I joined choirs, sang oratorios... so on and so forth... I sang with the choir in church and there were times I sang part-time as a soloist in some events. I enjoyed those times, "

" What made you stop? Singing I mean?"

"I... I..." she paused for a moment, finding a clear way to explain what happened. " I got into a relationship... "

"Let me guess... he was either possessive or abusive?" he guessed, already knowing which was it.

"Both actually... he didn't like me being looked at when I sang... I guess he wanted the audience to close their eyes during a song..." she recalls, remembering the incident with her ex, Jesse.

Aedan laughed and nodded in agreement. Hearing such situations wasn't new to him. He had a few incidents before where a soloist came to a rehearsal with a black eye. Abusive people demand the victim's attention solely focused on them, and try to cut off the victim from the activities they love.

"I do hope you are no longer with that man... I don't want another soloist coming to a rehearsal unable to sing properly because she is injured... don't get me wrong, I may want the performance to be perfect, but I do care for people, and I do feel the pain when I see such situations..."

"Yes... don't worry, I've broken up with him a long time ago," she assured.

"Good!" he exclaims and after a while, remembers something and looks at his watch. "Rehearsals resume in an hours time. Let's have lunch, and we will test your voice later"

**********

"What made you want to sing again? If I may ask?" Aedan said, waiting for the orchestra to return to their seats.

"It's just... I want my life back, Aedan... I just want to go back to what I used to be" was her answer, and he understood.

"Alright..." Aedan taps his baton on the podium, signalling everyone that they were about to start rehearsal. He calls in another person, and another man enters the stage.

"Diana, this is Max, your duet, Max, this is Diana, your new partner!" Aedan introduces.

Diana looked at Max and her mouth hung agape in admiration. if Aedan is handsome, so is Max! Tall, dark, and ruggedly handsome, bearing a fleeting resemblance to Hugh Jackman. She smiled, and giggled to herself, thanking her lucky stars for being surrounded by handsome men today. This would definitely be a good step to move on.

"Diana," Max stretches his hand out for a handshake and she gives them a tight squeeze, whilst smiling like a schoolgirl at him.

"You can ogle at him later, all you want, if you pass the 'audition', Diana!" Aedan teased, earning him a grimace from her. He chuckled at her reaction but quickly asked her to stand straight and get ready for vocal warm-ups.

Aedan sits adjacent to the grand piano and plays the keys for the duet to warm up. After the vocal warm-ups, he goes back to his podium and the orchestra sat in position.

"We have a tradition in this group, every time there is a new singer... as a welcome, she is to sing-" Aedan waves his baton and the began to play the introductory part of the song 'Libiamo ne' lieti calici' which was followed by Max baritone voice, singing the first verse and turning to Diana with a smile.

"How appropriate," she smiled, knowing that it was quite a welcoming song and felt the excitement in her heart to sing once again. And when her turn came, she took a deep breath and without hesitation and care of the possibility of singing out of tune, she gave it her all.

When the song was about to close, the orchestra plays increases their tempo, so as the two duets and then together, they hit the high note with their voices, closing the brindisi.

Diana catches her breath, it was definitely a struggle for her to hit the note, how long has it been since she sang? Years. However, she was met by applause by the orchestra musicians, her duet partner, and the director, Aedan, which came to her as a surprise, because she knew she didn't hit every note right.

"Welcome to the group, Diana!" Max smiles, giving her a squeeze in her hand.

"Thank you, Max!" was her response.

"Welcome to the group, Diana! you've missed a note here and there, but I believe that can be improved with practice" Aedan says, as he approaches. The way he said 'practice' already scares her.

**********

"Oh, my, my, Diana! you are glowing, recently!" Mrs Chambers greets Diana as she goes back to her reception area after lunch.

"Thank you! But what do you mean glowing?" she asked, a little bemused.

" You lively! Happier?! no longer gloomy liked you used to be, no offence" was Mrs Chambers direct answer.

"None taken..." she smiles, knowing that Mrs Chambers has a point. She looked like a pale, gloomy flower.

"Is this a new skincare? beauty routine? activity, a new man?"

Diana laughed at the last part of what Mrs Chambers said. "No, unfortunately, not a man... It's probably because of having clarity of the mind now," she said, knowing that Mrs Chambers was also aware of the past depressing incidents that she had gone through.

"I am glad for that!" Mrs Chambers smiles at her.

Earning the clarity of the mind was one of the things Diana was grateful for. Especially now that she was trying to take her life back.

She looks at her schedule on her phone. On Thursday evenings, she takes JUDO classes, and on Friday evening and Saturday afternoon were rehearsals and additional training with Aedan. He wasn't kidding when she told her how strict he is. Heck, he knows when one didn't practice the song. There was a wee bit of regret in her for agreeing to take JUDO classes and joining the orchestra as one of their singers, especially now that she had to follow strict discipline. But gratefulness, enjoyment, and the contentment it gave her overweighs the regret.

**********

Diana enters the restaurant and looks around for Aedan. He told her that they would meet at this restaurant which was, near her office, before they head for practice.

She smiles and waves at him, upon seeing him seated at a table near the window. He smiles back and waves at her to come over.

"Hello, Aedan"

"Good Afternoon, Diana! I sure do hope you practised the song."

"Ahehehe... I did!..."

He narrows his eyes on her.

"I swear I did!, though it was a struggle, I made sure I did, every day! In full voice!" she says in her defence.

Aedan laughs. "Don't worry, I understand, you don't want your 'crush' to hear you singing! By the way, do you still leave the house using your bedroom window?"

She looks at him sheepishly and that look she gave was enough to answer his question.

He throws his head back laughing. "Oh, Diana! How are you going to leave the house on the day of the performance? Do you want me to rescue you from the tower and fight the dragon?" he teased.

"What the heck! Aedan! Dr. Skovgaard isn't a dragon!"

"I never said that!" he says, hand up in surrender, still laughing.

"Diana?!" a familiar voice calls her name, she looks around to find Allegra seated at the nearby table.

"Allegra!" she greets, a little nervous, as if she was a little girl caught in a misdeed.

"You're here! I haven't seen you in a long time! Look how glowing you are!" Allegra says, echoing the same thing Mrs Chambers had said and gives her friend a tight embrace. "You wouldn't join us for dinner, what have you been up to?!" was her next question.

"Ahehehe..."

However, before Diana could think of an answer, Allegra turns her attention to Aedan. She looked at him suspiciously which made Diana nervous.

"And may I know who is this? care to introduce me to your new friend?"

"This is Aedan, Aedan, this is Allegra, my best friend..." she introduces, and Allegra immediately takes the seat beside Diana, still looking at the man suspiciously.

Aedan beams at her and stretches out his hands, offering Allegra a handshake, which she took.

"Hi, I'm Aedan McInnes... Diana's date" he says, followed by his disarming smile. Knowing that Diana didn't want to tell anyone of her current activities.

"What?!" Allegra's eyes widened in shock. "Since when? You've never told us anything, Diana!" she says, turning to Diana.

"Oh! it's just recent! I didn't want to tell anyone because everything happened just recently! Plus, I didn't want to worry you, also... Aedan's a great guy!" she reasons and gives the grinning man a quick glare.

"I see... well... Of course, I'd be worried about you, and Aedan, what do you do?" was the beginning of Allegra's interrogation.

" I am a music producer," was his reply, which is part of the truth.

Diana sighs, as the interrogation continued.

**********

"Out of many things you could think of! Aedan! you told Allegra, that you're my date..." was the first thing that came out of Diana during the rehearsal break. They were almost late for rehearsal because of it. "We barely made it out of there!"

However, the only reply Aedan gave was a hearty laugh. "Tell me, Diana, what are you exactly worried about? By right, we are not doing anything wrong,"

She paused for a moment and thought about it. What was she worried about " I... I don't know... Dr Skovgaard finding out?" the reason just carelessly slipped out of her lips.

"Aha!" Aedan exclaimed, causing Diana to jolt in surprise.

"What?"

" You're worried about your crush finding out!" he declares.

" Wait...what? I said that?! I-"

"Diana, look, you should not worry, in fact, you should be glad! If your Dr Skovgaard reacts, then it means he cares for you!"

"Of course, that man cares for me! I told you he sees me as his daughter! "

"Uh, uh , uh, that will depend on how he reacts!" he adds, making her a little hopeful. However, she knew that it was impossible.

**********

It was a Sunday when Allegra met her father for brunch. She excitedly jogs upon the small staircase that led to the front door of the restaurant. She had been wanting to tell her dad what she had recently found out.

"Woah... Allegra, what is all this excitement about?" was the first thing Isaac said to his daughter, the moment she arrived at their table, looking a little too excited. He chuckles and calls for the waiter, thinking that it was some sort of good news.

"Guess what I've found out yesterday dad!" her tone and expression turning into 'worry'.

"What is it?"

" Ross Poldark! he's dating her!!" Allegra declares. Describing how Aedan, her friend's date yesterday, has a fleeting resemblance to the character.

"Wait... what? " was his reply, unable to comprehend what his daughter was saying.

" Diana is dating again!!" she declares, clearer this time.

Isaac's expression changes from 'worry' to something darker. Which his daughter didn't notice as she continued telling what she found out.

A/N: I probably made some grammatical errors here and there, so I'd do some soft editing from time to time. Why do you think Isaac's expression darkened? tell me what you think in the comments below.

Also;

Brindisi - is a drinking song.

A number of Opera Singers / Choral Singers / Soloist / Orchestra Musicians have day jobs.

My face claims were; Aidan Turner and Hugh Jackman for Aedan and Max (Because Hugh can sing). I also want to assure you, they're not rivals of Isaac, but plot vouchers for the next chapters. These characters are there to give clarity and support to Diana.

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(A 3AM Update) A True Gentleman, Chapter 18 - Realizations

A/N: Before anything else, I really am sorry that I'm only writing now. I guess the past few years of stress and overworking have finally taken their toll on me. I was recently diagnosed with ‘Hypothyroidism’ and I end up sleeping way too early than my supposed bedtime because I get tired real quick. Getting to the point, I think I've become like a Koala bear who only wakes up to eat. Nonetheless, I still like writing, and I am trying to get back into writing, so here I am writing another story. Chapter 18 is up! Reality bites Diana.

                                                    EIGHTEEN

                                                   Realizations

When Isaac and Diana arrived home, they heard voices coming from the kitchen as they entered from the back door. Isaac sighed and wanted to facepalm himself when he realized that his daughters weren’t done setting up the surprise meant for Diana.

The two women were still busy arguing about decorations that they did not notice their father, and their best friend enters the room. Diana chuckled and took the birthday trumpet and blew the horn, getting both their attention.

The two siblings snapped their heads in the sound’s direction, only to realize that their supposed surprise was no longer a surprise.

“Dad!” the siblings complained in unison. Allegra facepalmed herself whilst Olivia continued complaining. “ You had one job, Dad! One job!”

Isaac raises his hands in surrender and uttered a word of sorry.

“It’s alright...” Diana assured both of them, it was the effort that counts after all.

                                                      **********

That night after her birthday party, not wanting to be alone with Isaac, Diana quickly retreated back to her bedroom after his daughters left. She didn’t want to be disturbed or be reminded of the bet they had agreed on earlier. Moreover, the birthday party being thrown for her felt strange. It’s just not something she was used to.

She sits down at the sofa that was next to the window and lounges there for a while. She was tired of living as a ‘victim’, desperate for approval, and begging for affection and love that vowed to take charge of her life more actively from now on and stop depending on Isaac.

The first step would be finding a new apartment, as she needed to get away from him and let go of her feelings out of respect for her Allegra, and Olivia. Second, she needed to get herself in the right frame of mind and be more self-sufficient, emotionally and mentally. The third step is getting a job or create her own startup since she has a bit of money.

With a newfound purpose, she strengthened her resolve and promised to start the next day.

                                                       **********

Because she had promised to meet up with Alric for lunch, she needed to leave the house, which means she had to go out of her room and see Isaac. The thought of possibly meeting him downstairs dreaded her. So she thought of another way to get out of her room and leave the house without getting caught, and that was leaving through her bedroom window.

She was glad that her bedroom window was facing the back garden where the fence had a door for her to exit. Not only that, she also secretly placed a wooden ladder and disguised it as decoration, so it would be easier for her to climb down.

With a sigh and her bag and shoes in her other hand, she climbs down the ladder. It felt like she was a teenager running away from her guardian. When she reached the ground, she quickly put on her shoes and ran to the door of the fence.

She felt some sort of victory when she left without being caught and decided from now on to use the window, no matter how inconvenient it would be.

                                                   **********

“Happy Birthday, Diana!” Alric exclaimed, and gives her a warm hug, and hands her a gift bag, followed by an envelope.

“Thank you, Alric! but you really didn’t have to! celebrating it with me is enough!” she assured.

“What are you waiting for? Open it!” her bother encouraged.

She looks at the bag and the envelope curiously, before deciding on opening the envelope first. She smiles at her brother, expecting it to be a greeting card, with a touching message inside, but what she found was something else.

“ You registered me for JUDO classes?” she scratches her head, it was one of the most unique gifts she received.

“Yes” was his answer.

“But why?”

“ Because I’m worried about you, Diana... I don’t want you to be beaten and bruised again. I just want you to be able to be strong enough, stand up for yourself effectively, and feel safe “ he appealed to her, knowing that she might be hesitant about the class.

Diana leaned back to her seat and smiled at her brother. She knew that he had been worried about her ever since he found out about the toxic relationship she had with her ex. “Thank You, Alric! I really like this gift... In fact, I’m already excited to join the classes!”

“And one more thing... I’d hate to ask you this... but I just need to confirm it, you wanted to move to a new place because of Isaac?” he asked hesitantly, but his curiosity got better of him. He was the first one to know as he was also the first and only one Diana had told.

“Yes...” was her answer.

“Did he do anything wrong?” his voice hardened.

“No!” was her quick reply. Not wanting Isaac to be wrongly accused of anything.

“Then? Why? You like Dr Skovgaard, shouldn’t you be happy that you’re living with your ‘crush’? But seriously, why? Women who fancy him would definitely envy your situation! ”

“Alric...” she chuckles, and then sighs. “ That is exactly why I need to get away from him. I’m in love with the man...”

Alric kept silent and didn’t know how to respond to his sister’s full admission of her feelings.

“ Yes... exactly? you’re in love with the man! why do you want to leave?” was his question after a few moments of silence.

“Look Alric, first of all, Isaac will never look my way and that hurts...”

“Don’t be like that! You’re-”

“Let me finish...” she said quickly cutting him off. “ The man definitely sees me as his niece or daughter. Knowing that we will be nothing more than that... it hurts like hell.” she pauses for a moment, taking a deep breath, feeling the tug in her heart.

“Second, even if it is an impossible scenario... that he has affections for me too... I will lose my friendship with Allegra and Olivia, and I can’t bear for that to happen. Me, pursuing their father, will be seen as a ‘betrayal of their trust'. In whatever angle you look at it, a best friend of yours suddenly dating your father does not look good,”

Alric sighed. Though he rooted for his sister and Isaac, everything she had just said was on point. It doesn’t matter if Isaac and she are consenting adults, it doesn’t matter if their intentions are pure. It would be his sister who would be on the losing end.

He reaches for her hand and gave it a squeeze. “Alright, I’ll help you...”

A/N: I will do some soft editing because I probably have made some grammatical errors along the way.

Also, one more thing. I know you think this chapter is a little sad. But we needed to approach the reality of what will happen if she were to date, Isaac. But I would still love what you guys think, your input in approaching this will be a great help!

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