Lahat ng Kabanata ng Rejected and Banished; The kids are his.: Kabanata 151 - Kabanata 160

Eva's POV.I balanced the tray of hot, well-packaged food in my hands while two maids followed behind, each carrying their share of trays. Nicklaus had been training seriously with the new warrior recruits for the past three days, and I’d taken it upon myself to ensure he and the others had proper meals. He’d never asked, but I knew how he got when he was focused, he’d forget to eat, rest, or even breathe if someone didn’t remind him.We were almost at the training hall when a soft sniffle made me stop. It came again... a child’s cry, soft and shaky, like someone trying not to be heard but too overwhelmed to manage it. I turned slightly and looked to the corner of the path where the sound was coming from, and that’s when I saw her.A little girl, probably no more than six or seven, was crouched beside the hedge, her arms wrapped tightly around her knees. Her dusty brown dress was wrinkled, and her cheeks were stained with dried tears. She was trying to wipe her face with the edge of

Eva's POV. By the time I got to the training hall, the warriors had just finished eating. Most were scattered on the floor, resting under the cold tiled floor, chatting quietly or cleaning their weapons. It was a rare moment of calm for them.And there he was. My husband, Nicklaus.He was seated in a slightly shaded corner near the sparring dummies, his dark hair clinging to his forehead with sweat as he focused on repairing a sword. His shirt clung to his skin, dirt and sweat smudging across his arms and chest, yet somehow, he still looked like a king sculpted from desire itself. My king.He didn’t even need to look up to know I was there.The moment our eyes met, his entire face lit up. That smile… the one that could unravel every wall I’d ever built in my life.“Eva,” he murmured, setting the sword aside, then stood, towering and broad and utterly mine. “Come here.”Without a second thought, I walked straight into his open arms, sighing softly the moment he wrapped them around me

Eva's POV.The second Nicklaus struck the man, the sound echoed like a thunderclap across the brothel’s hall. Gasps erupted from every corner. Some women screamed. A few scampered away, dragging their loosely worn dresses behind them like discarded shame, and the naked ones ran as fast as their legs could carry too.Others just watched with wide eyes, their faces painted with curiosity and fear.I stood frozen at first, stunned by the suddenness and sheer ferocity of his hit. The man who looked like he hadn’t missed a single meal in years, crumpled sideways, wine spilling from his goblet, staining his bare chest and the thigh of the woman clinging beside him.Nicklaus didn’t pause.He grabbed the man by the neck and punched him again, this time on the jaw, and the women around him scrambled off the couch in terror.“Nicklaus... Nicklaus stop!” I cried, finally finding my voice as I rushed over.He wasn’t listening.He was too far gone, I could tell the anger of seeing him here, happy

Eva's POV.I sat before the mirror, staring at my reflection as I slowly twisted my hair up into a messy bun. Loose strands deliberately framed my face, softening my features the way I knew Nicklaus loved. My fingers lingered at the nape of my neck for a moment before I released a slow breath, tilting my head to study the overall picture.The nightwear I had chosen for tonight was one of my most daring pieces, a silky, body-hugging slip that left my shoulders bare and ended scandalously high on my thighs. The deep neckline plunged low enough to reveal a generous portion of cleavage. I smoothed my hands over the cool fabric, feeling the nervous flutter in my stomach ease just a little. This wasn’t just about looking seductive; it was about surprising my husband, easing the stress I’d seen weighing on him for weeks.Nicklaus had been pushing himself relentlessly, training his new warrior intakes from dawn until nightfall. His entire life seemed consumed by responsibilities, training, al

Eva's POV."hold your boobs out for me, Love." He suddenly blurted and casted him a quick glance. What is he up to now? My face burnt with shame as I shuffled forward between his spread legs, bringing my chest up to his groin level. His cock stood tall and menacing, slick with my saliva, twitching with each heartbeat. I hesitated, unsure how to proceed."Like this," he blurted, grabbing my wrists and placing my hands on either side of my boobs. "Squish them together around that cock, sweetheart."I sunk my fingers into the soft flesh of my tits, feeling them yield under the pressure as I press them together to create a deep, pale cleavage. Nicklaus grabbed his cock and guided it into the channel I've created, the hot, pulsing shaft nestling between my breasts like a snake burrowing into warm earth."Fuuuuck," he groaned as his cockhead emerges from the top of my cleavage, leaking a fresh bead of precum. "Now move them up and down, Love." Nicklaus is really out to introduce me to ev