Chapter 16:

The Start Of The Party

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“Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa!! Wait a minute, Sterling!” Rainbow Dash said to Sterling with a bewildered look on her face. “Did you just say that Fluttershy, the main squeeze of your harem, wants us to be your final partners in your circle?” she asked him while keeping her gaze on him as both she and Pinkie Pie were asked that question in the kitchen of the Cake's establishment.

“That is what she wishes from the both of you,” Sterling nodded to her. “And she feels that you are both not getting the same amount of love from either her, myself, or the rest of the group,” he also said to her. “And altogether, I believe that she is right.” When he made that nod, he noticed that the Auran and the Equian in the kitchen were looking at him with a mixture of confusion and enlightenment at the same time.

“How so, Sterling?” Pinkie asked him.

“Because I also feel the same way with you two,” he answered her as his finger pointed to the both of them.

“You want us in your circle, too?” Rainbow gasped.

“Yes, Rainbow,” he answered her. “And I truly feel that you, and Pinkie--” he pointed to the baker who smiled widely-- “both deserve to be with me. You have been there for me when I needed to be reminded why I had to keep getting stronger, Rainbow.” He then moved his gaze to Pinkie, who was just as giddy as before.

“And Pinkie? You still know how to make me smile; certain random things that you do every day still make me confused about you, but I had learned a while ago to just go with it. It's a part of you... and I wouldn't have it any other way.” And after saying that to her, Pinkie's smile almost broke off of her face. He chuckled at that thought and continued to speak, this time to Rainbow.

“I know that you think this is moving fast, believe me.” Rainbow could only scoff at that point he made. “But for as long as I have known you, you've always been there. And not just for me, but also for your friends. And that is why I want you to become a part of my harem.” His eyes turned back to Pinkie, who was really wanting to ask him that question. He knew, thanks to his Alicornian Instinct, that he had to ask her because of how her vibrations were speaking to him.

And they all said what he soon asked her.

“Pinkamena Diane 'Pinkie' Pie, would you like to be my harem mate?”

“Wwweeellllll... YESYESYESYESYAAYYY!!! I would love!-Love!!-LOOVEEE!!!-- to be your new girlfriend!!” Pinkie cheered out while she simultaneously hugged him deeply. The same strength that she had in her body allowed Sterling to know that she would never let him go for any reason at all.

“I'm very happy that you willingly accepted my proposal,” Sterling chuckled from her enthusiasm. And after releasing himself from her rather tight grip, his eyes then met Rainbow's in the hope that she would be just as accepting as her friend was. “What say you, R.D.?” he asked her with his hand lifted to her.

“Well, uh.... what place would I have in your circle?” she asked him back, wanting to know what was in store for her. And Sterling, as she saw from her perspective, had a confident smirk on his face.

“For one thing, you and Pinkie will have the same devotion that I give to the other ladies of the circle,” he began to state to the girls in the room. “Secondly, you'll have the ability to stay with a man that will do his very best to keep you both happy. Thrice, you will have some bragging rights if anyone asks if you're still single. And finally....” He had to look into his heart to find the right words. “.... both of you will be allowed to stay at my home with me if the both of you so wish for it. ….. And that is only the beginning of the negotiations,” he smirked at Rainbow, who had given a grin to his snip.

“And will this harem become twenty percent cooler if I join?” Rainbow felt the need to ask.

“And a lot more fun?” Pinkie added to the inquiry.

“Yes,” Sterling nodded.

“Alright, that's it! Kiss me, Sterling! Kiss me now!” Rainbow demanded of him. And oh boy did she get what she wanted. As soon as the last word was pronounced to him, Sterling kissed her lips very deeply while holding her close to him. And Rainbow was not going to allow him to do all of the work, for she allowed her tongue to be included in the exchange of smooches as she held him just as closely, to which her new man reciprocated with his own muscle fighting hers in that moment of passion that she would always look forward to. When they both broke off the kiss, Rainbow panted from the action that made feel like she had performed about seven Sonic Rainbooms. “Wow! Now that... was just... AWESOME!!!” she exclaimed to him.

“Alright, Pinkie... time for--” Sterling was about to announce to Pinkie before seeing that she was ready for his kiss by having her eyes closed as her lips puckered out to him, obviously ready for his kiss. “Ha ha ha.... And that is just why I am going to love having you in my circle,” he laughed sincerely as he moved closer to her. He moved his lips in for the second set of kisses that he was more than likely going to receive from her. As his arms wrapped around Pinkie's shoulders, Pinkie did the same thing.

But she also had a better idea to go with the embrace. She then quickly jumped up and locked her long legs around his hips, thus causing Sterling to move his crotch to hers, believe that she was really wanting to kiss him as much as Rainbow did. His response had been to wrap his arms tighter on her lower back as his lips and tongue had clashed with the Equian who was really getting into it as she started to grind herself on him. And Sterling was so enjoying what Pinkie was silently saying to him as the moans had escaped her mouth. Within a few moments of the session that was progressing along, the sound of the timer had begun to ring out.

(*BEEP!!*)

“The treats are done!” Pinkie shouted out cheerfully as she then parted herself off of him to begin removing the confections from the hot oven. “And they are nowhere near as hot as that big Pinkie Pie kiss that I gave you, sweet buns!” she giggled at him as she put on the oven mitts to remove the baked goods that were still on the hot tray. Sterling could only laugh from how she said that comparison to him. “What? It's true!” she giggled again.

“I agree,” Rainbow smiled wickedly. “That was kind of hot to watch,” she admitted with her face turning a few degrees hotter as a blush crept up to her face. “And I just really loved how Pinkie was really getting into it! It was just... whew!” she also said as her face turned to Pinkie.

“Aw, Dashie! I love you too,” Pinkie sweetly said to her before giving her a peck on her lips.

“Thanks, Pinks.”

“Now, how about we frost these treats together?” Pinkie then suggested to her new boyfriend and loving partner.

“Good idea,” Sterling and Rainbow agreed together, causing them to once again laugh a little bit before they got to work.

“So I felt a little twitch from my Pinkie Sense today, Sterling,” Pinkie said to him as she pulled up a frosting tool that squirted out a pink frosting that looked so good to eat without the cupcake below it.

“And what did your twitch tell you, exactly?” Sterling inquired as he topped one of the small cakes with a blue frosting.

“Simple: Today is your birthday,” Pinkie chipped up as she purposefully dabbed a bit of the pink frosting on the tip of his nose. Before he could ask, the baker then licked off the frosting in a quick lick. “Tee-hee-hee! I always wanted to do that!” she giggled once again.

“Hey!” Rainbow exclaimed, feeling jealous that her friend did that with him. “What about me?”

“Oh, don't worry, Dashie! I didn't forget you,” Pinkie replied to her. What she did at that moment shocked Rainbow as she saw Pinkie squirt the same flavored condiment on Rainbow's lips. When that was done, she proceeded to lick and kiss the frosted lips of her best friend. And Rainbow felt that it was only right to allow her to kiss her that deeply. She decided to open her mouth to allow some of the same topping to go into her mouth, allowing her Equian friend to go in. And after a few moments, both she and Pinkie had parted from the deep kiss.

“That.... was.... sweet!!” Rainbow whooped out as the feeling had taken her over.

“I know, right?” Pinkie cheered just as loudly from the same feeling that was quite mutual.

“Should I leave you two alone, or should I stay?” Sterling grinned from the scene that played out in front of him.

“Well, I would say 'stay', but I need to get back to work,” Pinkie replied to him with a knowing smile.

“So do I,” Rainbow agreed with her. “I'll make it a clear night for you to enjoy your alone time with Fluttershy. And that's just part of the gift that I'm getting for you,” she told the man who was near her.

“And I have to make sure that you have the best birthday party EVER!!” Pinkie shouted at the last word to him.

“I love you, girls,” Sterling simply said to them before he opened the door that led to the main area of the Cake's shop.

“Aww! I love you too, Sterling!”  Pinkie cooed as she let her lips give him his last peck before she went back to her work.

“Same here, big man!” Rainbow proudly stated in compliance with Pinkie's sentiment as she gave him a last kiss.

“I'll see you two at home later?”

“We'll be there!”

“Ditto!”

“Bye!” he waved to them.

“Bye!” they waved back.

And with a flash of light, Sterling had disappeared in front of them. Both Rainbow and Pinkie looked at each other with a look that said the same thing that had been introduced from the same deal as before.

“Care to kiss me before I clear the skies, Pinkie?”

“I'd love to, Dashie.”

They immediately got to allowing their puckers to go into the same kiss that they had beforehand. But unlike the last time, it was just ten seconds shorter in time.

“See you at Sterling's.”

“See ya!”

Rainbow had sprouted her wings out before opening the door to make her way to the skies above the shop. With her disappearance, Pinkie was left alone to do the work that she always enjoyed doing. And this time, a skip had been seen in her steps after allowing the cupcakes to cool down long enough to sell to the customers who would be hungry enough to buy them. But given that it was a birthday today, she knew that she would have to work very hard on making all of the products. And this even included a cake that she would make for her new boyfriend. But she would just love seeing the faces of both the original and the new girlfriends, including herself, as they would enjoy the proverbial cake that she would soon make into a reality.

(Twilight's Castle, Library, 12:10 PM.....)

The books and parchments that laid chaotically on one of the tables had been magically lifted off with a purple aura for the purposes of getting reorganized into a proper filing. And Twilight was able to say to herself, even though Spike was able to hear it from his side of the room, that she was feeling great about the organization that her scribbled notes would soon have.

“Well, Spike, I believe that we can call it a day,” Twilight proudly said to her assistant with that cute smile of hers.

“Ugh! Finally!” Spike groaned from how exhausted he was feeling from having to organize the whole area.

“Thank you for assisting me with this, Spike,” she thanked him with a deep hug.

“Meh, it was nothing, Twilight,” Spike shrugged as he returned the sweet gesture.

“Nothing?” Twilight raised her eyebrow at him. “Spike, this whole reorganization of my notes and books was what I really needed! And all that you can say is that 'it was nothing'?” she nearly shouted at him.

“Uh... yes?” he chuckled at her.

“Now that's just little rude, wouldn't you say?”

Both Twilight and Spike turned around to see Sterling at the entrance of the library, standing between the opened doors.

“But I wasn't trying to be rude, man,” Spike calmly protested from his words. “I was trying to say that helping Twilight with organizing her things is just second nature to me, so it's practically nothing,” he defended himself.

“Well, then you should have said that, instead of saying 'meh', like its a passing phase,” Twilight scowled at him.

“And I agree with Twilight, my young drake,” Sterling complied. “Part of the Dragon guidelines allows any and all dragons to take pride in everything that they know they can do. And that means you too, Spike,” he smiled, knowing that he was right about letting his experience speak for him.

“Aw, alright... *sigh* I'll just be making our meals in the kitchen, Twilight,” Spike told the Princess near him in defeat as he bowed his head to her. “Don't keep her for too long, okay?” he asked the man who was waiting patiently to be allowed entrance.

“Don't worry, Spike. She'll still be in one piece when I'm through with her,” Sterling smirked at him before giving the same grin to Twilight. When he was shown in, Sterling closed the door behind him with Spike leaving to get to the kitchen to make whatever he wanted to make for lunch. Satisfied that he was alone with her, he walked to Twilight, who had a big smile on her face from seeing him.

“Hi, Sterling!” she cutely greeted him as he got closer to her.

“Hi, Twilight!” he greeted back as he then embraced her softly. The return hug had been given with a little more effort from the woman that he was giving his hug to. So he responded with a smack to her lips with his. “I wanted to tell you...” he whispered to her.

“Yes?” she wondered.

“You were just amazing last night,” he replied with a warm smile.

“Was I?” she blushed.

“Oh, yes. When you took the reins after I was done with you alone, you really helped the other girls rock my world,” he answered her. “I never had such a pleasure in all of my life. Two Alicornians going at it? I swear.... I must have been in the zone, as it was.” His sentence ended with a small chuckle that followed his sincere and loving tone.

“Oh, Sterling....” Twilight sniffled, feeling the romantic time warming her heart up. “I just love you so much that I can't even think of anything but you on my mind. And with last night's activities, I.... I really wanted to do it some more.” That sentence earned her a deep and meaningful smooch that she returned to her shared man.

“I'm afraid that Fluttershy has asked that I be with her alone tonight,” Sterling replied to her in a nearly saddened tone.

“Wow! She's really gotten bolder ever since she met you, stud!” Twilight commented from his small announcement.

“'Stud', huh? I guess you feel the same way that all of the girls do,” Sterling noted.

“That's right! And you really are a sexy guy, you know,” Twilight giggled.

“And you--” he started to say as he picked her up from the ground to twirl her around for a moment, earning a squeak of laughter from her, “ --are just a smoking hot model of an egghead! And I love eggheads a lot!” he chuckled to her after putting her down.

“Oh, you do, do you?” she half-teasingly asked him while getting closer to him.

“I do,” Sterling nodded again as he noticed her proximity closing in on his.

“And do I fulfill every fantasy that you've had about us academics?” she kept asking as she twirled her fingers on his chest.

“Well, last night already fulfilled some of those fantasies, so uh... yeah,” he shrugged to her. “You still do.”

*smooch-smooch!*

“Will you spend some alone time with me when you're done with Fluttershy tonight?” she asked him while she kept her face looking at his.

“I will,” he answered proudly.

*smooch*

“Happy birthday, Sterling.”

“Thank you, Twilight.” And yet again, another set of kisses had been made to the scholarly Princess, thus completing the cycle of kissing the girls in the inner circle of his harem. “I also wanted to you,” Sterling spoke up.

“Yeah?”

“Both Rainbow and Pinkie are now in the circle,” he announced to her just as happily.

“They are?”

“Oh yes.”

The softly spoken words rang in Twilight's ears, allowing her joy to bounce up and down as she repeated 'yes' as fast as a machine gun from the happy news that were already spoken to her.

“I'm so happy! YES-YES-YES-YES-YES!! I so wanted those two to be in our circle!” she shouts out with glee.

“And I'm happy that you're happy, Twilight,” Sterling quipped as he saw her happier face brightening up. “But for now, I must leave you,” he sadly said to her after releasing himself from her. “I have to get myself some lunch at the Trotting Cart restaurant. My reservation for 1:00 PM must not be delayed,” he explained to her with a serious look.

“I so wish that you could stay with me and Spike for lunch,” Twilight quivered from the thought of losing his touch.

“Don't worry, Twilight. It's only goodbye for now,” he assured her before continuing with his dialogue to her as his hand touched her left face cheek. “I've extended an invitation to my girls to join me at my house after lunch today at 3:30 PM. And you and Spike can see me then,” he said to her with his smile coming back to him.

“Should I bring a present?” she asked him sheepishly

“Well.... only if you believe that you want to,” he chuckled. “May the powers of Faustia protect you, Twilight.” he said to her in a goodbye motion to her as he gave her a final kiss.

“And the same with you, Sterling,” she replied just as warmly.

The final goodbye had been made as Sterling allowed his body to glow before teleporting from his location to the place that he needed to be at. And now, all that was in the library were the many books and rolled up parchments that were still neatly organized by her and Spike.

“You hungry, Twilight? I made some jeweled eggs for myself! And I can make a veggie egg for you if you want!” Spike shouted out from a distance. She looked at the door that was not fully closed and concluded that Spike was calling her up. Instead of wanting to shout back, she teleported to the entrance of the kitchen.

“I'd love a veggie omelet if you can make it,” Twilight politely ordered from her assistant.

“Oh, an omelet, huh? You must have had Sterling do something to make you happy,” he chirped up with his hands still on the utensils that he made his own eggs in.

“Yeah, you could say that,” she giggled again.

(????, ????, ????.....)

A pair of mysterious voices had begun to speak to each other in a distant desert wasteland.

“Is everything ready for the plan?” the first voice spoke up.

“All is in motion,” the second voice spoke back.

“Good! The boss will be very happy with the both of us!”

“And we will have all of the wealth in the world at our feet!”

(Back At Ponyville....)

The clock tower was now showing the time to be 12:55 PM. And Sterling was now at the entrance of the Trotting Cart, opening the door to see that the same restaurant was quite a posh place to look at. It was not his own establishment, but even he knew that this place had great taste in everything. The decorations, the plates, the food, the mood- any person could name it and it was there with style. The head waiter at the podium had looked to Sterling with a polite smile at him and beckoned him to step forward.

“Hello, and welcome to the Trotting Cart. I am the head waiter, Luncheon Manners, and I will accommodate all of your impending requests,” he greeted him with that same smile. “Now, how may I help you today, good sir?”

Sterling was only taken aback from the manners of the man behind the podium for a little bit before he composed himself to be just as proper.

“Why yes, Mr. Manners. I have a reservation for one, under the surname 'Caliber'. Is it still available right now?” he politely said to him. After a moment to look through the waiting list, the head waiter named Luncheon Manners snapped his fingers as he found the name.

“Your table has been moved to the outdoor setting because of how we had to accommodate a hungry family that have been saving their bits to eat her, good sir,” Luncheon explained to him with the same etiquette that he was a professional at showing. “I do hope that you won't take this arrangement too seriously.”

“Not at all, my good man,” Sterling chuckled. “A family wants to eat here, they can eat here,” he further replied to him as he pulled up a thick menu from a drawer under the podium.

“If you will follow me, I shall escort you to where your Highness will be seated for this afternoon,” Luncheon instructed him.

“Lead the way.”

A moment later, the Alicornian had been taken to the outdoor eating area where there was no one in the area but he and the waiter. As he took his seat at the smaller table, Sterling was then handed the same menu for him to look over.

“Shall I start your meal up with a drink first?” the waiter asked him.

“I'll have a tall glass of mimosa before I get the onion ring appetizer, if you please,” Sterling smiled at him while making his order. “It so happens to be my birthday, but I have no desire to have a dessert here. Just a few drinks will do,” he further requested the waiter.

“Ah! A most excellent choice, my friend,” the waiter nodded. “The next waiter will be out with your onion rings, and they will be able to take your order for the main course. And if you have any questions or concerns, feel free to ask for me, and I will do my best to make sure that every inquiry is answered,” he then said before bidding him a fond farewell with a bow.

“Farewell for now, Head-Waiter Manners,” he waved to him.

“And I bid you adieu.”

When the head waiter left the outdoor area with the door to the indoor area opening and closing in sync, Sterling took a deep breath and allowed the atmosphere to fully sink in. The place was just beautiful. And he was more than glad that he was actually alone. And he needed this time of meditation to himself before he could allow the party at his home to start.

The scenery itself was mesmerizing; the trees were standing proudly as some of the leaves were already falling off of the branches. The clear blue skies, to which he silently thanked Rainbow Dash for making it possible, had allowed him to relax from how calming it truly was for him. The whole scenario was much better than sitting inside of the establishment, judging from the noises that he heard when the door was opened up to allow his host inside. And Sterling was already feeling the mood of the outdoor room settling in. He knew that it would not be long until he was greeted by another waiter who would try to impress him with their skills. And he already knew that they would try to do their jobs right. But now that he was becoming happier with himself, his mood would be reflected in whomever would have the luck of serving him.

The door of the restaurant had opened up with small ring from a bell, signaling that he was about to be served his appetizer and drink. And after a moment of preparing to meet whoever was going to serve his lunch, given that such life-mysteries in life always kept him a bit giddy, he looked over to the door. As the door closed towards the inside of the place, Sterling had looked at the person who was holding up the glass of mimosa and the deep-fried onion ring platter in a tray. Though he could not see the face behind the platter, he was able to observe, just from a quick glance down at the body, that it was a woman who was quite fit while keeping an hourglass figure with perfect measurements.

“And who do I have the pleasure of knowing at the moment?” Sterling called to the woman who had her hands full, literally, with the tray that looked heavy. He felt a certain pity for her, thus creating a silvery aura to place the platter and drink in front of him.

“Oh! Thank you so much, good sir!” the mysterious woman thanked him with an exhausted sigh that told him how exhausted she was. “My name is Lily Spring, and I-- Aaaahh!!” the woman nearly screamed out at his appearance, to which she immediately recognized from anywhere. Her hair was colored with green and white highlights, the eyes were a lime green color, and her skin had a small tan on it from what he saw from her young face and arms. “Prince Sterling Caliber!!” she shrieked out as her knees fell to the ground as her hands moved up and down. Sterling was able to recognize that the waitress was bowing down to him, and could only roll his eyes from how amused he was feeling from her display. “My lord, I am not worthy of being in your presence,” Lilly solemnly said to him. A few chuckles were heard after she made her proclamation to him.

“You may rise, Lily Spring,” Sterling warmly beckoned her. He had then saw the woman slowly rise from the floor and stand up in front of him. “Now, uh... *ahem* I'd like to request that you give a slow turn around so that I can examine you, if you wouldn't mind,” he requested her.

“Oh! Uh.... o-okay,” she nodded at him as she lifted her arms up instinctively. And she slowly made her turn, allowing herself to be looked at by the same man that she revered like a real hero.

Upon the examination, he was able to see all that he needed to see; certain points on her whole body told him that she was in desperate need of a break. Maybe a whole week? And given that he was given certain rights as an Alicornian, he found a certain thing that he could do for his server.

“Does your station really make you unworthy of my time?” Sterling asked him with a cheerful tone to her as he took a sip of his drink.

“I.... I truly don't know, sir,” she politely answered him.

“Well then.... it seems that I will have to remedy that, won't I?” he chuckled. “And please, just call me Sterling; it's a lot easier for any conversation to start up with,” he told her just as happily. He then looked to his menu to see the main courses and began to widen his eyes at the one that he wanted to try for himself.

“Did you, um.... f-f-find what you wanted to order, sir?” the waitress asked her out of her professional courtesy, despite how nervous she was.

“Here,” Sterling beckoned her to come forward while he had his eyes still focusing on the chosen item. She moved to him as requested and stopped herself just a few feet from him so that she could reach the menu that he was wanting to fill his appetite with. “I'll take the fried chicken sandwich with guacamole on it, with no fries on the plate,” he ordered from the article in his hand. He then gave the menu to her, after jotting down the desired item with practiced precision, and continued his requests from there. “And when you get to the bosses office, after I receive the sandwich from you, tell them that Sterling Caliber is wishing for your company at this table to have a bite with him,” he smiled at her.

“Wha.... w-with you?!” she almost screamed again, her tone aching of wanting to know if this was all a dream that was concocted from how she worked herself to the bone at her job.

“And if your boss doesn't accommodate this request, then you'll be hearing about a much better boss being more merciful taking their place,” he vowed to her with that same smile on his face.

“Oh! Oh, thankyouthankyouthankyou!!” Lily thanked him rapidly as she kissed his hand a few times before standing back up to do as she was requested of her. “I get to have my lunch break with the Prince of Ponyville! Yay!” she cheered out as her heart, as Sterling could figuratively hear, was beating rapidly in her chest.

“And for all that is holy, just call me Sterling!” he laughed out loud. The waitress could not hear his words from how excited she was from how she was about to have some lunch with him. “*sigh* I guess that's how the cookie crumbles,” he mumbled to himself as he took one of the onion rings and bit into it.

The flavor of the first ring had awakened his taste buds with a smoky taste that nearly sent his head rolling off his shoulders. But even he knew that he had to savor the delightful flavor, given that the sandwich that he would receive in the next few minutes was going to taste even better with the onion rings that he resisted the temptation of downing. Minutes later, the same waitress returned with the ordered sandwich, along with her own salad meal in her hand, and a bottled water at the farther side of the cart.

“Oh good! You're here!” he smiled at her warmly as she approached him with her salad placed at a spot right before she seated herself in front of him.

“Yes,” Lily happily replied to him as she took a big bite of her chicken salad, as Sterling was able to observe. The same bite had then been swallowed before she took a drink of her water. “I've come back as you requested, Sterling,” she said to him, taking what she heard him say to him.

“And I see that you are quite hungry,” he chuckled at her ravenous way of eating. Lily had stopped herself from making a pig of herself.

“I must apologize, Sterling,” she said to him with a sheepish look on her face, embarrassed by what she just did. “It's just that I have been working non-stop until I get my scheduled lunch break for the last five years that I've been here,” she explains herself to him.

“Do tell, Ms. Spring,” he once again beckoned her.

Within the passing of half of an hour, Sterling had listened intently, while eating up all of his food, to the inspiring story of how she (an Auran waitress) and her husband, an Equian construction worker named Iron Cogs from what he remembered, had started off with only a few goldbacks on them and the dream of making it in the big city of Fillydelphia. Sadly, their families were far from happy when it was announced that they both had the intention to get married. But when they made it to Ponyville, they were happily greeted with open arms from the citizens who were able to help them both out. But most recently, even though she had no intention of returning to her home city, she picked up extra shifts to pay for the treatments at the hospital that her mother was being treated for her sickness. And from Sterling had heard, the same medical attention that she needed was just too expensive for her to buy. But she was more than willing to sacrifice her time to see to it that her mother was given what was needed for her. And his heart was actually aching for the patient that had that much of a close bond to her.

“Lily?” he spoke to her.

“Yes, Sterling?” she replied to him.

Sterling then pulled out a sheet of paper from his pocket and surrounded it with his aura. With much of his focus being placed on the paper, the sheet began to grow smaller until it reached the normal size of a check that any person could write. And with the disappearance of the aura, he looked to the numbers on the note and gave himself a satisfied nod.

“I want you to take this to the bank account that you and your husband share together,” he began to instruct her with a serious tone as he handed the paper to her, “And use the appropriate amount to help your mother out. The rest will cover your bills for a few years.” The moment that Lily saw the numbers on the check, she almost fainted in front of him.

“But, sir--” she nearly protested before Sterling raised his hand up to her.

“I insist,” he insisted to her as he placed his hands around hers. “You truly deserve this.”

(…..)