Elijah adjusted his collar and checked his watch, his expression tense as he waited in a quiet corner of a dimly lit restaurant.When Lando Yale entered, his usually casual demeanor was replaced with one of quiet intensity. He moved with a purpose, his sharp eyes darting around to ensure privacy.“Elijah,” he greeted with a curt nod, slipping into the seat across from him.“Lando. Thanks for coming on short notice,” Elijah replied, leaning forward.“There’s been a change of plans. Duke West and William Winter are coming for your business operations—and Sophia’s, too.”Lando’s face darkened.“Those two don’t know when to quit. They’ve been poking around my operations for weeks now. But Sophia? I thought she was safe under your watch.”“She is,” Elijah said firmly, his gaze unwavering.“But Duke West is moving faster than anticipated. They’re gathering allies, and their influence is spreading through some… unexpected channels. We need to solidify our defenses, and we need to do it toget

Elijah moved quickly, adjusting his shirt and straightening his sleeves as he prepared to leave.Olivia, still reclining on the bed, looked up at him, her expression slipping from warmth to confusion.“James… you’re leaving?” she asked, her voice soft but tinted with disappointment.He paused briefly, giving her a gentle, reassuring smile. “I have to go. Something unexpected came up, but I’ll make it up to you. Promise.”Olivia’s eyes searched his face, a flicker of frustration showing through her smile.“I hope so, James. It’s starting to feel like I barely get to see you anymore,” she whispered, letting her hand linger on his arm.Elijah gave her hand a slight squeeze before stepping back. “I’ll be back soon.”With that, he left the room, heading out to meet Sophia, his mind already shifting to the next steps he needed to take.The streets blurred as he navigated his way back to Arthur Palace, tension building in his chest.Sophia had never called him this urgently before, and he wa

Elijah lay beside Sophia, the quiet night folding around them like a soft blanket, creating a world that felt like theirs alone.Sophia nestled into him, her cheek resting on his shoulder, one hand splayed over his heart, fingers tracing gentle circles across his chest.The steady rhythm of her breathing filled the silence, a comforting presence that spoke more than any words.“Elijah,” she whispered, looking up at him with a gentle smile, her fingers brushing the line of his jaw, as though tracing his features into her memory.“This is where I want to be, always. Just like this.”He wrapped his arms around her a little tighter, pressing a kiss to her forehead.“That’s exactly what I want too,” he murmured, his voice low and warm.“No matter what happens around us, Sophia, this—” he squeezed her closer, his voice soft but steady “—this will always be ours.”She sighed, a soft sound of contentment lighting her eyes with warmth.“I know you mean that,” she whispered, her fingers driftin

Olivia watched Elijah closely, her gaze lingering on his every move. The man she knew as James was beginning to feel different—secretive, like he was constantly keeping something just out of her reach.“James,” she began, her tone soft but tinged with curiosity, “I feel like I barely see you anymore. You’re always… somewhere else.”Elijah, maintaining his calm composure, smiled faintly.“Business is demanding, Olivia. You know that better than anyone.” He met her gaze, his voice steady, but he noticed the flicker of doubt in her eyes.Olivia’s expression remained thoughtful, and she took a small step closer.“It’s not just business, though, is it? Sometimes it seems like you know things that don’t even concern you. Things that I wouldn’t expect you to be involved in.”Elijah let out a soft chuckle, trying to ease the tension.“Curiosity is a dangerous quality, Olivia,” he murmured, his tone light but firm.“Some things are better left unsaid, don’t you think?”She didn’t look convince

Sophia sat on the edge of the bed, her face pale and her hands tightly clasped together.When Elijah walked in, she didn’t look up; instead, her voice broke the silence."Elijah… why does it feel like I'm losing everything?" Her voice was barely above a whisper, but he heard every word.He took a step toward her, concern creasing his brow. “Sophia, what’s wrong?” “What’s wrong?” she echoed, finally looking up, her eyes glistening with unshed tears.“Everything is wrong, Elijah. I thought… I thought I had a family, a husband, someone I could rely on.”She shook her head, trying to keep her composure.“But my family, they treat me like a pawn in their games. And you… you’re never here.”The pain in her words sliced through him, and he took her hands gently, his grip firm but careful.“Sophia, I know I haven’t been able to be around as much as I should. But it’s not because I don’t want to be with you. I’m trying to protect you from things you can’t even imagine.”She searched his face,