Turning Of The Tide

The bright moonlight spilled down, suffusing the car with a gentle brightness. Amidst the air, an aura of romance lingered.

A soft breeze swept by, causing the roadside grass to sway. The blades of grass playfully nudged one another as they moved.

Inside the enclosed compartment, only the echoes of kisses resonated. The girl closed her eyes, relishing the affection from the man. With his eyes open, a faint crimson hue tinged his gaze. He tenderly traced every contour of her features, meticulous and attentive.

Tracing the memory of their encounter, he eased back slightly, granting the girl a brief respite to catch her breath before leaning down again to graze the tender, desire-laden corners of her lips. The pangs of longing spread freely between their lips and teeth, reluctant to part.

No number of kisses felt satiating. His hand instinctively ascended her back, moving leisurely until his palm rested on her neck. Their breaths grew labored, foreheads touching, synchronizing their heavy exhalations.

Ava’s face took on a flushed hue akin to a delicate blush. Her lips held a gentle swelling. Reluctant to let go of him, she clung to his neck fervently.

A husky resonance rumbled against her neck as the man asked, “Don’t want me to go?”

Ava nodded, her reluctance evident, as she nestled against his shoulder.

Eventually, with Ava nestled at his shoulder, he sent a message to Joseph, instructing him to come and collect her.

Shortly after that, Joseph’s car emerged from the estate. Spotting Joseph through the car window, the man patted Ava’s back, saying, “Your brother’s here to fetch you.”

At his announcement, Ava finally relinquished her hold. Frank affectionately tousled her hair and said, “Ill come to pick you up tomorrow morning. You decide the time.

“Alright,” Ava replied obediently, her tone laced with reluctance and a hint of helplessness.

Then, Frank swung open the car door and disembarked. Joseph, who was donned in pajamas a typical attire at 10:30 pm – briefly met his gaze before opening the passenger door, inviting Ava to exit.

Joseph’s keen eyes naturally detected his sister’s atypical rosy checks. He comprehended the situation but maintained politeness as Frank ensured Ava’s safe return. As such, Joseph said, “Thank you for bringing Ava back. Young girls shouldn’t stay up late at night. Perhaps, you can send her home earlier next time.”

Frank grasped the meaning behind Joseph’s words, recognizing that the latter had found it too late. He responded, “Ill do my best.”

He refrained from issuing a definitive commitment.

Matters of the heart were elusive to predict accurately. If he agreed and failed to deliver, he risked appearing unreliable.

Once Ava was seated in Joseph’s car, Frank addressed Joseph, saying. “Open the trunk for a moment.”

Joseph unlocked the passenger side, allowing his sister to settle in. Then, he popped the trunk open, observing as Frank retrieved bags from his car and transferred them into Joseph’s vehicle. A faint smirk danced on his lips, a nearly teasing gesture, as he commented, “It seems like you’ve made quite the investment.

“It’s

to Frank, who was leaning against the car door. before turning the car back into

car. Tapping one out, he ignited it, and the crimson ember flickered brightly in the subdued

courtesy, Frank extracted another cigarette from the trunk and handed it to the guard stationed at the main entrance, saying, “Working late

guard accepted the cigarette. But, as he was about the decline Frank’s offer, Frank had

all that lingered was the murmur of the wind and a haze of uncertainty. The bodyguard thought. “To smoke or not to smoke? Is this considered a form of

Why did he

move the luggage. He expressed concern and said, ‘I’ve prepared some breakfast for you. Take it

Rose the breakfast and helped load her suitcase into the trunk

“Stay safe. Four people are accompanying you, but they will not interfere with your trip or report on your actions and whereabouts. They are merely

nodded before opening her arms to embrace her mother. She said. “Thank

and she patted her daughter’s shoulder, reminding her, “You’re running late. Isn’t

return.” Rose said before departing. Even though she was using William’s money, she still wanted to show her

She felt touched and warmed in her

Airport, a woman wore a short white polo shirt and torn black jeans, a dark blue baseball cap on her head, and a mini limited edition bucket bag

dressed in plain

purposefully toward the airport. People who always stay ahead of fashion trends tend to have an inherent knack for attracting attention.

when checking tickets from a distance. Rose boarded the plane and found her seat according to

rather considerate,”

snuck in, and she was relatively content. The four bodyguards who followed her could not sit beside her since their tickets were purchased later. Frank’s tickets were booked in advance, causing two bodyguards to sit behind

Frank had done this

her swiftly. The plane had not taken off yet, and she was already in dreamland. As such, she did not notice the person sitting next to her.

stood by the seat, his lowered eyelids glancing at her attire as he hesitated momentarily. He did not say a

before she could speak, the man extended his long hand. gesturing for her to be quiet. He then waved his

flight attendant assumed they were a couple and regarded them with envious and congratulatory

not want

vibrating phone came from his pocket. After sending a reply, he turned off his phone and quietly laid back on his seal, pretending to

and sleeping while sitting was uncomfortable. In her dreams, she had forgotten she was on a plane, and

saw she had not reacted. She was sleeping soundly. Was this insomnia? Catching up on

since she had already fallen into

she still ended up slumped against his shoulder. After repeating this process three times, he ultimately surrendered, thinking. “Well, I suppose it is going to

closed his eyes, surrendering to slumber as well. Having stayed awake all night to complete work for the upcoming two days to attend his friend’s store opening in Artroyland, sleep had been an