After some time, Dominick finally released his hold on Jeniva's waist. His eyes locked onto hers, searching for a moment before he spoke.

"I haven't even freshen up. So, I'll go now and come back for lunch instead. What do you say?"

"Okay. Elina will be gone today anyway," Jeniva replied, her expression turning slightly wistful.

"Her vacation is over already?" he questioned.

"Yeah. I was so happy while she was around. But then, even my holidays will be over soon," Jeniva stated, a hint of worry clouding her eyes. "I need to go back to work. I wonder where they will send me this time. We won't be able to meet as often."

"I'll come to you, wherever you are," Dominick assured her.

"What if they send me far away?" Jeniva asked, her concern deepening. "Traveling such a distance can take a toll on your body if you rely on teleportation too much."

"I'll come to you then. I mean, I'll move out," Dominick stated.

"Really?" Jeniva arched her eyebrows, her eyes widening in disbelief.

"Hmm," he hummed in affirmation.

"You have work in the capital, too. Prince Casaio needs your help with the palace affairs, so it's better if you stay here," Jeniva remarked. She tilted her head, considering the possibility. "I think we can try long-distance. I've heard that people often discover their true feelings in those kinds of relationships."

"So, you want to test us? To see if we can survive the distance?" Dominick mused, an intrigued smile playing on his lips.

"Why not? We wanted to find out if we would make it in the long run anyway," Jeniva replied, her gaze steady. "This might be exactly the answer we need."

"You're right," Dominick agreed. "I'll take my leave then. Have fun with your sister." He finally stood up and vanished from her sight.

~~~~~

Amelie tucked the tie around Gabriel's neck, expertly fashioning a perfect knot. Keeping herself on her toes to reach him, she patted his shoulders and looked into his eyes with a satisfied smile.

"Now, you're ready to go, Chairman," she remarked.

Gabriel laughed, his hands sliding around her waist to pull her flush against him. Without a word, he captured her lips.

In the corner of the room, Noah sat inside his large cradle. Suddenly, he pressed the trigger on his toy gun, the sharp noise cutting through the silence of the room.

The two of them jolted at the sound before breaking into another fit of laughter.

"Noah doesn't want a sibling, I feel. He always manages to disturb us," Gabriel murmured, his nose brushing against Amelie's cheek. Amelie, however, already had her eyes fixed affectionately on Noah, who looked quite busy with the toy gun.

"Babies are like that," she whispered back, her gaze lingering on his. "Don't tire yourself out. If you ever need help with the workload, you can ask me anytime."

"Sure." He took a step back, retrieving his phone from the nightstand and tucking it into his blazer pocket.

"Noah, Daddy is going to the office," Gabriel said. He lifted the boy from the cradle, and Noah immediately burst into giggles as his father showered his chubby cheeks with kisses.

"Take care of your mama, will you?" Gabriel asked, looking directly into the boy's eyes. Noah babbled something back in his own spirited language, waving his small hands.

Amelie smiled warmly at the interaction as Gabriel gently placed Noah back into the cradle. He waved at Amelie and left for the office.

"Noah, let's get you washed up," Amelie said, lifting him from the cradle.

After giving the boy a warm bath, she dried him thoroughly with a soft, plush towel, Noah cooing as the warmth of the fabric settled over him.

"Amelie," Zilia's soft voice reached her ears, followed by a gentle knock on the door.

"Zilia, come in! Why are you standing out there?" Amelie questioned, looking over her shoulder with a welcoming smile as she began to dress Noah in a fresh set of clothes.

Zilia walked in and took a seat on the chair next to the bed. Noah immediately waved at her, his big eyes bright and curious as he watched her.

"What happened?" Amelie asked, looking up as she gently applied moisturizer to Noah's tiny hands and chubby cheeks.

"I was wondering if we could all go out and invite Juniper for lunch. We can take Noah with us, and Flora is here too," Zilia suggested.

"I'll need to inform Gabriel and check with the security team first," Amelie replied thoughtfully. "Did you ask Juniper yet? I assume she'll be at the office today."

"I texted her, but she hasn't seen it yet," Zilia replied, glancing down at her phone.

"Alright. I'll talk to the security then. By the way, you won't be too tired, right? You're carrying triplets and your belly has already grown so much," Amelie said, her voice laced with sisterly worry.

"No, I'm fine. Don't be worried," Zilia stated with a reassuring smile, resting a hand on her bump.

"Then keep an eye on Noah. I'll be back soon," Amelie said, heading for the door with her phone already in hand to coordinate with the guards.

"Ana, th...du..." Noah began his babbles the moment his mother left, flipping himself onto his stomach with a determined grunt.

Zilia stood up and moved to sit on the edge of the bed, watching with a grin as he began his unsteady journey on all fours, crawling straight toward her.

He stopped mid-crawl and pointed a tiny, inquisitive finger at Zilia's growing belly, his head tilting as if trying to solve a puzzle.

"They are pups, just like you," Zilia explained softly, her voice filled with warmth. "But you're going to be their big brother."

Noah watched her intently for a moment before bringing his fingers toward his mouth to suck on them. Zilia gently caught his hand to stop him, then pulled him into her lap. She settled him against her, offering gentle, rhythmic pats on his back that made the little boy lean into her with a contented sigh.