A/N - First I just want to say thank you for new subbers and upvotes. I hope you will enjoy this story. That has so many parts. It is like a soap opera, which was what I wanted to create. So I hope you will be patient with me <3. Please ask any questions you have. 

Second - Sorry for the long wait. I will try and update again this weekend. 

Kris was reading some boring crime thriller he’d worked out whodunit in chapter 3 when Zhang Yimin arrived from his hunting trip, a day later than planned.

The youngest of the Zhang brothers wasn't what Kris expected. Yimin lacked the quiet authority that Yixing possessed and the forceful command of Yifeng.

Yimin was very young, maybe 15 or 16 and Kris could tell he was the life of the house. The staff rushed to welcome him, helped him out the rain-soaked coat, the butler ordered fresh tea from the kitchen, and a bath with soothing oils for his aching muscles.

His cheeks were flushed red at their fussing. Yifeng’s huskies, Sasha and Misha bound up to him. He knelt and buried his face in the softness of their fur. When he looked up, there was a man standing at the bannister watching him. Everything about that man was remarkable. Yimin tore his eyes away when Davi crashed into the foyer and engulfed him in a bear hug, “You’re home. You’re home. My darling is home!” she clutched his face and turned it left then right, inspecting him for any damage, “You’re late!”

“Daviiii!!!” Yimin moaned, “We were delayed by the weather.” Davi seemed unsure, “I’m fine mom!!!” he pushed her hands away.

“Let the boy breathe.” Yifeng appeared. The noise had drawn him out of the study.

Yifeng watched his brother as he continued to play with the dogs, and the staff that fussed over him, and his wife so relieved that he was back. He shifted impatiently from foot to foot, “Let’s see what you brought home.”

“It’s raining!” Davi protested.

“It’s always ing raining.” Yifeng noticed Kris on the landing. “Come! Let’s see what my little brother brought home.”

A woman stepped into the house. The rain fell off the end of her hoodie. She lifted and threw it back. For a split-second, Kris thought it was Isa. Isa here to save him and take him back home. But it wasn’t Isa. It was Yimin’s personal butler, Mika.

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They trudged along the water-logged grass, round the side of the house and away from the cliffs and the ocean. A split-level barn, modern, with dim lights shining through the rain waited for them. Everyone lined up on the side. Sasha and Misha, w