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Leah I woke up alone, frowning at the empty space beside me.Roman usually waited for me to wake up before leaving the room.My ribs protested as I pushed myself up, pressing a hand to my side before swinging my legs over the edge.The cabin was unusually quiet , and I could hear the rustling of paper coming from the living room.I followed the sound down the hallway to find Aiden lying flat on his back on the rug, dead asleep while Roman knelt beside him, permanent markers of different colours uncapped and scattered everywhere. There were also drawing sheets littering the floor, a few scribbled on, and a few clearly abandoned once he found a better canvas, Aiden's face.He had drawn thick blue eyebrows, a red mustache, and green whiskers across his cheeks. His tongue peeked out in concentration as he carefully added something near Aiden's chin.I pressed my lips together to stop the laugh threatening to escape.Roman suddenly stiffened and slowly turned his head toward me. His eyes
AidenI cleared my throat, willing my body to cooperate. After a few deep breaths that did absolutely nothing, I pulled out a stool and sat across from them."How was your night? I asked.He ignored me, turning his head away.Leah gave him a look. "It's rude not to answer when asked a question.""It was fine," he grumbled, stabbing his food.Leah ruffled his hair as a reward, and he smiled up at her.Then she turned to me and mouthed, "Later."My entire body straightened immediately at that single word.Unfortunately for me, Roman did not sleep after breakfast, neither did he in the afternoon nor show any sign of fatigue after dinner.I sat on the couch, legs bouncing impatiently as I watched him lie comfortably with his head on Leah's lap, her fingers absentmindedly playing with his hair while he watched something on her phone."Aren't you going to bed, Roman?" I asked, trying my best to hide my annoyance."Nope," he replied without taking his eyes off the phone, his legs now kicking
AidenI caught her hands before she could pull away, my thumb brushing over the bandages wrapped around them.I wished they could heal faster so I could lace my fingers through hers properly again."I made breakfast," I said."Already?" She sounded disappointed. "I woke up early for nothing," she mumbled, pouting as she started walking down the hallway.I didn't think much of what she meant and just followed her, eyes glued to the way her ass giggled under that tiny dress. Each step made the hem ride higher up her thighs, testing every once of self-control I had left.She spun around so fast that I almost walked into her."Jesus christ, Aiden, can you not look at me like I'm food?"I dragged in a slow breath, letting my gaze drag down her body and back up. "Maybe you should have thought about that before walking around with nothing underneath that dress."Her eyes narrowed into thin slits. "You did that on purpose.""Did what?""When you went shopping," she accused, crossing her arms
AidenI flipped on the lights to see Roman standing there, barefoot and staring up at me."How long have you been standing here?""I followed you from the sitting room," he replied casually.Followed me? How the hell did I not notice?"Why aren't you sleeping?"No answer."Do you need something?"His eyes dropped to the bottle in my hand."Oh." I tilted it slightly. "You're thirsty."I extended it toward him.He looked at the rim, then at me, his nose wrinkled."Mister, can't I get another bottle?""Right."I grabbed a new one from the fridge and crouched in front of him, bringing us eyes level.When he reached for it, I pulled it back.His brows furrowed."Why do you keep calling me, Mister?"He sighed and rolled his eyes like I was the exhausting one. "What else should I call you?"Daddy.The word rose instantly. I wanted to hear it from his mouth. I really did. But I'd been absent for too long, and it would be shameless to demand something I hadn't earned."Call me Aiden," I said i
AidenWhy did it have to be the same cabin I first broke her?I should have chosen another place. Not the place she had bad memories of. It's not like we even had anywhere filled with happy memories to begin with.I shut the car door and went after her.She stopped abruptly and turned. "Where is Roman?"I glanced back at the car, then at her.One side of her mouth curved, not quite a smile. More like, really?I rushed back to the car and lifted him into my arms quietly.When she saw I was carrying him, she nodded once and continued walking with her hands clasped behind her while I followed closely.Two of my men who had come earlier to clean up and stock the place stepped out of the cabin.They bowed slightly. "Good evening, boss."They greeted Leah too, who didn't acknowledge them. She was already turning toward the woods.I called one of them over, about to hand Roman off when she said, "My son doesn't like it when strangers carry him."Her tone was sharp, and I could feel another a
AidenAidenYeah. My son hates me, and he's trying way too damn hard to come between me and my woman.It started subtle with him always holding both her hands and, at times, wrapping his arms around her neck and pressing his face into hers like he was trying to hoard every scrap of her attention for himself. And the worst part was that it was actually working. Leah barely looked at me whenever he was awake, sparing me only briefly glances enough to remind me she knew I still existed before she went back to being only his. He even went as far as tiring her out enough that she fell asleep almost immediately after he did. So that even in his sleep, he was still winning.Every time I tried to start a conversation with her, he cut in with something stupid."Mummy, look.""Mummy, listen."Like a broken record with perfect timing.And when she didn't look at him immediately, he'd grab her face, turning it forcefully toward his, making a face that made Leah soften as she asked him what was w







