"When you think of a fox, the first thing you associate with them is their cunning ability. Kitsunes or fox spirits are highly intelligent creatures. They can possess nine tails in a lifetime. The higher the tails, the stronger they are. It's difficult to tell who is one at first glance. They live in human bodies and act normal. But some people can tell. If you're a believer of the extraordinary, you may even be inclined to believe they're in our midst." By the time he was done speaking, Winnie was transfixed. She couldn't tell you half of what he had just said, because she was more interested in the glow his face took every time he just rambled on. For a man who didn't exactly fit in their world, the world of the rich, and elite. Sometimes, it felt like he was above them all."Are you okay?" He waved across her face when she didn't react.She blinked and pulled her face away. Taking the last drop of the drink in her glass to wet her dried tongue, she raised the empty glass, signaling

"I can see Kingston is here too." Elijah's eyes remain on the man who was hell-bent on avoiding him."Let's go then." Winnie smiles and tries to grab his hands. He easily withdraws it and moves past her, so he is closer to Kingston now. She looked around, her face red with embarrassment. Luckily, there was no one watching. Once again, Elijah had proven to her he was still all about Rhonda. That was why he would rather confront Kingston than leave with her."Hello, Kingston." He calls again."Hey." Kingston bobs his head and moves to leave, but Elijah grabs his sore hands. He turns to look at their hands joined, his eyes boiling in rage."Why in such a rush? And with that gloomy face too? Are you trying to tell your father you think his party is boring?" He asks, squeezing the hands.Thick veins appeared at the side of Kingston's face, as the already sore hands began to throb some more. "Let me go!" He warned between his teeth."Yes Elijah, let him go. What are you doing?" Winn

"How many more minutes until we reach the restaurant?" Winnie asked her driver, already sick and tired of the long drive. She has made a huge mistake. Actually, two huge mistakes. One was agreeing to go on this business date, and the other was allowing Kingston pick out the restaurant. The cam had been rolling for about an hour now, and there was no sign of it stopping soon."Ten, according to the maps." John and replied focused on the road, but the wrinkled lines on boths sides of his head told a different tale. He didn't like this arrangement one bit. For as long as he could remember, he had been Winnie's personal driver who sometimes doubled as a bodyguard. He probably knew her more than anyone. The papers described her as the people's princess with a pure heart. While all that was true, not many seemed to know just how stubborn and persistent she was. Case in point, agreeing to go on this dinner date. He hated that he wouldn't be there to keep her safe. Almost felt tempted to

Despite the pouring rain, Kingston kept on driving. He didn't stop, until it became clear the rain wasn't stopping soon. "You keep driving, but I've not seen any recognizable spot yet." Winnie said."That's because I'm following a faster route. I can barely even see." He said."There's a faster route to the city?" "Unfortunately, it looks like we'll have to stop soon. It's getting more difficult, and dangerous to navigate the road.""Stop?" Her voice risee in alarm. "Why do we need to stop?" She asked like she had not just hear him say how difficult driving in the rain was."There's another option though." He said with a small voice that made her raise a suspicious brow."And that's?""The house my grandma stayed before her demise is just a few blocks away. We could stay in the house, until the rain subsides.""Alone?" She blurted out.He whipped his head to the side to stare at her. "I don't think we have much of an option right now. I mean if you have a better suggestion

He turned on hearing his name, and Kingston used the brief distraction to slip out of his hold. "Don't." Winnie reached out to hold him when he moved to follow Kingston who had run out already."He was going to---" He couldn't bring himself to say the words. If he did, he knew he wouldn't be able to control himself. And who was he without the carefully honed control he had mastered for years. "He's not worth it." She said.He stood with his back turned to her for a couple more minutes. Counting, waiting patiently for the storm in him to calm. Her hands on him was probably the biggest help, but when she withdrew it, he had to fight from scratch again. "It's not ruined at least." This time, he finally turned to see her holding her phone. Feeling his gaze on her, she looked up, and smiled. "It fell. I thought the screen was cracked.""Are you okay?" He asked, wondering why she was worried about a phone, when she had just been in a vulnerable situation."You came. That's all t