Your Loss, My Gain

Sang's Mission Part 1

Sang's POV

It is late by the time we get to Victor's house, but I still want to stay up and congratulate him.  The concert was amazing and I want to find out more about his announcement.  Kota, Gabriel and I get changed into comfy clothes and sit in Victor's living area to wait.  Gabriel pulls up a DVR of FashionStar and starts watching it.  He critiques each of the outfits that are presented as Kota and I share a secret smile.  I love seeing him in his element.  I know that he would make a wonderful designer some day if that is what he wants to do.

About 45 minutes later, Owen and Victor come in to the room.  Victor has a relaxed smile on his face.  In fact, he seems more relaxed that I have ever seen him.

I get up and tip toe over to him.  "Welcome home, my Prince," I whisper as I give him a quick kiss on the lips.  Victor pulls me into his arms.  "Thank you, Princess.  I love coming home to you." With that, he holds me closer and lowers his head so that our lips meet again.  The kiss is slow and sensual and I forget everything around me until the subtle clearing of a throat brings me back to earth.  We break apart and I blush as I find the other 3 guys standing around watching us.  

"Maybe we should have a quick meeting before heading to bed," Owen suggests.  We congregate around the one end of the huge table and sit in the elegant but very comfortable seats.  I make my way to a seat beside Victor, but am pulled into his lap.  I snuggle into his chest and turn my attention to Owen.  

"Tomorrow we will leave here about 8 in the morning.  Since Sunday is usually the day I take Sang to breakfast, I suggest that we all head to the buffet near the Civic center and eat there.  It is my understanding that all of us will actually be attending the Tournament in some capacity.  Sean will be there for medical assistance.  Nathan is competing, of course.  Kota and Silas are working security.  Victor is working the electronics and sound systems.  The rest of us are going to be spectators.  I am going to make it a rule that Sang is not to be bothered at all during the course of her duties.  We need to trust that she is able to complete this mission on her own."

A chorus of "I am willing and I will obey," is heard throughout the room.  It is then that I notice that Victor has his phone on the table and it is on speaker.  I smile knowing that my guys are with me even when they aren't physically with me.

"Nathan and I are almost there, we'll see you in a few minutes," I hear Sean say.  "Can you find something for me to eat?  I haven't had dinner yet." 

"I'll find something for you, Dr. Sean." I say with a smirk at the nickname. Victor volunteers to go with me.

"I think that we all should have something light at least," Owen adds as Victor and I head to the kitchen hand in hand.

Although it is late, one of the kitchen staff is finishing up cleaning the room.

"Oh, Mr. Morgan, I didn't know you were home.  I am sorry for being here so late, but my I had to come in late for personal reasons. Can I get you anything?"  She looks anxious and sad as she wrings her hands waiting for an answer.

"No, Clarita.  We are fine.  We are just going to get a small snack for my friends.  We'll clean up our mess, don't worry," Victor says gently.

"Oh, no, Sir.  I wasn't worried about that.  I didn't want you to be mad at me for having to come in late." A tear rolls down her wrinkled cheek and my heart breaks.

I step forward and put my hand on her arm.  My heart rate increases slightly, but I know that I am safe.  "What happened?" I ask quietly.

Clarita looks at me and gives me a tight smile. "I can't bother you with my problems, Miss.  Don't you worry about me.  I will be just fine."