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Kaleo is his own man, and as it goes, he'll work damn hard to keep that, as Niran is quite go-get-what-I-want no matter what. Hopefully it is satisfying in a good way.

They're busy in Camfield. We're in the work first get to know each other season now, hehehe.

Sometimes someone from outside comes in and fills the gaps because the family doesn't know they are there. I'm glad you love Kal and Doryu's dynamic as they navigate getting closer and stuff happening around them. And you know Kaleo would have found one. Hahaha. I'm glad. True on Niran's apology. Challenges will come for sure.

The next morning was a bright, sunny Wednesday. Kaleo woke up in time to have breakfast with Doryu and Stacy as usual. He went downstairs, checking his messages on the way. There were two from Liam: updates about projects he was interested in at Delbury, and one from Gideon, who had visited Camfield’s City Hall and wanted to share news in person. Frowning, Kaleo hurried into the kitchen and paused when he saw Niran at the kitchen table. “Good morning, Uncle Kal,” Doryu said, a wid

He will definitely find it amusing, hahaha.

The renovated cottage Niran assigned to Kaleo lay hidden in a thick grove on Komorebi’s grounds. Inside, there was ample desk space, up-to-date office equipment, and comfortable leather couches in cozy alcoves; even the kitchen was stocked for a siege. Kaleo sipped green tea and moved to the windows, watching a crew dress a dais on a distant grassy knoll. Through the trunks of tall trees, he could just see the Millenrose-Kathani wedding venue. “Staring at the wedding site will only an

Niran = Brute but only tender with Kal Brandon = needs a beating, basically, all the time. I'm loving this too, hahaha!! Tell the writer to get to work!

Kaleo woke up on Saturday morning to an unfamiliar ceiling yet again. He rolled to the right side and remembered he was at Niran Shin’s house. His nerves settled, and he took a deep breath, his heart skipping at the idea of settling into a new environment. His phone buzzed on the bedside table. He reached for it and lay back on the pillows when he saw Dahlia’s number. “You left Balhill,” Dahlia said in greeting. “I heard there were gunshots at Ben’s funeral. His wife called me, worried. Sho

A week later, Komorebi buzzed with preparations for the Kathani wedding. Friday morning had barely settled in, and Brandon Millenrose was already hosting anyone who requested a business audience, wearing confidence like a crown, acting as though the Camfield Project contract had been placed in his palm. Niran watched the conversation from the safety of a soundproof secret room adjoining his private office. Komorebi was built for discretion but also for leverage. Only he and Rasul knew the s

Yes, Jeha makes a short cameo while sourcing funding here. He's caught by Dr. Axel. I'm catching him in his world right now. hehehe. Niran x Kaleo at Shin Demesne coming soon. There will be moments and moments...hahaha. Doryu is the little project that I've had to learn how to write. He's a child of a man who is closed off half the time, and that is so hard to figure out. In opposite, Stacy is my fav to write so...hahaha I'm surviving out here, getting him an authentic voice. I'm so glad you like him.

Niran will get to Kal in his own time. Kal was very drunk at that time. But he'll meet Niran soon. Great question whether Kal will get it. Oh, that's like a time capsule. I had posted an excerpt of the first bones of this story on my blog. I'm so excited you remember. Thank you for reading too!

A rocky road, but also a sweet road, as sweet as it can get with Niran anyway. Yes, Brandon is quite brutal in his ways. Niran is learning...drawing closer to Kaleo without realizing.

Recovery was painful, infuriating, and too slow. Kaleo cursed Brandon Millenrose through every careful stand and every shaky step taken with a cane. He stayed in the hospital for a week before the doctor agreed to release him. He moved to Balhill at his mother’s request, which came with its own challenges. Despite the competent nurse Dahlia had hired, his mom overfed him, hounded him about his medicine, and kept what felt like a thousand cups of green tea within reach. For the first three d

He will, out here plotting against Brandon daily.

Dinner at Balhill was always lively. The round table in the dining hall was laden with food. Molly and her husband had brought the twins, Jill and Tilly, to join Dahlia and her three sons. Kaleo sipped wine and sat back, watching their mother, Angela, fuss over Jamie, who attacked a drumstick with fierce determination. Their father, David, talked to Molly’s husband, Reed, about the school where Reed worked. “Are you staying this weekend?” Molly asked. “It will be nice to have you aroun