AN: So sorry, one short Chapter today. I ve been very exhausted. I will make it up soon. Happy reading.
Kaius's POV
The steady scratch of pen against paper was the only sound in the office.
Kaius didn't look up as he signed the last document, flipping it over with practiced precision. Another followed.
Then another. Numbers, contracts, decisions—each stroke of ink sealing outcomes that would ripple far beyond this room.
"Sir."
Aaron's voice cut in gently, careful not to intrude more than necessary.
Kaius paused, pen hovering mid-air.
"You have a dinner scheduled with your parents tonight."
A brief silence followed.
Then Kaius leaned back slightly, glancing at the time on his wristwatch.
He had lost track.
"Prepare the car," he said calmly.
"Yes, sir."
Aaron moved without another word.
Kaius closed the file in front of him, his expression unreadable as always—but there was a faint shift in his gaze. Subtle. Almost imperceptible.
Blackwood Residence
The gates opened before the car even came to a complete stop.
The estate stood as it always had—quiet, imposing, untouched by the chaos of the outside world. Warm lights spilled from tall windows, soft against the deepening evening.
The car door opened.
Kaius stepped out.
The moment he crossed the threshold, the family butler approached with a slight bow.
"Welcome home, young master."
Kaius gave a small nod in acknowledgment, a silent habit he had long adopted. Words were unnecessary.
"The master and madam are waiting in the general living room."
Without another word, Kaius walked in.
The living room was warm.
Soft lighting.
Familiar voices.
The faint scent of tea lingering in the air.
His mother looked up first, her face lighting immediately.
"Kaius, you're here."
His father followed with a measured glance, though the faint softness in his eyes didn't go unnoticed.
Even his sister, lounging comfortably, sat up a little straighter.
He stopped just short of them.
"Father. Mother."
A simple greeting.
But it carried more weight than most words.