Why Us??

Chains of Obsession ⛓️

( Morning at the Resort)

The soft light of early morning filtered through the curtains, casting a gentle glow across the room. The bed was warm, cozy, and quiet, save for the rhythmic sound of Kinn's breathing. His arm was draped over Porsche's waist, pulling him close even in sleep, but the stillness didn't bring Porsche the peace it once did. His thoughts, as always, were racing minds ticking with worries and fears, especially today.

Porsche - He shifted, gently pulling Kinn's arm off him as he sat up in bed. The room felt suffocating all of a sudden. He rubbed his eyes, trying to shake off the feeling of unease that had settled in his chest. He looked over at Phone, which has 100 's of messages and calls

He hesitated for a moment before he leaned over and lightly shook Kinn's shoulder.

"Kinn," Porsche whispered, his voice tense with an edge of anxiety that even he couldn't suppress.

Kinn - He stirred, groaning lowly as he turned toward Porsche, his eyes barely opening. His face was still soft with sleep, his usual confidence momentarily absent. "Hmm?"

Porsche's heart raced, his palms suddenly damp, the tightness in his chest growing. He didn't want to say it out loud, but the looming threat had been gnawing at him for days. He couldn't avoid it anymore.

Porsche - "We need to talk," Porsche said, his voice quieter, but there was a sense of urgency to it now. He stared at Kinn, his hand gently grasping his shoulder to wake him fully. "The media... they're going to blow this wide open today. They got the information about our arrival, i guess some of our guest posted yesterday's picture of the kids . The whole scene is changed now , its not just 4- 5 reporters but around 50 - 100 reporters, and they are from all over the world. "

Kinn - Kinn blinked at him, his expression slowly sharpening as the weight of the words settled in. The fog of sleep faded, replaced by the calculating and careful gaze Porsche knew all too well. He sat up, running a hand through his messy hair.

"Are you sure?" Kinn asked, his tone shifting from drowsy to serious in an instant. "I knew it was coming, but I didn't think it'd be like this . Kids are already stressed, and now the press conference which was supposed to be held normally, I thought we could have done it afterward and with just us Me you and Vegas pete "

Porsche - Porsche nodded, swallowing hard as he tried to push down the fear rising in his chest. "I don't know how they got the information about our changed flight schedule, but it's all over the place. And once the press catches wind, it's not just the kids' lives-they'll tear us apart, too. The media are alreadyworst with their questions. They keep on twisting question until they find any kind of spicy thing. Phoneix and Venice are used to the media house very well, but what about Sky and Rain?? ."

Kinn exhaled sharply, the weight of the situation sinking in. The sheer power and wealth of their family made them a target for anyone seeking leverage, and the media didn't care who got caught in the crossfire. Their lives, their secrets-it was all about to be dragged into the public eye.

Kinn - "Then we need to control the narrative," Kinn said, his voice no longer groggy, now filled with the sharpness Porsche knew meant his mind was already working. "We deal with it before it spirals."

Porsche nodded, his body still tense but thankful for Kinn's quick decision-making. "I just -" He stopped himself, swallowing hard, trying to steady his breath. "What if they try to ask any Vulgar questions or bring any kind of past history
You know how Venice and Phoneix were ,they both are always in lime light about their one night stands .

Kinn- "We'll make sure they don't." Kinn reached for Porsche's hand, his grip firm, a grounding presence in the storm of uncertainty. "You've been with me long enough to know we handle this, no matter what it takes. You and me, we'll protect them. All of us."