He just stood there in a daze processing what happened.
For a good two minutes, Soren was unresponsive.
He never thought that the day Mikhail would point a gun at his head would happen but it did. The feeling of the cold muzzle lingered on his skin and it left an indescribable emotion within him.
For a second, Soren was initially surprised by the weapon then it turned into anxiousness, then it turned into fear, but it eventually turned into amusement and exhilaration when he realized who was pointing it at him.
He never knew Mikhail could be like that at all.
All he ever thought of was how of a loving and caring person Mikhail was. Not once in his wildest dreams did he think of a badass doctor who could smile seductively while pointing a gun at his partner's chin that if fired, would make the bullet go straight from his lower face past to his brain and out of his skull.
'Shit.' He flushed because Soren discovered a whole new world of fantasies in his mind.
It didn't take long before his men arrived carrying the bag that contained Mikhail's items. They saw that their boss was just standing there on the exit of the golf course with a far look ahead which alerted them.
They immediately ran to him and checked his condition.
There seems to be no sign of wounds or shots anywhere. Soren was just looking straight ahead.
"What's the matter, boss? Where is the young master?" They asked and Soren was pulled out of his newly discovered world. The red flush on his face disappeared and he cleared his throat.
He would surely have some steamy dreams later.
"He has my car. Five of you go follow and check on him. The rest of us should head back to the tower," he instructed and even without mentioning names, five of the twelve men surrounding him moved to their cars and checked their phones for the location of Soren Chandler's car while the remaining seven men got in their own but they were headed to the condominium unit where they were all staying including their boss.
"Is the young master alright, boss?" Keith, the leader of the protection group and the sixth highest ranking member asked. The other members who rode in the backseat were silent and did not bother butting into the conversation because even though there wasn't any specific rule Soren had set about them talking, they respected the actor enough not to mess with his mood. Only the members who are ranked high enough are considered to be able to talk with him.
"He is. Are there any updates on where he's at?"
"There is none so far. Our men are still approaching the location of the car."
"I see."
The room went silent again as Soren looked out of the window and he unknowingly smiled because of what happened earlier.
He really didn't know what kind of person Mikhail was after all these years.
The last thing he remembered about the man was how he was so gentle and a natural caregiver to the people around him. But now that they've met again, things must've changed.
But then, thinking about it, he never really thought to inquire Mikhail about what he really was nor did Soren make any effort to find out. Soren was quite the selfish youngster back then. He only prioritized what he wanted and saw what he wanted to see.
Now that he was starting to slowly get a glimpse of the life Mikhail has, he was also starting to open the old canvas he used to ignore back then.
There was so much more to the Kael than he knew before. New emotions, new actions, and new decisions.
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RomanceMiles worked as a photojournalist in a small news publication. For the past four years, he had been trying to make ends meet by taking photos of celebrities and giving them to his work or selling it to other publications if the pay was considerable...
