When They Beg, I Rise!

Lemira's gaze followed Orion as he pulled out his phone, and stepped aside to make a call. She peeked from behind the safety of the corridor, ensuring Lucian wouldn't catch her. Once the call was finalized, Orion approached Lemira with an air of superiority, his expression calm and his tone teeming with a wild edge, "Let's go."

"Where to?"

"To enjoy the show."

What?

Lemira accompanied him to the elevator, heading straight to the third floor. The decor here starkly contrasted with that of the lower levels.

She couldn't help but steal glances at the man beside her. Rumor had it that the restaurant's third floor was reserved for members of a certain caliber, a status virtually no one in Lyria had achieved. Yet, Orion seemed to breeze through without a hitch, greeted with nothing but respect from the staff.

"I heard this level is off-limits to regular members," Lemira whispered.

"Yeah, I know."

if he left her question hanging. For sure she knew that too; what she really wanted to know was how he managed such effortless access. Lemira was lost in her thoughts when Orion suddenly stopped, causing her to

"To the restroom."

in spite of the fact that the restroom was near. Where was

second-floor private room. Something felt off, and soon enough, she saw

Lucian's discomfort was palpable as he led Evelina towards the elevator, only to find Orion waiting, as if expected. Lucian

influence in Lyria, the establishment's connections to the Orvin elite demanded reverence, even from them. Evelina added oil

a school doctor, even though he had good looks, it

impatience shone through, "Take

members suddenly appeared and approached Evelina directly,

by this?" Lucian stood in front of

it sounds like. She's too noisy; I wanted a word with you," Orion's expression was utterly indifferent, his tone icy, leaving no room for

realized the surrounding was no more