Date - 27 February 2021
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Third Person POV
In the grand, opulent mansion, the stillness of the night was shattered by the sound of heavy footsteps echoing through the halls. While the rest of the household slumbered peacefully, one individual, seemingly driven by a sense of urgency or purpose, emerged from his room and made his way across the expansive property.
Ascending the staircase, he approached a door on the opposite floor, his steps quickening with each passing moment. Without hesitation, he began to pound on the door, the rhythmic thudding cutting through the silence like a knife.
After a tense two minutes, the door finally opened, revealing a startled Blake, clad only in his boxers. The sudden intrusion had banished any lingering drowsiness, and as he laid eyes on the mysterious figure, a palpable tension filled the air.
Just as Blake prepared to respond, a new presence materialized, as Alexander, draped in a night robe, stepped into the doorway, his voice deep and husky, ready to confront the situation unfolding before him.
"You.Him.My study. Right Now." He announces his departure and heads to his study.
Early in the morning, Blake woke up feeling confused. The clock showed 3:30 am, leaving him bewildered. He looked at his sleeping companion, Asher, and couldn't believe what he saw. Wanting to make sense of the situation, Blake took off his blanket and gently woke Asher by tapping him with a pillow. This sudden act was probably because Blake needed to understand what was happening and make sure Asher knew about the strange timing that had interrupted their sleep.
"What the hell you moron?"
"You. Me.Your Dad. His Study.Right Now." As Blake attempted to emulate Alexander's actions, he voiced his observations aloud. Asher, who had been peacefully slumbering just moments earlier, was now fully roused and alert.
This sudden awakening was undoubtedly a response to the unfolding circumstances, for it was the beast himself who had extended an invitation to his lair. Declining this invitation was not an option, as they dared not incur the wrath of such a formidable adversary. In a bid to heighten their senses and prepare for the impending encounter, Asher and Blake splashed water upon their faces, hoping to sharpen their focus and clarity.
With measured steps, the pair made their way towards Alexander's office, their destination ominously referred to as "the Doom." Upon reaching the door, they paused briefly to collect themselves before knocking and entering. As they crossed the threshold, their eyes fell upon Alexander, who had halted his actions, perhaps anticipating their arrival or pondering the gravity of the situation that had unfolded.
"Did I give you both permission to enter?"
Both stop on the spot not knowing what to do.
Alexander who was working on some documents related to the company, continue to work while ignoring the boys.
After 20 minutes, Alexander finishes his work and started to arrange the documents.
After arranging the document, he took the coffee which cold after leaving it for long, and put it in the microwave for a few seconds, before taking it out of it.
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