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Night loomed in the sky while the darkness loomed in my mind. I didn't even turn the lights on in my office as I just sat on the desk chair in misery and anger. Time just passed as I kept thinking about Clio and how the Moon Goddess was torturing me.
My phone rang and I picked it up without even looking at the caller ID
"Hello?" I let out a sigh as I rubbed my temples but all I heard from the other side was silence, "Hello?" I leaned back against the chair
Then I heard a sniffle
Hmm?
"If you're not going to answer," It was getting on my nerves, especially because I was already annoyed, "I'm going to end the call," I said in a menacing tone. Then brought the phone away to press the red icon to finish the call when the other party spoke.
"S-sir," A familiar voice that seemed to be crying reached me, "S-sorry," The person on the other side sniffled, "I don't know who else to c-call." His breathing was shaky and he kept sniffling
I brought the phone back to my ear, "Clio?" I stood up from my chair in a frenzy, "Why are you crying?" My heart did a flip.
Oh! Shit. I was about to hang up on him!!
"I'm sorry," He hiccuped, "I really," He sniffled again, "I just," There was a pause, "Called you out of nowhere, I'm sorry."
"It's fine," I replied, "Tell me why you're crying?" I was not expecting a call from him the same day we had such an awkward interaction.
"I'm sorry," All I heard was the sound of sobs from the other side.
"CLIO," I called his name calmly but sternly, and when I felt I had his attention I spoke again, "What's wrong? Why are you crying?" I said the words clearly and intensely to make sure they got through him.
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Silence,
He didn't reply.
Was it something he couldn't tell me? Could it be something he doesn't want to say?
I grabbed my coat from the back of the chair and began to walk out.
"Where are you?" I asked
I heard a sniffle again, "Almost back," His voice was extra soft. All the crying had probably worn him down.
"Almost back?" I left the office, "From where? Did you go somewhere, no wait," I can ask all that when I get to him, "Where are you about to reach?"
"The train station." He hiccuped
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If I could, I would have shifted and ran all the way here but the streets were still busy and I couldn't afford to do that so I had to take my car and stop at the red lights which was very frustrating but the moment I reached the train station I got my phone out.
I dialed Clio's number and ran inside.
There were a number of people there but my eyes searched for only one person. As the call tried to connect I watched out for ringtones and I was able to catch one in a distance and started sprinting towards it.
In a distance, I saw a small figure sitting on the bench staring at his phone. He answered the call and brought it next to his ear but didn't say anything. But I did hear him sniffle and I saw the tears roll down his cheek.
"Clio," I called his name and saw him bring his sleeve up to wipe his tears.
"Yes," His voice was so feeble when he spoke, "Are you here?" He sniffled as I reached him.
"Yes," My voice resonated in real-time and through the phone and he caught that immediately and raised his head to see me walking up to him.
And there he was, tears glistening in his eyes, his cheeks flushed with the evidence of his vulnerability and his small figure shrunk even more with the posture he was sitting in. At that moment, as I watched him, I couldn't help but find him incredibly cute, despite the sadness that clouded his features.
The sight of his tears, the raw authenticity of his emotions, touched something deep within me. Without a word, I approached him, my steps gentle and tentative. As I drew near, I extended my arms to see his reaction and he immediately opened his arms for me to take him, the tears welled up in his eyes even more and he showed me a vulnerable expression. It was like he was hungry for affection.
My wolf howled in delight and I wrapped my mate in a comforting embrace as I took my seat on the bench beside him. His body felt fragile in my arms, his sobs muffled against my chest.
I held him close and I loved how he stuck to me. He practically pressed all of himself into me, as if he wanted to disappear in my embrace.
I know it was wrong of me to feel happy while he was drowning in his misery but whoever put him in this state did me a favor. I loved how he was willingly sticking to me.
I pulled him even closer, erasing any space between us, "What's wrong?" I asked as I caressed his hair, ignoring any other person who walked by us or stared.
Clio gripped my coat from the back as I asked this question but even though he didn't answer me, I remained patient. I had no reason to be rash here because the longer he took to reply, the more I'd get to stick with him.
"I," He said softly, then quieted down. I kept my hands on him, one on his hair while I slipped the other to his back and started rubbing circles on it.
Hmm? He has a thin back
"Keep going," I said
He sniffled and then backed away from me which made me regret my words. His hands slipped from my back and he brought them to the front but still kept gripping my coat which was adorable.
"My," He paused as soon as he started. His gaze was down and I saw his wet eyelash twinkle as a tear got stuck in it, "That," He paused again and let out a deep breath, "My lo-" And he burst into tears again.
Perfect chance.
I pulled him into my embrace, "It's okay," I held him softly but I held him close. "Whatever it is, it's going to be fine," I rubbed circles on his back and soon enough he started crying.
I knew he would be staying in my arms for a while and although he was crying, I loved every second of it. As the minutes passed, his sobs gradually subsided, replaced by a quiet trembling in his form.
Ah~ He's so small and adorable.
Like a little rabbit.
I could feel the tension in his body, and I didn't want to let him go but as he moved back, I gently released him from the embrace, my fingers brushing against his cheek as I wiped away a tear.
He looked up at me, his eyes still shimmering with the traces of tears. The rawness of his emotions had etched a vulnerable beauty into his features, and in that moment, I couldn't help but feel a tenderness towards him.
The wolf in me wanted to lick those tears on his cheek, I wanted to taste that rawness on his wonderful face. I wondered what they would taste like, I gulped, and held myself at bay.
As our gazes locked, I felt an inexplicable pull towards him, and desire welled up within me.
As he looked at me with those teary eyes, his vulnerability laid bare, I felt an overwhelming urge to kiss him, to claim him. To make him cry even more, but under me.
It was a moment of impulse, one that was very hard to control. He was looking back at me with heavy breaths, the sight of which was exciting me. The seconds stretched, time slowing to a crawl, as I tried to control myself but as his big round eyes glistened, so did those pink luscious lips of his that caught my attention.
"Are you better now?" I softly held his cheeks with my eyes stuck on his lips.
He nodded slowly, "Mmmm," But he kept his eyes on me and I leaned closer to him. His breath hitched, anticipation hanging in the air as our lips came closer.
I wanted this so bad, I could feel my heart race in excitement.
"Boss?" A female's voice made both of us halt, "Clio?" And I turned to the people who ruined the perfect moment for me only to find l three people looking at us. Imani, Bizy, and Bizy's son, Peon, were there at the station staring at us wide-eyed.
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I looked back at them in horror because there was no way for me to explain this situation to them
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And they looked back at me in disbelief because they probably would never have expected I would have a man in my embrace and was about to take advantage of him.