Bound By Blood Torn by love

her with a polite smile, his voice a low baritone t

ing line. "What do you want, Den?" she snapped, her voice laced with bitterness. "Do you w

uldn't want to hurt her." he said painfully, his eyes dropping to the worn carpet.

ying you are sorry does not abolish the past. It does not mend broken hear

a love that had turned sour. Den's shoulders drooped, and for a moment, he seemed t

ow furrowed in confusion. "What is going on there?" he asked, his voice gruff. "Why is this...

with wrathfulness turned to him

and she looked down

ield asked, his voice

in disarray and her eyes filled with a mixture of apprehension and annoyance. Seeing Den still at the door, she initial

pose you're doing? Come

ed on the floor. She stopped a few steps away from Den, h

a conditional step forward. "Julie,

own. "Why? Wha

ing curiosity eventually set down his newspaper and steppe

is eyes fixed on Julie. "Thank you, Mr.

e living room. "Make yourself comfortable. Have a

chen murmuring something under her breath about

down opposite Den on the couch. "So, Den, what brings you

ght. I was not exactly invited. But I

bout? About the past? Or are you coming to a

"No, sir I...I just wanted to apologize. To ask for a

t exactly do you mean? You've been gone for years, Den. You left Julie ag

. I made a lot of miscalculations. I was...I was young an

ession undecipherable awa

culations. I've a successful business now, Henry. I'm a differ

leaned back in his chair and raised an eyebrow. "A s

ce. "I'm the CEO of Neumann Enterprises. We're a global empire, Henry. We operate and drive tow

umann Enterprises? That's the company that just bought out that floundering tech estab

ile this time. "Yes, Hen

l be..." he stopped, his voice filled with admiration. "You've come a l

ing to the exchange with a mixture of unbelief and conservative curiosity.

t what to make of the situ

, tell me Den, what's the plan? Wha

ing. "Julie, can we just talk? Can we go out and just talk? N

e the past, but there was a flicker of curiosity, a

n I....I need to

dvantage. "Just a coffee, Julie? Please? It'll be

ed reluctantly. "Alright. But just coffee.

k soon. He left the house, the weight of his fast miscalculations st

It was an odd feeling, this unforeseen rejuvenescence of interest in Den after all these

e that young man has changed. He seems truly successful, and he clearly seems genuine w

too quick to trust him, Henry. He's a wolf in lam

ons, decided that only one thing would give her