I am the Entertainment Tycoon

Chapter 779: A Warm Tea to Sooth the Throat



The door to the dressing room closed with a soft click, muffling the faint sounds of cheering that still echoed from the distant halls of Mafra Q Hall. Inside, the air was quieter, calmer-a stark contrast to the electric energy that had filled the venue just minutes ago. Theo, his silver hair damp with sweat, collapsed onto the couch with a long, drawn-out sigh. His body ached from the intensity of the performance, every muscle protesting as he sank deeper into the cushions.

Across from him, his younger sister, Aurora, had already removed her mask and set it on the coffee table. She was moving about the room with purpose, her kimono-like outfit swishing gently as she headed toward the small kitchenette in the corner. Theo glanced at her from where he lay, grateful for the moment of silence as he closed his eyes and let the exhaustion wash over him.

"That was... insane," Theo murmured, his voice rough from over an hour of singing. He could still feel the adrenaline pulsing through his veins, but now that the concert was over, fatigue was settling in fast.

Aurora chuckled softly as she filled the kettle with water. "You were incredible," she said, turning to look at him with a proud smile. "But you really need to rest that voice."

Theo opened his eyes and grinned tiredly at her. "I'll be fine. Just need to catch my breath." But even as he said it, he felt the strain in his throat, the raspy edge to his voice a reminder of just how much he had pushed himself on stage. He wasn't used to performing for such a long stretch, and the sheer power of the final song, "Believer," had left him more worn out than he expected.

Aurora, ever the attentive sister, saw right through him. She waved him off with a knowing look. "I'm making you some tea to help your throat," she said, setting the kettle on the stove. "You're going to need it if you want to talk for the next few hours."

Theo chuckled softly, wincing a little at the scratch in his voice. "Thanks, Aurora."

As the water boiled, Aurora moved around the room, gathering the herbs and tea leaves that

she knew would soothe his voice. Theo watched her in silence for a moment, feeling a wave of appreciation for the care she always showed him. She had been at his side throughout the entire journey—ever since he had become Moonlight-and he couldn't imagine going through any of this without her.

Finally, with the tea steeping, Aurora sat down next to him on the couch, letting out a small sigh of her own. "That was something else," she said, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "The crowd... Theo, they loved you. Did you see their faces?"

Theo nodded, running a hand through his damp hair. "Yeah, I saw them. I could feel their energy all night. It was... intense. The feeling of performing for so many people is indescribable."

Aurora laughed softly, her voice still tinged with excitement. "I feel the same! I don't think I've ever seen anything like it. Especially when we did 'Save Your Tears.' It felt like the whole room was singing with us. I felt so happy at that moment."

Theo smiled at the memory. That duet with Aurora had been one of the most special moments of the night. The connection they had shared on stage was something he would never forget. "You were amazing out there," he said, turning his head to look at her. "I couldn't have done it without you."

Aurora blushed slightly and waved him off, though her smile showed how much the compliment meant to her. "You give me too much credit. You're the star."

"No," Theo said softly, his gaze serious. "We're in this together. Always."

Before Aurora could respond, the door to the dressing room swung open, and Ayia entered, her face glowing with excitement. She spotted Theo and Aurora on the couch, and her eyes immediately lit up. "There you are!" she exclaimed, rushing toward Theo with her arms wide

open.

Theo barely had time to sit up before Ayia threw herself into his arms, wrapping him in a tight embrace. He laughed, though it came out as more of a raspy chuckle, and hugged her back just as tightly. "I missed you too," he teased, though his voice was weak.

Ayia pulled back slightly, her hands still resting on his shoulders as she beamed at him. "You were amazing out there," she said, her voice filled with pride. "The whole concert was perfect. I've never seen a crowd so alive."

Theo smiled up at her, his heart swelling with affection. "Thanks, babe," he said softly. "I couldn't have done it without you running everything backstage. The show wouldn't have been half as good without all your hard work."

Ayia blushed, clearly pleased by the compliment. "You're too sweet," she said, leaning down to kiss him lightly on the lips. "But really, it was all you. The crowd was there for you, Theo. They adore you."

Theo smiled against her lips before pulling back. "And I adore them," he said, his voice growing more serious. "Tonight was... unbelievable. The energy, the connection-it felt like we were all in sync."

Aurora, who had been quietly sipping her tea, smiled as she watched the two of them. "I was just telling him how incredible it was," she chimed in, her eyes glimmering with pride for her brother. "Especially the end. The way the crowd responded to 'Believer'-I've never seen anything like it."

Ayia nodded eagerly. "And did you hear them singing 'The Scientist' after the concert ended? That was... wow. I had goosebumps."

Theo's eyes widened slightly as he remembered what Ayia had said earlier. "I heard it, but I didn't realize how loud it was until I got backstage," he admitted, shaking his head in disbelief. "That was... something else. It means so much to me that they connected with that song the way they did."

"They didn't want the night to end," Ayia said with a grin. "And honestly, neither did I." Theo smiled at her, feeling a wave of gratitude wash over him. "Thank you for everything, Ayia. For organizing all of this. I know how much work you put into it."

Ayia shrugged, though she was clearly touched by his words. "I just wanted to make sure the night was as special for you as it was for the crowd," she said softly. "And judging by how everything turned out, I'd say we did a pretty good job."

Theo chuckled, though his voice was still hoarse. "I think you're right."

Aurora handed Theo the cup of tea she had made for him, and he accepted it gratefully, taking a small sip. The warmth of the liquid soothed his throat immediately, and he let out a small sigh of relief. "This is perfect," he muttered, his voice already feeling a little less raw. Ayia sat down next to him on the couch, leaning her head on his shoulder as they all settled into a comfortable silence. For a moment, it was just the three of them, basking in the afterglow of the concert and the shared sense of accomplishment.

"How's the tea?" Aurora asked after a few moments, breaking the silence with a teasing grin.

Theo smiled, lifting the cup slightly in a mock toast. "It's exactly what I needed," he said.

Aurora laughed softly. "I know, I'm the best."

Ayia giggled and snuggled closer to Theo. "And I'll handle the rest," she said playfully.

Theo chuckled again, his heart full as he looked between the two most important people in his life. It was moments like this- after the chaos, after the noise-that reminded him how lucky he was to have them by his side.

As the exhaustion began to creep in, Theo drained the rest of his tea and set the cup down on the table. He glanced at Aurora, then at Ayia, a soft smile playing on his lips. "I think I'm ready to change and head back to the hotel," he said, his voice quieter now, the adrenaline of the night finally beginning to fade.

Aurora nodded, standing up and stretching her arms above her head. "You've earned a good night's sleep," she said with a grin.

Ayia stood as well, helping Theo to his feet. "Yeah, you guys have to rest well tonight as tomorrow your schedule is full again, but don't worry, I'll take care of everything," she said,

squeezing his hand gently.

Theo gave them both a tired but grateful smile. "Thanks. Let's get out of here."

And with that, the three of them made their way toward the dressing room door, ready to leave the concert behind but carrying the memories with them.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om