Family crisis

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Dorian followed Taylor to the door, but before the lawyer with the golden hair, opened it, he turned to the man he'd known for over five years. His eyes were full of pity.

"If you need anything, anything at all, Dorian, just tell me."

Dorian smiled gratefully and grasped the man's outstretched hand.

"Thanks, Taylor. Sorry again that you got to work on a Saturday."

"No worries! Single as I am, there's not much to do on a Saturday morning anyway," Taylor smiled bitterly, turning around.

He opened the door and met the screams from the journalists who were outside by the gate. The two bodyguards who had come with Taylor were standing beside the door, shouting at the reporters, who had gathered from various newspapers and pages, to back away.

Dorian said goodbye and quickly closed the door before anyone managed to get a picture of him.

Fortunately, as usual, Elliot was very pro-active, and his decision to send bodyguards to Dorian's house in Chelsea was right. Shortly after Dorian had talked to Elliot on the phone, the first reporters knocked on the door. They had not opened it, but the couple had to pull for all the blinders so that no one would be able to photograph into their home.

When Taylor had arrived, Dorian and Finian had talked to him inside the kitchen over a cup of strong coffee. Dorian had been thinking about taking a whiskey, but Finian had discouraged him. Alcohol was really not appropriate when his body was still feeling the aftereffects of suppressants.

Taylor said that Yeo-reum had written a statement on behalf of Blue Haven Records, and from the McCallister family. All Dorian had to do was approve it. Then Taylor told how them both how they would relate to the reporters and when they would know that it was time to call the police.

Dorian was overwhelmed and cursed. He knew that the paparazzi and the tabloids terrorized celebrities, but he had always managed to avoid them. Although his father was related to the royal family, their family had never been in the limelight. They were businessmen, not socialites.

Dorian walked toward the living room when he heard that Finian was talking to someone. He stopped at the doorway and looked at his beloved's back. The red-haired man sat in an armchair and spoke on the phone.

"Dadaí, is it true that Dad has met his fated pair?"

Finian jerked when he heard Eamon's voice. The boy sounded very sad, and his voice trembled. Finian understood that it was a difficult thing for the thirteen-year-old to ask.

Finian and Dorian had decided that they would be honest with the children. They knew they had already learned the news before calling them this morning. The children learned everything through social media nowadays, and the story about their father was everywhere.

"Yes, Luv. Yesterday he was at the same place as an omega that turned out to be his fated pair."

It was quiet on the other side of the line for a little while. Finian didn't want to rush the boy, so he waited patiently.

"How do you feel about that?"

Finian was struck with sorrow when he heard his son's troubled question. Eamon was a calm boy with a big heart. He had gotten Dorian's compassion for others and the gentle character of Finian.

"I'll be honest with you Eamon, I'm pretty sad. But your father and I will solve this."

"Okay. But what should I say to Caoimhe? She hasn't stopped crying since she saw about it in Shiro Nakamura's fan club before. She has removed everything that has to do with him from her pages."

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