The Stage [BL]

Lora's revenge

As he came to the mansion, he heard some giggling sound from the kitchen. He couldn't wait and went towards the kitchen. But as he entered the kitchen, he was met with an unexpected scene. Joel was cooking, his face flushed from the heat, while Lora was trying to cling on him. Tristan's eyes narrowed, sensing something was off.
Joel was completely ignoring her and was busy with his work.
Without a word, Tristan strode across the kitchen, his eyes locked on Joel's. He wrapped his arms around Joel's waist, pulling him close, and pressed his lips to the back of his neck. The message was clear: Joel was his, and he wouldn't let anyone come between them.
Lora's giggles faltered, her face falling as she realized she was no longer the center of attention. Joel's eyes met Tristan's, a silent apology passing between them. Tristan knew that Joel was hiding something. "Hey, babe," Tristan whispered, his voice low and husky. "Miss me?"
Joel's shoulders relaxed, he put a fake smile on his face, " Yaah!! How's your day?"
Tristan's grip tightened, a possessive streak igniting within him. He knew that he had to protect Joel, to shield him from whatever secrets he was keeping. And he was determined to do just that. He looked at Lora with warning eyes who left from there while fuming in anger. When she left, Tristan also removed his hands from Joel," I'm sorry." He said while looking down. Joel looked at him ; his eyes showing disappointment, hurting, and unknown fear at the same time. " Go, change your clothes. Dinner is ready." Joel said while turning to the other side. After that, Tristan left to their room, and they had their dinner without exchanging any words.

On the other side
Lora came to the hospital after seeing them this much close to each other and was sitting beside someone's bed while caressing the person's hair with soft hands her voice was low and menacing as she spoke to the still figure lying in the hospital bed. Her father, once a powerful and feared man, now lay motionless, trapped in a coma.
"Dad, it's happening," Lora whispered, her eyes gleaming with malice. "My plan is unfolding perfectly. Tristan thinks he can protect Joel, but I'll show him the true meaning of power. I can clearly see the tension between them, which they both are trying to hide from me. But I swear no one can protect Fraser's from me, from us dad. And that fool lady(Mrs.Fraser) she is thinking that I'm her pawn. But she doesn't know that here I'm the one who's pulling the strings. I'll destroy the entire family. Leaving nothing but ashes and despair."
She leaned in closer, her lips inches from her father's ear.
"Joel is already doubting Tristan, questioning his own love. And Tristan, oh my God, he's so blind to my manipulation. He thinks he can stop me, but I'll crush him, just like I'll crush Joel."
Lora's father didn't respond, but Lora didn't need him to. She was driven by her own ambition, her own desire for revenge.
"You always taught me to be ruthless, dad," Lora continued. "To take what's mine, no matter the cost. And that's exactly what I'll do. I'll destroy Joel, and Tristan will be left to pick up the pieces."
Lora's smile grew wider, her eyes flashing with triumph.
"My revenge is almost sweet, dad. And soon, very soon, I'll be the one holding all the power." The machines beeped on as a response to her ,she held her father's hand and put her head on it.