Along the hallway, Rose walked with her head lowered, whimpering softly because of Candy. Distracted, she accidentally bumped into someone.
She looked up and froze—her crush was staring down at her. Her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly looked away.
"I'm sorry for bumping into you, Stone," she muttered, about to walk away.
But Stone stopped her and held out a handkerchief.
Rose stared at him, slightly open-mouthed.
"You were crying," he said, then nonchalantly walked away.
Rose watched until he disappeared from sight, then brought the handkerchief close to her nose and sniffed it, a soft smile spreading across her face.
"Do you like him? Are you lovestruck?" Risky's voice came from behind, making her jolt in fear.
"Gosh, Risky!" she frowned.
"Answer me," he insisted.
"Yes, I like him. What? Are you going to tell him just because he's your friend?" Rose asked, narrowing her eyes.
Risky shook his head. "Nope. Let's make a deal—since I like your friend Diana, we might end up as in-laws in the future. What do you think? Are you in?" His playful grin was plastered across his face.
It was past midnight when Raymond returned to the Clan. He went straight to the bathroom to shower.
After stepping out, he saw Naomi lying half-naked on the bed, waiting for him. His cold eyes immediately fixed on her. Today, his usual signature smirk was gone, replaced by an even colder expression.
"Your gum," Naomi said, tossing a bubblegum at him. He caught it effortlessly, popping it into his mouth.
"Who allowed you in here?" he asked, his tone ice-cold.
"Dickson," she replied, stepping off the bed and approaching him. Raymond's gaze remained expressionless as he chewed slowly.
"I miss you, boss," she murmured, trailing her hands along his chest. But before she could move further, Raymond caught her hand.
"On the couch," he commanded.
Naomi grinned, obeying immediately. She removed her G-string and bra, positioning herself on the couch, back facing him, anticipation in her posture.
Seconds passed before she felt his strong hands on her, and the intensity escalated. Raymond moved with controlled force, his dominance evident.
"Ahhhh!" Naomi moaned as he exerted his power over her, controlling every movement. His hands gripped her firmly, guiding her through the moment with ruthless precision.