The Black Swan Behind (Beauty of Fire)

326 Mutual Strategy

A groan was heard from their throats as both of them opened their mouths and crushed each other. Emma and Calvin’s bodies, which were close, seemed to be dancing together to the music made by their own subconscious.

Emma’s fingers subconsciously started stroking Calvin’s head. She pulled and pushed the man’s head repeatedly as if their lips-meeting was not enough. It was as if the heat they exchanged from them was lacking.

Calvin’s hands moved to touch Emma’s jaw and neck. As if knowing what was on Calvin’s mind, Emma opened her mouth wider. And just as she expected, something hot and soft immediately filled her mouth.

It wasn’t that Emma had never drunk alcohol. She knew how it feels to be drunk. But what entered her mouth now seemed to contain the largest amount of alcohol she had ever consumed in her life.

Both feel drunk – Drunk by romance – Intoxicated by their own body heat – Intoxicated by the desires that surged within their cores.

Groaning, Calvin pulled his head back only to hit the headrest of the car, “Mh... E-Emma…”

Hearing Calvin called her name several times, Emma woke up and took a deep breath as she opened her eyes. That way, she could see Calvin’s face and his blushed cheeks. Even so, Emma was sure that her own cheeks were much blushed than his.

“Ah… E-Emma... I’m sorry... but can you...” Calvin stammered as his voice became deadly hoarse and heavy, but sounded so sexy to Emma’s ears.

As her consciousness had almost completely returned, Emma noticed something was off. She frowned and looked down while rise her body a little because she felt something hard pressing against her buttocks.

.....

“Sorry, Emma. I-I can’t...” Calvin immediately picked up Emma and moved her back to the next chair like moving a child.

Then, Calvin hurriedly opened his jacket and used it to cover his lap. His cheeks became even redder until he turned his face away in embarrassment towards Emma.

Emma was still trying to process what had happened. She didn’t even remember when she moved to sit on Calvin’s lap. And, ah... looked like she knew what was going on now.

Suddenly, the heat began to creep up Emma’s cheeks. She didn’t need to look in the mirror to know that her face must be very red by now. She covered her mouth with one hand as she looked at Calvin with mixed feelings.

“I-I can’t help it. Sorry. But if we don’t stop it, maybe... I’ll do something bad to you,” Calvin explained while rubbing his face with his palm.

Emma was stunned for a moment. Then, she started laughing to make Calvin look at her with a confused face.

“Is there something funny?” Calvin asked.

Emma nodded. “Gosh... Sorry. I shouldn’t be laughing. I don’t know why I find this hilarious. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t be laughing…” she said, trying to hold back her laughter desperately.

Even though Emma laughed it off, Calvin felt relieved that she was not mad at him. In fact, he was worried that Emma would get angry because he couldn’t hold his own body. He was afraid of making Emma feel uncomfortable or even worse, feel harassed.

But with Emma laughing like this, Calvin could really breathe a sigh of relief. “I don’t mind if you laugh at me, Emma. But, this place isn’t romantic at all. It’s embarrassing to have our first kiss here,”

“What do you mean?” Emma looked at him with the last of her laugh.

“All this time, I always imagined kissing you for the first time under the stars, on the beach, flower garden, or in sparkling lights. But look where we are… An abandoned court?” Calvin sighed.

“Oh, you... thought about that, huh?” Emma muttered.

Calvin nodded while looking at Emma intently. “I like you, Emma. You are the first girl who filled my heart. Therefore, I want to give everything the best for you. I want you to feel my feelings for you,”

Emma’s cheeks gradually turned red. Calvin was a sincere and kind man. He was a perfect gentleman. Although Emma felt sorry that she had not been able to grow the feelings that Calvin deserved, she was grateful that he still wanted to accept her and be by her side.

Leaning towards Calvin, Emma kissed his cheek gently. “I can feel it clearly, Calvin. You don’t have to try to do it. Your sincerity is screaming out loud to my ears,” she whispered before returning to her seat.

Calvin looked at Emma awkwardly. Even though he was embarrassed, his lips formed a wide smile. He nodded. “Thank you, Emma. I will wait for you until you have the same feelings as I have for you. When that happens, I promise to make you the luckiest girl on earth,”

Emma chuckled. “You’re too much,”

***

Emma sat between the two leaders of two big groups. On her right was Troy Roner who was accompanied by Tobias Ian from the Jita Kyoei. And on her left was Marcel Douglas who was accompanied by Kenny Brown from the Red Jack Commander.

Emma’s arms were folded across her chest. It seemed like it had been ten minutes since the two sides faced each other yet didn’t utter a word.

This was the first time RJC had visited the Black Swan base. Apparently, now the Black Swan headquarters became the meeting centre of the three groups.

The tension between them was finally interrupted by the arrival of Poppy who was still wearing an apron. The girl with the long ponytail brought a tray of muffins and placed it on the table in the middle of them.

“Oh, Th-thank you, Poppy,” Marcel said directly.

“Thank you, Poppy.” Troy was also noticing the arrival of Poppy who brought snacks for them.

Poppy smiled kindly. “I hope this can melt the tension between you guys. I feel sorry for Emma to wait there. For your information; we have a lot of work to do. So, please help to appreciate her time,” she said without reducing her smile one bit.

“Thank you, Poppy,” Emma said meaningfully with a single nod.

“You’re welcome,” Poppy answered before going back to the kitchen.

“Right, I understand,” Troy said, then looked at Marcel who still seemed to maintain his pride.

“Can you guys stop holding on to your stupid egos? If you want to fight as a way of discussing, I have a practice room at your disposal. Maybe you want to use violence, in keeping with the ways of the men you’ve always been proud of.” Emma said.

Marcel turned to Emma. “I don’t remember ever being proud of that,”

“Then hurry up and talk!” Emma replied, glaring at them both.

Marcel clucked and took a deep breath. “We need your help,”

“I know. But we still don’t want to be led by your stupid plans,” Troy replied.

Yes, that was what had been happening. Previously, the boys said that they would discuss on their own and would return to Emma when the results of the discussion were in place. However, Emma instead got the information that they were fighting because of disagreements.

In the end, it was Emma who had to step in again and mediate between the two parties who never got along.

“Guys, please. We’re on the edge. We don’t have time for this argument,” Emma said.

“If you guys really don’t want to lead each other, how about we make a plan together?” Rachel asked.

“That’s a good idea, Rachel. This is indeed a war sparked by the RJC. But we can all strategize together, right? So, there’s no one to lead and be led here,” Emma said.