Ambrosed Love 。buried but not forgotten。

Continuing from the previous episode

Steve(Ray's man)

Boss, umm..You sure? Sending him away might make him dig even deeper... (hesitant tone)

Rayhan Sinclair

Let him... (Chuckled while tilting his head back)

Rayhan Sinclair

He doesn't even realize he is walking straight into the storm....

he leaned back while watching the slow swirl of whiskey in his glass..

Rayhan Sinclair

His own words echoed in his mind...

Rayhan Sinclair

(closed eyes)

A flicker of something unfamiliar passed through his cold Brown lenses...

Serra~

The name hit him like a whisper from the past he thought he had buried...

Rayhan Sinclair

(grip on the glass tightened)

The image of a wild-eyed girl flashed through his mind—her black waves bouncing as she ran ahead of him, laughing like she owned the world...

Young Serra(teenage)

Ray, you're too slow..! (turned to look back at him with teasing chuckle)

Her hazel eyes, bright and full of mischief, had held no idea how deeply they were etched into his soul...

Young Rayhan(teenage)

now catch me... (started running while laughing)

He had never minded chasing after her...Until one day, she stopped waiting for him...

Rayhan Sinclair

Serra.... (whispered)

The name left a bitter taste on his tongue. Once a melody, now nothing but a curse...

Rayhan Sinclair

(opened eyes and kept staring at the ceiling)

How foolish he had been—believing she was his to keep, believing she would stay...

but she didn't....

Steve(Ray's man)

Boss..

at Steve's voice, Rayhan's expression hardened in an instant, the softness vanishing like it was never there...

Rayhan Sinclair

(exhaled sharply)

The warmth of his drink doing nothing to thaw the ice in his chest...

Rayhan Sinclair

Get it done..

Steve(Ray's man)

(gave a slight nod)

And then Steve stepped out, leaving Rayhan alone with the music, the blood-stained table, and a name he should have forgotten...

But he hadn't...

And he never would....

Rayhan Sinclair

(grip tightened around glass)

Hatred simmered beneath his skin, coiling like a serpent...

Seraphina Calderon was nothing but a lesson now—a reminder that weakness had no place in his world...

And if fate was cruel enough to bring her back into it…

He would make sure she learned that lesson too...

Rayhan Sinclair

(spared a gaze at that girl)

Girl(side role)

(froze at her place)

The heavy bass of the club pulsed through the air, drowning in the haze of smoke and liquor. But for her, everything stilled the moment he looked at her.

A single glance. That was all it took...

Girl(side role)

(felt shiver in spine)

The dancer felt a chill creep up her spine, her fingers tightening around the pole for balance.

Rayhan Sinclair

(stood up adjusting the cuffs of his expensive suit with a slow, deliberate grace)

No words were spoken. None were needed..

but she knew, she understood.

This was why she was here...

Rayhan Sinclair

(started to go towards the VIP room)

He didn't wait. He didn't beckon.

He simply turned, his tall frame moving with the same lethal ease as a predator retreating to its den.

Girl(side role)

(silently followed his lead with trembling heart)

Her heels clicked against the marble floor as she trailed behind him,

Her stomach twisting in a familiar mix of fear and anticipation.

She had danced for countless men, played her part well enough to leave them breathless. But this was different..

Girl(side role)

(entered the VIP room)

Rayhan Sinclair was not a man who watched for entertainment. He watched to own.

Girl(side role)

(closed door behind)

And as the heavy doors of the VIP room closed behind them, she knew—tonight, she was his.

To be continued

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