CHAPTER 2 Raindrop Reverie: Navigating Love Through the Storm

The rain painted a melancholic symphony on the windows of Azzrael's house, mirroring the conflicted emotions within him. As he stood by the window, the sudden call from the Agriatta Mansion disrupted the quiet solitude, plunging him into a tempest of obligations and family ties he had long sought to escape.

Azzrael's relationship with his family was strained, and the mere mention of the Agriatta name stirred a storm of resentment within him. Yet, duty, like an unyielding force, beckoned him back to the mansion—the place he had distanced himself from, a reminder of a past he wished to forget.

With a heavy sigh, Azzrael answered the summons, knowing he had little choice. The elder's voice on the other end carried the weight of authority and expectation.

"Azzrael, it's time you return. Matters of importance require your presence, also my wife always wanted to have a complete family she said maybe you could have a vacation at the mansion for two to three years after all you're still a royalty."

"Yes elder I understood" he said....sigh..

[PHONE ENDED]....tut...tut...tut

"The F*CK are they plotting anyway, complete family? vacation?"....he laughed like a maniac "there's no family since the day that bastard abandoned me".

The rain outside seemed to intensify, a metaphor for the tempest brewing within him. His illegitimate child, a secret he had guarded fiercely, now added another layer of complexity to the situation. Azzrael, torn between duty and personal convictions, felt the weight of his obligations pressing down on him.

In the soft glow of Raizel's living room, Azzrael began to share the intricate details of the unexpected twist in his familial tale. The rain outside played a soothing melody against the window, a comforting backdrop to a conversation that held the essence of their shared love.

"The elder's wife wants a 'complete family,'" Azzrael confessed, his eyes locked onto Raizel's. "She wants me back at the Agriatta Mansion, insisting on a vacation for two years—a semblance of unity, an illusion of the perfect family."

Raizel, though initially surprised, found a spark of joy in the situation. "A vacation? Azz, this means they're acknowledging you, including you in the family! This is... good news, right?"

Azzrael's eyes softened at Raizel's optimism, his heart warmed by the genuine happiness reflected in his partner's gaze. "Raiz, you always find the silver lining. It's not that simple, though. Two years is a long time, and I worry about us."

Raizel, undeterred, took Azzrael's hands in his own. "Azz, they're looking out for you. Isn't that what we've wanted all along? To be recognized, accepted? This could be a chance for you to have both your family and us."

Azzrael, caught in the warmth of Raizel's affection, couldn't help but smile. "You're right, as always. Maybe, just maybe, this could be a step towards bridging the gap."

As the rain continued its gentle serenade outside, Raizel leaned in, placing a soft kiss on Azzrael's forehead. "We'll make this work, Azzy. Two years or two decades, our love will only grow stronger."

In that moment, amidst raindrops that whispered of change and hope, Azzrael found solace in Raizel's unwavering optimism. The storm may have brought unexpected news, but their love, the true sanctuary in their lives, would weather any tempest with the promise of a brighter tomorrow.