When They Beg, I Rise!

The apartment was a modest two-bedroom with no spare rooms to speak of.

"His room is basically a disaster zone, I'd advise against even thinking about it."

Lemira immediately dropped the idea, "Actually, I'm fine with the couch. It doesn't take up much space."

"I ask you to sleep there, just do it. I've got some work tonight anyway, might not hit the sack."

Orion seemed a bit uneasy, but he masked it well.

Finally, Lemira went next door to grab some clean clothes, with Orion waiting at the door.

When Lemira emerged with her clothes, seeing Orion standing there instantly filled her with a sense of security.

She entered his master bedroom, which was simple and clean. Orion came in with a fresh blanket, "Use this one." "Sure."

After placing the blanket down, Orion made his way straight to the bedroom door; it wasn't appropriate for him to stay with only the two of them there.

She glanced at him, then back towards the door. Orion stood by the door, his body half-turned, the hallway light casting a long shadow behind him.

"Get some sleep, call me if you need anything." After that, he closed the

place and found Orion actually was neat, debunking the rumors of him being just another messy guy. After showering and getting changed, lying

was subtle, hard to describe. Breathing in, she could smell something reminiscent

was right there, holding her, causing Lemira's cheeks to warm considerably. She poked her head out, taking deep breaths, trying to clear her mind of such thoughts.

Orion headed to

his computer, switching systems with a voice cold and stern, "Haven't

did. Damn it, he's living right

people's laundry and even has a

was livid, "Which

now. Give that

back to the bedroom. He lingered

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apartment.

a line of men in black, all wearing white

into the darkness, led them up the elevator,

expressionless. One of his men used

to unlock a