Heart Of Stone - Episode 61&62&63

 

HEART OF STONE

Heart Of Stone - Episode 61&62&63

 (..Sold•To•The•Pit•Of•Hell..)

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By: Naomi Cindy B.

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During her stay in that cold cage, Shayla has heard muffled gossips about carnal pleasures a lot of time, but none of them included this one.

She had no idea a god's mouth on a kitty would be this head-turning, but here she is, enjoying every bit of it.

She was gripping the sheets again before she knew it. Now it has become an habit.

The back of her legs rested on his back, and her throats let out careless m0ans which she didn't care about whoever might be hearing.

Every part of her body is so turned on, so ready.

Shaking, breathless, empty-headed, she moaned again.

"Ry...mmm" 

It was small, but that make him eat more. Her cl+t cried into his mouth, and his eyes didn't even close.

He was staring at her princess parts as he ate softly, giving her the chance to relish every thrust of his tongue.

His hands held her hips, fingers instrumenting her skin as his sweet mouth licked her, tonguing her slit apart. He entered her with his tongue, dragging higher.

"Please don't stop...ohh my!" She dripped on his tongue as the emotions choked her, hanging her on a thread and leaving her to dangle, pleasure-trapping her.

Her throat felt dry even though her m0ans had been minimal. 

Her stomach tightened, legs rubbing his back again as her hands rested on top her own br+à$ts.

"Ahhh...." She hit the bed with her small fist when the hotness came flooding again.

She dripped on his tongue for the second time, her taste wetting his buds with the likeness of a nectar.

He came up, held her face and kissed her, letting her have a taste of herself.

Her eyes snapped shut, and she enjoyed it, making sure to chase every taste.

As they kissed, he stripped himself, sliding his c+ck inside her ready core without warning.

"Ohh...you're so ..."

"Big?" He interrupted, their eyes mirroring deeply as she layed still under him.

"No. I wanted to say sweet." She replied, and he kissed her again.

He might be addicted to her lips, and she can't deny that she feels the same.

She can't get enough. She's always hungry and craving.

Always wanting.

When he started f+kin her, moving fast—in and out, inserting and removing it wetly, she was already gasping for breaths.

"Ry! Geez!"

"More... please more." 

He's not too fast, not too slow, just in-between the line, and now she understands what he meant by 'their first s+x was just a preamble'

This feels different, hits different. He's banging the places she likes, and she's rewarding him with sweet moans which upped the thrusts.

Arms entangled around his neck, legs collaring his waist, eyes into each other, he pulled out and rubbed her cl+t for a teasing minute, pleasuring her with his fingers before knocking his c+ck back inside, reaching another high.

"Yes Yes Yes! Please don't stop!" 

"Yes!" She cried, inching up.

"Love it when you scream, that fuckin tiny voice would ruin me." He whispered deeply, planting kisses on her face.

"I love it when you do me, too." She shyly said, cheeks flushed.

"Well?" He replied proudly, and she smiled widely, caressing his neck.

He tinted up a bit, staring at their midsections where they're conjoined.

She did the same, glancing at his cock inside her pink core.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" He teased, bringing his forehead to hers. Their noses kissed.

"Very beautiful" she replied, and he chuckled, sounding more lively than he has ever been.

"Was I in your past life?" She asked.

"As my rose gardener. I tortured you openly and healed you secretly. Pearl saw that, and she went mad." He replied without filter.

"But... she was..."

"Don't say wife. She wasn't a wife if she stole the mantle from you back then." He cut her off, rubbing his lips on her eyelashes.

"So...me. Am I your girlfriend now?" She asked, and he went silent.

"Will I become your girlfriend when your heart starts beating for me?" She asked again, eyes so expectant.

"You wanna be?" He replied, rubbing her face delicately.

"I...dunno. But I love the sound of it." She replied, softly.

He held her chin, inching up her lips but he didn't kiss. He just stared at it.

"You have the prettiest lips ever, and t+ts, and cl+t. Face is a ten, too." he said, ogling.

She licked his finger, and he chuckled, readjusting himself before starting to f+ck her again.

Her sweet tight p+ßsy embraced him, strangling his c+ck and taking him so good. He has never felt this insatiable. He kept thrusting.

Kept taking her, giving her exactly what her body needed.

Her mouth fell apart, moans spilling with deep grunts for over an hour.

By the time they were done, she was already so tired...so exhausted.

Ryker ran her a cold bathwater, and he bathed her by himself. She was even already sleeping before her body hit the bathtub.

He gave her the best bubble bath and dressed her up in a long white singlet which stopped on her knees.

He had a warm shower too, changing his robe to blue.

He covered her up in bed and placed a kiss on her hair, inhaling her scent addictively from her skin.

He placed his nose there for long before he could move away.

He left the room, meeting his knights at the middle balcony.

"Xena is back at the servants quarters," Sage reported.

"Here, the park news." Cheyenne handed him her phone.

Ryker took it, seeing that the news about the four burnt guys is already flying around, and a lot of people recognize Shayla as the 150 billion slave, his partner.

There's no stop to it. The news is out and Zeke has probably heard it right now which is good.

"Won't this put a hitch in your plan? You wanted to lay low, but now that everyone found out about her fire, what's gonna happen?" Sage asked.

"More reason to lay low and make them believe I'm a slacker who's doing nothing. Let them soak in the news and make more plans in the dark for the next one week." Ryker said, resting his palm on the rail.

"Does that mean we're spending the next one week in Russia?" Cheyenne asked eagarly.

"We're not returning to this city till the eve of the Feast." Ryker replied flatly, facing the two.

"Your lordship, the plan is still the same, right?" Sage asked.

"Wouldn't change plans without telling you both," Ryker's brows dipped. "On the night of the feast, a member of the Millions Family is dying, and you already know who my target is. They'll start paying for their sins that night, and I'm killing one by one. One per year."

There was silence after he said that.

"Travel is tomorrow morning, you might wanna go repack. I need to get to the slaves kitchen." He continued.

They both didn't argue, they left the balcony, and Ryker left for the kitchen.

He didn't bother teleporting. He walked his way there.

--

[A Far-off Cornfield]

Sadie send Mercury home, so she's the only one who brought Rumi here.

She claimed that Soren is her brother, so she's the only who who has the right to punish her for trying to steal him away.

She tied Rumi to the ground, connecting the ropes to the root of the only oak tree in the middle of that green cornfield.

She was holding a slanted bottle of alcohol as she strolled around in front of the bound girl, and Rumi's eyes refused to open.

Her mouth is currently gagged, and her face is down.

Sadie took a sip from the alcohol bottle before ripping the gag away from Rumi's mouth.

She threw her hand to her face, slapping her soundly.

Her fingers printed on Rumi's cheek, and her face shot up. Her mouth opened, and she cracked it, resetting the cheekbones.

Sadie slapped her again, so the cheekbones went dislocated.

Again, Rumi cracked her mouth, resetting the bone.

Sadie raised her hand for the third slap, and Rumi looked up.

"Has anyone ever told you how cute you are when displaying your madness? It's swoon-worthy." She said, crowning the words with a big smile despite her burning cheek.

"Xena Morozov," Sadie scoffed. "You're braver than I thought, and now you've got the nerves to talk back at me?"

"Sadie Millions, I swear to Satan...no one's scared of you," Rumi laughed, looking around mockingly before settling her gaze back to Sadie. 

"Who exactly do you think you are? You're the weakest of the twins and you have no use. You're the useless one but you've failed to see that! You're stupid!" Rumi snarled.

Sadie's hand went down, she angrily pulled Rumi up from the ground, thudding her on the oak tree.

"Say that again! Repeat that you scum! Say that again!!" She kneeled Rumi in the pu+*y.

Rumi groaned out, laughing despite the pains.

But her laughter didn't last long. She suddenly opened her mouth, casting a sleeping spell.

Black flames hit Sadie's face, and Sadie fell on the ground, sleeping off.

Rumi untied the ropes from herself, dumping it on the ground and kicking Sadie's body out of the way.

"Killing you would be a waste of my energy, Sadie. Would have killed Mercury if you had brought her with us. At least, she's a soul shifter and I could siphon her ability, but you? You're as empty as a shell, all you have is this unending hatred that's not gonna give me money." She kicked Sadie's body again and again.

Five times in total before walking out of the cornfield, stepping out to the main road.

She dialled the line and dusted her gown.

"I came to the palace, but the twin girl captured me. I left her consciousness in a cornfield though, casted a sleeping spell on the dummy." She said.

"You came to the East Palace without telling me? Rumi!" The voice scolded.

"I wanted to see Soren, don't blame my crave. He's the only thing we both care about yunno? We need him more than anything." Rumi replied, stopping in the middle of the road when she saw a truck driver approaching.

She slid a small knife out of her bra, throwing it forward.

The blade sliced into the truck window, and before the driver could reverse, he got stabbed in the neck.

Rumi dragged his body out and hopped in the car, driving away.

She held the phone to her ear with her shoulder.

"Let's meet for coffee tomorrow, been a while since we drank together."

"Promise me you won't come to the palace again, it's dangerous." The voice replied.

"I'll wait till Monday to see him, i have no plans to step the palace again till the feast day." She said.

"We meet tomorrow, the usual bar." The voice quipped, hanging up.

--

[West Palace, Faye's Room]

Faye has been staring at her phone screen since she got the short text, and no matter how long she ruminates about it, there's only one person in her mind.

She stared at the text again...

• I know what you are, Faye.

"Rumi? It better not be you sending this, or else I'll submit your dead body to your twin sister by myself." She muttered.

She stood in front of her full mirror, the agonizing screams of her viper clansmen sounded in her two ears, filling her with rage.

She rested both palms on the mirror, glaring at herself.

Their screams continued coming.

"Please don't kill us!"

"We're too peaceful for this! We did nothing wrong!!!"

"Faye! Faye run!!!!"

"Mother! Father!!!"

The more she remembered, the angrier she became.

Angrily, she slammed her forehead on that mirror, hurting herself badly.

"Faye!" Blaise entered the room, his eyes widening when he saw what had happened.

Fates blood pooled at her feet as it bled from her forehead to her face and clothes.

She stood there, staring at him without moving.

"F+ck, Faye why?" He muttered, looking scared.

Five minutes later, he has already wiped the blood away from the ground.

He made her sit in bed and called Winona to come heal her.

"Why the hell would you slam your own head on the mirror, you recalcitrant girl." Winona scolded.

"Sorry, I just got a really manic episode of something personal." Faye replied, and Winona sighed.

"Even though, what if it was 12? Then you'd have to suffer in pains till daybreak before I'd be able to heal you." Winona said.

"I'll be more careful." Faye smiled.

"Better," Winona rolled eyes. "I was planning to come tell you about the latest news...Apparently, Shayla got her fire already."

"Seriously?" Blaise and Faye chorused

Winona handed them her tab, and they both scrolled through the news.

"Yes!!" Blaise jumped.

"It really f+kin worked!" Faye said.

"I know, right? Now we only have to wait for Ryker's next action. Hoping it'd favor us." Winona said.

"Where is mother?" Blaise asked.

"And father?" Faye added.

"They're both drinking at the lobby" Winona said.

"Are you sure it's the right time to celebrate? We still haven't found out the reason for your midnight curse, and someone ripped off three pages from the journal, so..." Faye said.

"That can wait till tomorrow, but tonight, we celebrate!! Helping the demigod deserves a medal!" Winona screamed, rushing out.

Blaise was already following her when he remembered Faye, so he turned back.

"Not coming?"

"Says who?" She rolled eyes, walking past him and going out of the room.

"Can never get used to her unfriendliness." Blaise commented, exiting too.

--

[Vega Mansion, Sword Room]

Esme wore a yellow flowing robe which matched the aesthetics of the room she's in, and she strolled it with a wine cup sitting on her hand.

She looks too deep in thoughts.

Every godslayer has a sword, and this sword room was designed to be the house of the sword, but the sword is not ready yet, so the sword hanger is still empty by the wall.

Esme rested her back on the only shelf in the room, taking the book of gods from the shelf.

She was about to flip it open when Mercury entered the room, looking angry.

"You clearly said you were going to spend the night at the East Palace with the twins." Esme said, dropping the book and glass.

"We caught Xena coming out of the twins room where she went to s+duce Soren, and we took her to a cornfield to torture, but Sadie sent me away, saying she's Soren's sister and she's the only one who has the right to torture Xena. Bull, she doesn't even know how I feel about Soren. Is she going gatekeep her brother for life?" Mercury ranted, taking the glass and draining the wine at a go.

"Maybe it's hightime you let go of your feelings for Soren, you know how territorial Sadie can be, and if she finds out, she'd hate you." Esme said, drawing closer with a convincing smile.

"You can't ruin your friendship with Sadie cos of your likeness for Soren." She continued, and that was replied by the crashing of the wine glass.

Mercury threw it against the wall, sending the pieces around.

"Mercury!" Esme held her two ears in horror, and Mercury walked fast to her as if possessed.

"Give up? It's been years! I've been in love with him since we were kids! Do you know how hard it is to keep bottling my feelings just so Sadie wouldn't find out?" 

"Mercury Vega!" Esme cautioned, looking shocked.

Mercury hasn't crashed out like this before.

Mercury touched her neck, giving it scratches without getting a itch, then she stepped back, panting..

"Focus on your godslaying ability, how to get the godslayer sword and how to wield it! Don't interfere in my love life!" 

She left the room after that, and Esme blinked multiple times, resting on the shelf again.

"When did my daughter become this psychotic? Oh my days!"

--

[East Palace, Slaves Kitchen]

Serving the slaves dinner took longer than usual today, so at 10, Old Chef is still busy doing dishes.

Xena joined him after she arrived from the park earlier, and she kept looking at the time, wondering if Soren is waiting at the attic already.

It's already past 10.

"You still haven't told me where the Grand Supreme took you to in the morning." She said suddenly.

Old Chef removed his hands from the lather water, wiping it on his apron.

"It's nothing, Xena. They didn't hurt me, and that's what's more important."

"They didn't hurt you, but they did something to you. you're keeping secrets." She replied, facing him.

Old Chef sighed, wanting to hold her shoulders, but that was when he came inside the kitchen.

Ryker.

One minute, Xena and Old Chef were standing in front of each other, and in another minute, Old Chef was thrown into the fireplace in the kitchen.

"Father!!!!!" Xena screamed, dragging him out of the fire with his legs.

Half of the hair on his head is already burnt by now, and it's smelling like an animal grill.

"Oh no. Oh no...." Xena cried, kneeling in front of the old man and wrapping a piece of clothe on his half burnt head, but it wasn't over.

Ryker pushed him again. He didn't have to touch him, his mind is enough.

Old Chef slipped away from Xena's hand, and he landed back into the fire, the mark on Ryker's back glossing sharply.

"Father!!!!!" Xena screamed again, dragging him out of the fire again. The smell of burnt meat took over the kitchen, more thick than the first.

By now, all of Old Chef's hair are gone, and his head is madly burnt. He looks like an horror movie character.

"Anatoli" Ryker muttered his name, and Old Chef looked up, crying.

"I swear they made me sign the marriage pact forcefully, it wasn't my fault!!"

Houseflies and bees suddenly filled the kitchen, and Ryker didn't need anyone to tell him before he knew it's Xena's handiwork.

He frosted the kitchen atmosphere, and the low temperature made the bees and houseflies drop dead on the ground at the same time.

They filled the ground with no floor space at all.

Xena stood, coming from Ryker.

She stood on a stool and raised her hand to his face to slap.

Ryker grabbed that hand, tightly, and their livid eyes bored into each other.

"You might hate him like mad, but he's still our father! Also, you might be taller and a powerful demigod, but I'm still older than you heartless bastard!" Xena sat angrily.

"Took you long enough to call me that with everyone else." Ryker smirked.

"That night when father left pregnant mother at home and went to the bar to drink, it was because he was fed up! Do you know how broke he was when mother was pregnant with you? You've been drinking blood since you were in the womb, bastard!" 

"Mother was always short of blood when you were inside her so she was always on blood transfusion! There was even a time when she drank directly from a blood bag cos she was going crazy! Father sold too many properties to buy blood always! He could barely feed us! On that fateful day, he left mother at home and went to the bar cos he wanted to go drink with his last cash and commit suicide, but he made the mistake of touching Azura cos he was drunk!!" 

"If your pregnancy didn't come, all of that wouldn't have happened! If mother didn't get pregnant with a bloodthirsty devil like you! If she had just stopped with I and Rumi, then she'd still be alive by now so stop trying to project your fault on father! Stop hurting him!!"

As the words left Xena's mouth, she wasn't blinking nor stopping.

She said everything as if she had been pregnant with the words and just waiting for today to spill it all out to his face.

Ryker's hold on her hand got rougher, and the blue in his eyes went down. His palm went cold.

She could feel his blood flowing through him.

He bent her wrist backward, breaking it before breaking the stool beneath her feet.

Xena fell from the stool to the ground, groaning.

Despite Old Chef's head pains, he grabbed her to himself, both looking so helpless as Ryker started walking out of the kitchen.

Almost all the Millions family members are by the door already except Jude and Sadie.

"What a lovely, lovely family history."  Granny Tara commented.

"Are you just knowing he's a bloodthirsty devil?" Zeke laughed, his hands in pockets.

Azura said nothing, Soren said nothing too. He's just holding his rabbit in his arms, looking at Xena with different eyes.

"Ryker," Granny Jojo called, but he looked at no one at all.

"Finally got to meet the demigod, but too bad he's not in a good mood" Granny Tara spoke again.

With a wave of his hand, he got Tara out of the way.

Tara fell in Zeke's arms, and they both sneered as Ryker went out of sight, his robe dragging.

"For saying all of that to him, I'll give you a reward tomorrow," Zeke laughed, facing Xena.

"Whoa! This made my night."

"Are you gonna continue going around with your stung wrist?" Granny Tara faced Soren.

"Fine, you don't have to kiss the snake, I'll make you some pills and—"

"I don't need your pills, I'm good." Soren cut her off, leaving the kitchen.

"Rude" Tara said.

"Looks like he found a way to cure himself, let's leave." Zeke said, leaving with her.

"Now that her fire is out, what next?" She asked as they walked side-by-side.

"Doesn't change anything. Everything is set for the feast. Don't panic." Zeke grinned.

Azura and Granny Jojo are still in front of the kitchen, staring at Xena and the chef.

"You're one ungrateful little bîtch, Xena." Jojo muttered, walking away eventually.

"It's been two hours, and Lilith still isn't back with any news." Azura said, following her.

"She asked for five hours, so chill." Jojo replied.

Xena helped Old Chef up, holding his burnt head carefully. Her broken wrist is shaking.

"I'll get you to the West Palace and see if they can heal burns." She said.

"You shouldn't have said that to him." Old Chef cried.

"Let's just go" Xena dragged him out.

--

[Underground Realm]

After leaving Mount Zhitomir, Pearl had led Jude to her realm, just the two of them.

According to her, her palace is underground, and they've been searching for hours.

It has been locked and hidden for centuries, so finding it is a heinous task which they've been dragging themselves through all day.

They haven't rested.

Ground through layers of sand, dust, rocks, water and dead bones.

"Even if I'm not telling you about my tiredness, you should already know I'm fed up. I mean...how many hours do we have to search for?" Jude yawned behind her.

"You agreed to follow me on your own, but there's still a chance for you to leave if you're not comfortable with this," Pearl faced him squarely.

"Every god to his or her own palace. Do you think Ryker has no palace too? His ice palace is just still hidden." She said.

"And Shayla?" Jude asked.

"Of course she does, the most uncomfortable palace ever. I mean... who'd live in the middle of burning fire all day and night. She's definitely planning to stay with my husband at his ice palace later, but I'll make that impossible." Pearl said.

A low crackling sound behind them caused the two to turn.

Right in front of them, a large iron gate appeared, and Pearl smiled satisfactorily.

Waving her robe arm, the gate slipped open, revealing her underground palace to their eyes.

"So...it really does exist." Jude nodded, his eyes settling on the waiting throne.

"Be my first visitor, and plan chaos with me." Pearl faced him, inviting him inside with a hand gesture.

"What card do you actually have?" Jude asked curiously.

"Don't rush, there's still enough time to introduce you to darkness." Pearl smiled, leading him inside.

--

[Next Morning]

Shayla stirred to a new feel beneath her, and she just knows this is different from what she slept on last night. It's different from what Ryker did it with her on.

Her eyes flipped open, she sat up, and her environment confirmed her suspicions immediately.

She's in a glass house.

This room if even larger than Ryker's bedroom in Heartless Tower.

Treasures hung on the wall and decorated the ground, there are displays of the glittering gold and silver crawling around the glasses like snakes.

The ceiling tile and flooring are sparkling white that it feels not right to step on them.

There are jade rose baskets hanging on the walls and the ceiling tiles too, with few flowers in the middle, and they smell so good that she inhaled.

Bright white lights with faint blue in their middle, and the door feels like a country apart as it's so far from the large bed.

She sat on the edge of the bed, taking another look at the room.

More confusion.

Judging by the treasures everywhere and the luxury wealthy style, this place belongs to Ryker, but this is surely not the Heartless Tower.

She looked down at her body, seeing she's wearing aong singlet. Her subconscious knew he bathed her after they did it, so he must have wore this for her?

She finally stepped down from the bed when she saw her phone lying on the bedstand beside an alarm clock.

She picked it up, checking the date...

"10? Did I sleep for two days?" She gasped loudly.

Then she started hearing voices from the other side of the door.

She calmed, straining her ears to listen more. 

"Cheyenne and Sage?" She muttered, rushing out of the room barefooted.

The grounds of the mansion is glass too, and there's a whole aquarium there with several goldfishes swimming around the flooring.

It looks unreal and too good to be true, but she focused on tracing the voices to a kitchen-like room.

Cheyenne and Sage sat there, eating different Russian dishes on the same table, facing each other.

Cheyenne was the first to see her, and when she saw how her nîpples are poking through the singlet she's wearing, she quickly covered Sage's eyes.

"Why would you cover me?" Sage moved her hand.

"Close your eyes, she's here and her clothe is thin." Cheyenne replied.

Sage understood immediately. His eyes snapped shut.

Cheyenne picked a jacket from the backrest of her chair, coming to Shayla to cover her chest with it.

"Where are we?" Shayla asked in a mutter.

"Russia." Cheyenne replied, and Shayla gasped.

"Welcome, to the human realm." Sage joined them.

"Oh my gosh!" Shayla screamed, rushing out of the kitchen.

"Your footwear!" Sage shouted, quickly going to get it.

"You better not hurt that leg, Goddess!" Cheyenne went after her as she raced to the first balcony she saw.

Standing there, she gasped as Russia air hit her skin, filling her with new sensations and mood.

She can't see the city from here cos this glass mansion is enclosed, but at least she could feel the change in air and vibes.

"If you're lucky to have a date with boss, he'll take you round the city." Cheyenne said, arriving with Sage.

Sage dropped her footwear, and Shayla slipped her feet into the two.

"Where's he? How did I even get here? How come today is tenth?" Shayla inquired.

"Boss is in Moscow, he has been in Moscow since we arrived yesterday. There's a whole lot of meetings and conference to be at. His business headquarters is in this country." Cheyenne explained.

"Moscow?" Shayla asked.

"Capital of Russia, just thirty minutes flight from here" Cheyenne replied.

"And yes, we came here when you were sleeping. We were supposed to wait till daybreak, but Xena did something terrible, so boss made sure we left Luminaria that night." Sage answered the second question.

"And... today is tenth cos we're in the human world. Their time is faster here so we've been here since two days ago. In Luminaria, the date is 9th." Cheyenne said.

Shayla calmed, grateful for that clear explanation.

"When...is he returning?" Shayla asked slowly.

"He'll return any day he's done at the headquarters, and we've been assigned to take care of your needs, your ladyship." Sage bowed funnily.

"Stop it..." Shayla blinked. "I'm just Shayla."

"More than just, please don't say things boss hates" Sage replied, and Cheyenne smiled.

"Tell me what you'd like to have for breakfast, I'll make it while you go clean up." She said, handing her a iPad.

Shayla took it, scrolling through the different Russian meals which she could already smell their deliciousness through the screen

She clicked three randomly, and true to Cheyenne's words, the meal esd ready before she finished cleaning up.

Cheyenne is fast with food, and she wondered where she learnt it from.

She ate her fill of the breakfast, and after she was done, she rested and then followed the knights to the practice room in the mansion.

There are unlit candles sitting in thin plates everywhere, then there are so many unlit fireplaces too.

"The practice is for me?" Shayla asked.

"Who else? You burned four guys cos you can't control your fire yet. You need to learn control seriously." Cheyenne replied.

"They touched Xena inappropriately, and though I feel bad for doing that, but they were being scummy." Shayla explained.

"Can you stop mentioning Xena?" Sage said behind her.

"What exactly did Xena do?" Shayla asked.

"We don't wanna talk about it" Cheyenne said.

Shayla sighed, looking at the array of candles and fireplaces.

"I know you're a lazy bone who only wants to spend time with boss and slack off, but you can't escape this." Sage said strictly.

"I know," Shayla said, going closer to the middle of the room.

"Good. Boss can manage his ice, and that's why he can freeze and unfreeze anytime he wants. You should also be able to put out your fire if you're not in the mood to kill a scum completely." Cheyenne said.

"You should close your eyes now, and try putting fire on these candles one by one." Sage said.

Shayla's eyes went shut, and she dragged in a breath, focusing.

Every single candle caught fire. Even the fireplace lit up, burning bright.

"Oh...well. She'd burn everyone in Luminaria. At this rate, you'll never be able to control." Sage muttered.

Shayla shut her eyes back, determined to put out the fire one by one, but she felt a slight drop underneath herself.

She understood immediately, and she moved to Cheyenne.

"Want anything?" Cheyenne asked.

"Period. My period." She whispered, trying not to sound embarrassed.

"Come here, I'll get you pads." Cheyenne pulled her out of the room.

--

[Moscow, Frost H2O Headquarters]

It has been one product showcasing to another since yesterday. There has been no rest since the products are detailed and very much.

Not only the Russian ones, but his branches from the other parts of the world are also sending in samples for his knowing eyes to check out.

He's on the third showcasing today, and as he sat in the middle of the large glittering room with his treasure team and shine men, he looks as different as he always looks whenever he's in a suit.

It's orange color this time, but the trousers are the usual loose, and he's extra smart, hot.

His eyes aren't blinking under his fallen dark hair strands as he accessed the jewelries rolling in through the show glasses one after the other.

"That one's too small"

"Get that one off the glass"

"Not that one... it's too bleak"

"Replace the sapphire with jade."

"Get that one across the branches."

"Reduce the crystal on this one"

Those were his unending comments as he scrolled past the items, and as he picked and dropped, his active team followed the orders.

The showcase hasn't even reached the middle when he felt the mark on his back glowing.

It doesn't only glow when he's mad, it also glows when Shayla bleeds, so he was alerted immediately.

Confirming his suspicions, Cheyenne's call rang on his phone immediately.

He raised an hand, and that was enough to stop the shine team.

They paused the scrolling glass, and Ryker picked the call.

"Tell me she's not really bleeding, or I'll make you and Sage bleed times twenty of whatever she bleeds." He deadpanned.

"She's bleeding, but it's her period, and I dunno...i think it's because she just got her mark. Her temperature went high the moment the bleeding started, and she has vomited the breakfast she ate cos of irritation. She's very sick, Boss." Cheyenne reported.

Before she could even finish speaking, Ryker was already on his tall feet.

"You can't leave yet, Mr. Morozov. We've barely distributed to ten branches, and you're yet to check over five hundred products. There's still a lot to do." The team leader blocked him.

"Scram, this is more important." Ryker replied, still flat in the face but already getting angry.

"Boss, your exit means we'll lose billions across the branches, and you know it." The leader insisted.

"My baby needs me, alright?" Ryker pushed him out of the way savagely.

"Your...baby?" The leader said in confusion, having the same confused face as the rest of the thirty members of the team.

Ryker looked back at him over his shoulder, smirking.

"Oh...you wouldn't understand what that means. I mean...My Girlfriend." He finished him completely.

TBC.

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