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Grace had no choice but to lock lips with him and glared at him with her eyes wide open. The man raised the corners of his mouth even higher as if he was happy with that.
"Mom, mom."
As she lay back down in bed, the child turned to her, his eyes sparkling.
"Tell me about the time I fed the horse?"
I've probably heard it more than ten times since the moment I got home from work until now when I lay down to go to sleep.
"I held the carrot in my hand like this and ate it. It was so delicious. Crispy like this."
The child rolled his feet on the bed and screamed.
"Oh my gosh, so cute!"
"Ellie is much cuter."
That was what Grace was about to say, but the man interrupted her.
"Did Dad buy you a horse?"
"That's right. I'll buy it for you when I get home."
At that moment, the smile disappeared from Grace's face. The man was steadily working on his plan to drag her and the child to Winsford.
"Can I take you to daycare?"
"Our princess doesn't have to go to places like daycare anymore."
"Why?"
Grace intervened and changed the subject when the man started rambling again.
"Ellie, what did you have for lunch today?"
"word!"
"...word?"
"They served horse-shaped chocolates as dessert at the club."
"ah."
There must have been more to the table than that, but the child was so absorbed in the words that the only thing on his mind was the chocolate bar.
"Dad, Mom, buy a horse too."
"Mom, you don't have to say anything."
The moment Grace declined, the man stood up. As a large hand wrapped around her back, she flinched involuntarily. He lowered his head to her and whispered in her ear.
"Mom, you can just ride Dad."
Grace's face was distorted.
"You didn't forget the promise we made this morning, did you?"
A promise? Grace didn't remember making such a thing.
The man reminded her of what he had said about meeting her at night. Yesterday, when Ellie said she was going to bed, he had seemed regretful, but today, he seemed suspiciously enthusiastic about putting Ellie to bed.
She turned her head to face the man, who tried to kiss her again shamelessly. Grace grabbed his ear.
Leon, who had given her his ear, thinking she was going to whisper, burst into laughter the moment she bit his earlobe.
"Foreplay in front of the child. Let's be noble parents at least in front of the child."
"What, what. Why are you all so quiet except for Ellie?"
The man moved his lips from Grace's ear to the child's forehead, then pulled up the blanket and comforted her.
"Ellie, you should go to bed. We're going to go horseback riding again tomorrow morning."
"Maja."
The child closed his eyes with a smile on his face.
"Mom, who has to go to work, won't be able to see our Ellie riding a horse. She's a natural at horseback riding. Her posture is already different from others."
The man began to gently entice Grace to go with him. It was a smart choice to choose Ellie as bait.
"Ellie, Mom, I'm not going to work tomorrow."
"Oh my god, really?"
The child's eyes opened wide.
"It's Christmas break."
Of course, it was a lie that could have been discovered by that man with just one phone call. I quit my job today. The boss readily accepted my resignation and even gave me a big bonus. Telling an obvious lie was a message that I wouldn't be dragged away by you.
Grace hugged Eli, also giving him the message that she wouldn't be dragged into his bed tonight.
"I need to take a Muffin bath."
Grace pressed her nose against the doll and muttered, causing Ellie to hug Muffin tighter.
"No. My baby doesn't need that."
"It smells?"
"It smells really good."
Grace frowned as the child sniffed the doll's furry chest. Leon watched silently as the woman argued with her daughter, who said that Muffin would cry if she took a bath, and reached out his hand.
It still feels like a dream.
He reached his first love, who held the child who resembled him in her arms as if it were his own.
It's not a dream.
I reached my two-year-old self, smiling as if I owned the world even though I was holding an old doll.
It's still not a dream.
The child opened his eyes, which had been closed. At that moment, two pairs of identical eyes looked at him with the same strange light. It was still hard to believe that the most dreamlike moment in his life was not a dream.
Eventually, Grace fell asleep first, and the child who had been quietly playing with her and whispering fell asleep soon after. As the silence deepened, Leon's face, who had been staring blankly at the sleeping mother and daughter, gradually darkened.
"I mean, I always have conflicting feelings for you and our daughter."
Leon looked at the sleeping Grace and muttered quietly, even below his breath.
I'm happy and sad. This sight feels warm and cold at the same time. This empty bed feels lonely.
He loves them both so much, but they don't love him. That's why the two women were the most frightening to Leon.
"Have sweet dreams."
Leon kissed the sleeping mother and daughter on the foreheads as lightly as a feather and left the bedroom.
It was when he had been unable to sleep for a long time and was about to fall into a light sleep. Leon opened his eyes with a start. The smell of the woman's perfume, as thick as the darkness, had awakened his keen sense of smell.
Click, the door quietly closed, followed by the sound of approaching footsteps.
His heart raced when the footsteps behind him stopped.
"babe."
The moment the woman called him with a title that was bound to be affectionate, his racing heart stopped. But soon it started beating again as if nothing had happened. Grace couldn't possibly be affectionate when she called him.
It only contains ridicule.
Leon turned his head away, pushing away the foolish and vain hope. The moment he turned on the light on the side table, a woman wearing a nightgown appeared in the place where there had been only a black silhouette.
Just looking at his expression, he looked like someone who was struggling to make up his mind to kill him. Leon reached out to Grace and smiled his most Leon Winston-like smile. So that his god would not know his fear.
"Why, honey? Can't you sleep because you want to?"
"... ... ."
Did the woman hesitate so much before calling him? She acted like a rookie assassin standing in front of her first assassination target, and finally she pretended to be relaxed and asked.
"Are you still doing well?"
"curious?"
He also asked with his lips twisted in a relaxed manner.
"There is only one way to find out."
Leon held out his hand again as if asking her to dance. Grace glared at his hand, seemed conflicted, and then suddenly clenched her teeth. Her expectation that she would turn around and leave was wrong. Leon watched in silence as she climbed onto the bed without taking his hand and even took off her gown.
The woman put her hand inside the slip that came down to mid-thigh. She was trying to take off her bloomers, no, just her bloomers.
You're acting like you need to go to the bathroom urgently.
Leon grabbed Grace by the slender waist and pulled her into his arms. As their bodies overlapped, he overlapped their lips and began a devouring kiss. He intended to drive her until she completely lost her senses.
Just like this morning, the kiss gradually reduced the lust and left only affection. As we kissed slowly and gently like a normal lover, I felt the body in my arms tremble.
The hand that was trembling while holding his pajama shirt suddenly pushed hard against his chest. I thought she was rejecting the kiss, but it wasn't. Leon's brow furrowed as the woman laid him down and tried to climb on top of him.
"omg!"
The moment she let her guard down, everything turned upside down. When Grace looked up with surprised eyes, the man immediately fixed his unpleasant expression and smiled slyly. All of the underwear she was wearing were taken off by the man in an instant and thrown under the bed. Without giving her a chance to get up again, he trapped her under his body and devoted himself to caressing her.
The man pushed his body against her as before, trying to break her reason. But the way he did it was completely different.
The smooth silk rustled across Grace's naked body as their lips licked softly. The delicate kiss finally stopped when sweat seeped into the man's pajamas and they clung to her body.
His lips, swollen from prolonged friction, gently pressed against her skin as they moved downward. Every time his hot breath poured out, Grace clutched the man's pajama shirt as if it were her own reason.
"ha...."
"Ugh... ."
The touch was as hot as the breath. The moment the palm gathered and wrapped the flesh that had been gently spread out, Grace twisted her body without realizing it. The man who was about to bite the tip of her chest stopped and asked with his eyes wide open.
"it hurts?"
"... ... ."
"I touched it gently. Maybe it's because it's been a while."
A man who knew her body better than anyone else would already know the answer. Grace turned her head without answering. The lips that had been used to sucking her breasts began to suck on her exposed nape, and the tip of her thumb stroked only the area around her nipple, making circles.
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