The Reunion

As Sigrid's voice echoed with irritation, a slight grin emerged on Jerome's face, the corner of his lips curling upward. He cast his unwavering brown eyes looking directly into Sigrid's face and shot back challenginly at her. "So, you haven't changed that much after all." Jerome's deep voice reverberated through the couple. "Still as fiery as ever, ready to jump in the face and defend her boyfriend, oh… I guess now a husband." 

Seeing Jerome not backing down, Sigrid took a step forward towards him while raising her hand and pointing her slender long finger at him. "Look, we are here because of Grandpa Aldis' request, you will listen to me and Oliver while on this mission. This way we will be able to get this done faster and part our ways" Sigrid fumed to Jerome.

Jerome shook his head from side to side. "Sure, I guess," Jerome turned his head to Oliver and continued. "I can take your opinion into account but I'm not sure about listening to him." Jerome sneered at Oliver in a joking manner.

Oliver sensing Jerome's disrespect took a step forward standing side by side with Sigrid. "Jerome." Oliver resolutely pronounced his rival's name. "We're not the kids back at the academy anymore, just listen to Sigrid and let's get this done with." Oliver declared to Jerome in a calm steady tone.

Feeling Oliver standing by her side Sigrid felt assured of winning the leadership of this team. Sigrid gently intertwined her fingers with her husband's as they stood shoulder to shoulder, silently communicating her reassurance and unwavering support.

Observing the profound, unwavering bond between Sigrid and Oliver, Jerome felt excitement rush into his body. "Breaking their strong bond will bring even more enjoyment when I make her mine." Jerome sneered inwardly. As he looked at Sigrid who was blushing angrily a wicked smile slowly formed on this chiselled face. Jerome understood that the chances of successfully conquering Sigrid and making her his were very low, maybe even impossible. Yet, the greater the challenge, the more Jerome yearned to overcome it. His twisted burning lust motivated him to craft various plans which would let him achieve his dark desires. "Sure Oliver, Let's listen to your little wife, not you, and move on" Jerome mockingly agreed with Oliver's suggestion as he turned his awe-inspiring body and started walking through the gates. 

Jerome's sudden agreement, even if it was put in a taunting manner was quite an unexpected surprise for Oliver and Sigrid. Seeing his wide frame moving towards their destination still hand in hand with Sigrid, Oliver let out a slow breath and said to Sigrid. "I guess he has indeed grown up a little… and him stopping the arguing, I can't say I'm not surprised. But he is still the same bastard as he was in the academy." Then changing his tone Oliver looked at Sigrid with an annoyed face and complained to her. "Listen, love, I understand that you can't stand him probably just as much as me but please, could you try not interrupting me all the time... Let me stand up to him by myself." Oliver honestly explained his feelings to Sigrid.

Sigrid apologetically nodded to Oliver with a sulking face. "I know... It's just that it seems like I still have the habit of protecting you from him" " She lowered her beautiful yet embarrassed face towards the ground and continued. "Just a few hours ago I told you it was a chance for you to prove yourself finally... And in the end, I took it from you..."