Chapter 49
That night, Calliope got a real taste of Silas’s capabilities. He kept her entertained the entire evening, and by the end of it, she was in a blissful haze, completely exhausted.
Her first experience was surprisingly pleasant though.
She could feel that Silas was considerate throughout, making sure not to overwhelm her or leave her with any unpleasant memories.
The downside of the night’s indulgence was apparent the next morning. When Calliope woke up, she felt like a ragdoll, every part of her body languid and heavy.
Attempting to get out of bed, she nearly collapsed, her legs giving way beneath her.
“Awake already?” Silas walked in, looking every bit the composed, dapper gentleman in his suit, a stark contrast to the wild man of the previous night.
“I brought breakfast up for you. Feel free to catch some more sleep,” he said, his voice soothing as he placed a tray of food by her bedside.
“Thanks,” Calliope gazed at him, still feeling a tad shy.
“I’ve got to head to the office. If you need anything, tell Adah or just call me.”
Silas approached her, gently inquiring, “Are you feeling okay?”
Calliope nodded, though she felt a bit of soreness, her legs especially fatigued.
“Then I’ll be off,” he said, bending down to plant a tender kiss on her forehead before leaving.
After freshening up and nibbling on her breakfast, Calliope found herself too restless to go back to sleep. Instead, she settled on the balcony with a book.
Halfway through her reading, her phone buzzed with a call from her mother, Zelda.
Zelda wanted to meet for a meal at a restaurant, which made Calliope raise an eyebrow. It was rare for Zelda to call her, even more so to arrange a meeting. Even if Calliope stayed out all night, Zelda wouldn’t bat an eyelid. Yet, for Lisette, Zelda would turn the world upside down if she vanished for even a minute.
Curious about what Zelda might want, Calliope decided to meet her at the restaurant.
She arrived just as dinner time was approaching, finding Zelda already waiting with a few others in a private
room.
“Calliope, why are you so late?” Zelda snapped.
“Your father and I have been waiting here for ages. Have you no manners to arrive on time?”
Zelda’s face was a picture of irritation, and if not for the presence of Gideon and the others, she might have already exploded.
Calliope shot her mother a cool glance. “You didn’t mention a time, just said to meet here. Isn’t it natural to assume it would be around dinner?
Or did you invite me to a restaurant without intending to feed me? Why not just meet on the sidewalk then, save a few bucks?”
Her words left Zelda’s expression sour.
“Sis, don’t be upset. Mom just wants to discuss something with you,” Lisette chimed in, playing the peacemaker.
“Look, we’re not exactly close, so let’s drop the ‘sis‘ act. If you called me grandpa, maybe I’d entertain it, but ‘sis‘? Spare me,” Calliope scoffed, pulling out a chair and sitting down.
09:41
“Alright, I’m here. Let’s cut to the chase. What’s this all about?”
Her gaze swept over the room, landing on the visibly uncomfortable faces of Fleur and Gideon.
