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作者: Amal ait
last update 最終更新日: 2025-03-05 08:22:45

Sofia.

The air in the room was thick with unspoken words, heavy with the weight of a decision that could change everything. The dim light barely reached the corners of the space, casting long shadows against the walls, but none were as dark as the emotions brewing between me and the men standing behind me.

The men who had built a life with me. Who had fought for me. Protected me.

And now, I was asking them to make room for him.

For Arsen.

The man they had every reason to hate. The man I had every reason to hate. But I couldn’t.

Not after everything.

I sat beside his bed, my fingers curled tightly around his hand, unwilling to let go. He was stable but still unconscious. The bandages covering his torso were proof of the fight he had barely survived, a reminder that I had nearly lost him before I even had the chance to face the truth.

I loved him.

And that truth wasn’t something I could run from anymore.

Behind me, my men were silent, but I could feel their presence like a physical weig
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  • Their Serenity (A Reverse Harem)   73

    Sofia.We didn’t move from that spot for a long time. Just stood there in the kitchen like a couple of emotionally dehydrated ghosts haunting the sticky air, where burnt cinnamon and sweetened regret clung to the walls. The smell was half overcooked pancakes, half defeat. My hoodie—his hoodie, which had officially crossed over into “mine by domestic conquest”—was warm with Arsen’s scent and a faint hint of vanilla coffee.The same vanilla coffee I’d spilled that morning in my panic to stop Lorelai from base-jumping off the bookshelf with a stuffed unicorn strapped to her back. She had declared it a “mission from the Fairy Council,” and honestly, I couldn’t argue with her commitment to the role.“I think I like it here,” I said softly. The words hung in the quiet like a snowflake you’re afraid to breathe near, delicate and holy.He didn’t smirk. Didn’t joke. He just looked at me—really looked—and then gave me the gentlest shoulder bump, like he needed to physically share the weight of

  • Their Serenity (A Reverse Harem)   72

    Arsen.There were three things I never thought I’d be doing at 11 a.m. on a weekday:Whisking cinnamon into pancake batter.Arguing with a three-year-old over sock color.Letting Sofia take over my kitchen like she owned the place.(Okay, the last one was kind of hot. And, let’s be honest, she lowkey did own the place. Emotionally, spiritually, logistically—she’d rearranged my spice rack last week, and I didn’t even mind.)“You didn’t turn the heat down when you added the milk,” she murmured, not looking at me, but reaching around anyway to adjust the burner. Her fingers brushed my arm, her tone going strict, which only made it more attractive. “Scorched the bottom. Again.”“I meant to do that,” I lied, absolutely shameless, barely biting down a grin.She snorted, flicking me with a spoon. “You also meant to give Alexei and Jade mullets with your ‘barbering skills.’ Let’s stop pretending we know how to do things.”Okay, ouch. But also, accurate. Jade had genuinely threatened to draw o

  • Their Serenity (A Reverse Harem)   71

    Sofia.His words hit like a sucker punch dressed in velvet."I’m not letting you run this time."I should’ve had something clever ready to go. A witty comeback. A sarcastic jab. Hell, even a half-hearted "we'll see." But nothing made it past my lips.Because the way he looked at me—like I was gravity, oxygen, and sunlight all rolled into one—stripped every ounce of sass from my bones. My whole body felt like it was on alert, not in fear, but in want. In hope. In a feeling I couldn't find a way to describe.So instead of running my mouth as always, I reached for him. My fingers threaded into his sleep-tousled hair, the strands still warm from our earlier chaos. There was a faint stubble burn on his cheek where I’d clearly been overenthusiastic (zero regrets, by the way), and his lips—plump, smug, and still glistening with leftover kisses—grazed mine like they had every right to be there.And the terrifying part? They did.This—this right here—was what belonging felt like."You make it

  • Their Serenity (A Reverse Harem)   70

    Author’s POV.Later, once the bedroom was a crime scene of discarded blankets and very satisfied bodies, Sofia slipped out from between them with a soft smile.She tiptoed past Nikolai’s arm—he was starfished across the bed like he’d fought in a war and barely made it. Nial mumbled something about “peaches” in his sleep (she wasn’t asking), and Nadei let out a contented sigh, flipping over to steal her pillow. The traitor.She padded quietly to the window, tugging the curtains open just a little. Morning sunlight poured in like honey, soft and golden, catching on the scattered chaos of their lives. Half-finished drawings from Jade. Lorelai’s pink unicorn slippers. A little handmade bracelet she hadn’t taken off since Jade had proudly given it to her.Her eyes softened.But then they drifted—just a bit farther. To the picture tucked in the frame of the mirror. A candid one. Blurry. Taken at the café weeks ago when she wasn’t looking.Arsen.Holding Alexei. Smiling at her like she was t

  • Their Serenity (A Reverse Harem)   69

    Author’s POV.Sofia woke up to the quiet hum of the early morning, her body sore in that deeply satisfying way that made her cheeks flush just remembering why. She stretched—gingerly—like a cat, her legs tangling in silky sheets, and blinked up at the high ceiling of the triplet’s guest house master bedroom.The scent of rose petals and something a little more sinful still clung to the air.She smiled. No—she grinned, slow and smug, because last night? Last night was a movie. A scandal. A sacred ritual. A group effort that deserved an Olympic medal and a Vatican ban all at once.Sliding out of bed quietly, she tiptoed over the chaos of discarded towels, a suspicious-looking whipped cream can, and—was that a sock stuck to the wall?Okay. They were definitely banned from bath bombs and wine combos forever.She wrapped herself in her robe, trying to remember which leg was currently operational and which one was still on strike, and made it halfway to the kitchen when—“HE STOLE MY PANDA!

  • Their Serenity (A Reverse Harem)   68

    Author's POV.The sun cast a golden hue over the estate, illuminating the meticulous birthday setup Sofia had poured her heart into. Balloons in navy, silver, and gold adorned the grand hall, each one bearing the names of the triplets—Nial, Nadei, and Nikolai. She’d even matched the tablecloths and napkins, arranged lilies into elegant centerpieces, and added her personal touch to every detail. The scent of fresh linen, lemon polish, and lingering vanilla cupcakes danced in the air.It was perfect. Well—almost.As Sofia adjusted a slightly crooked candle, the unmistakable sound of something combusting came from the kitchen.“Where’s the fire extinguisher?!” Arsen’s voice rang out like a warning siren.Sofia froze. Then sprinted.Smoke billowed from the oven. Arsen stood mid-chaos, oven mitts on, waving a towel in front of what could only be described as a cake-shaped brick. He looked more offended than apologetic.“I followed the damn recipe!” he howled, face buried in his hands. "Why

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