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With that, I looked directly into the camera and smiled.
“That’s generally what we have in store and the reason for our meeting back at the sight of the unexpected explosion. We’ve yet to get feedback from the police in regard to what truly happened and who the potential suspects are in this incident, but please know my fellow founders and I thankfully endured very few injures,” I revealed. “My absence has been due to me feeling rather drained with the workload. After the explosion, I briefly fell unconscious which worried many people, and thus, I was put on forced bed rest for a few days to ensure I was well physically. It also gave me time to treat my recent imbalance that was affecting my gender switches. I’ve got that all sorted, but I apologize to anyone I worried with my absence.”
With those words, I bowed my head. “Thank you once again for your time, patience, and immense support. I’m excited for what the holidays and new year has in store for myself and Forbidden Enterprise”
The cheers that followed were deafening as fans chanted our names and clapped in approval. Returning the mic, I thanked the reporter for allowing me to speak so long before giving a final wave and dismissing myself after a few group pictures.
With a quick look to my sides, I made my way to the revolving doors, feeling Onyx, Loki, and Milo’s presence as we headed into the building.
Just entering the steamy, warm place allowed my tense muscles to slightly relax, but I forced myself to keep walking. My silent approach turned into a noticeable one as my shoes were now Christian Louboutin’s, and I was now wearing an elegant business suit that seemed to complement my pixie haircut.
That ignited a wave of reporters who rushed to see my new female look.
“Willow De Luca! You cut your hair!”
“Miss De Luca! Your appearance is very empowering!”
“Willow! Is this look to emphasize your gender fluidity?”
“Miss De Luca! Is it true you’re dating Dimitris, Neo, and Saint?”
“Willow! The earlier cheek kiss from Milo! Does that signify anything?!”
I came to a stop and raised my hands enough to silence them while the photographer worked endlessly to get every angle of my powerful playsuit ensemble while ensuring Loki, Onyx, and Milo were in the frame.
Oh the gossip that’s going to be trending in five minutes is going to be fun to read.
“Since a new year is approaching, I figured changing my hair would shake things up,” I announced. “Besides, due to the blast, some of my hair was damaged, and thus, I decided a big chop was in order. My hair grows rather quickly, so please don’t be surprised if you see me with long hair in a few weeks.”
I further smiled as I slipped my hands into my pockets and tilted my head to the side.
“As for my relationship status, I’m very open in nature, and thus, I’ll date whoever treats me with respect and dignity and loves both sides of me. That doesn’t mean I’ll be opening my doors to just anyone, but I’m happily in a polyamorous relationship, though I’ll let my partners reveal their relationship status and details when they’re ready to do so,” I emphasized. “No more questions.”
I began to walk away, the path clearing thanks to our prompt security that made way and gestured for us to head to the private elevators.
The moment they arrived, I gestured to the security. “We’ll go up alone. Let the guards upstairs know I seek privacy in my office while I get some paperwork sorted.”
“Yes, ma'am." The lead guard bowed in compliance before he gestured for me to enter the elevator. The three of my men were already inside and waiting. The moment the doors closed and the elevator began to move upward, I finally let myself relax into the three sets of arms trying to keep me upright.
“Willow?” Onyx’s voice was stern as he stood to my right.
“I’m fine,” I reasoned with a sigh. “Fuck. That was stressful, exhilarating, and damn right overwhelming.”
“You did good,” Milo praised and moved to wrap his arms around my waist which allowed me to rest right into his frame.
“Milo,” I whined. “I’m heavy.”
That made him chuckle “If I don’t hold you like this, Bulky A and Bulky B are going to duke it out in this elevator.”
I glanced at the two in question from top to bottom. They were glaring at one another, and each had a firm grip on the arm that was on their side.
“You two are too much,” I concluded but didn’t have the energy to bother with them.
Loki’s eyes moved over to me before he muttered, “Aren’t you concerned about adding me to this foundation?”
“Should I be?” I inquired.
He didn’t say anything, but his eyes held something that was a mix of worry and wavering confidence that I didn’t really like.
