Part 111

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"Not that."

"Then what?"

"If, hypothetically, I were to become pregnant with Bryan's child. If the child were born, would I be separated from my child, Nik? Even if it's not Bryan, as long as I'm pregnant. Whether it's with a man I'm paid to be with, would I lose my child? Would I be kicked out of here? I know I've been given a chance to regain my home and land, but what about my child?"

"Al..."

"Would I be kept away from my child, Nik? Answer me!"

"I won't let that happen if it leads to your marriage with Bryan." Nicholas wiped away the tears streaming down Alesya's cheeks. "I will protect you."

"Is it true?"

Nicholas nodded. "If I may ask, what's the reason you're willing to help me? What makes you ready to sacrifice so much when we've only just met?"

Nicholas's shoulders lifted. "I don't understand it myself. The first time we met, I found you in tears, broken and desperate. All because of my father and my brother. Maybe that's what makes me want to protect you, Al. As I've said before, I don't want my father to go further down this path because of your marriage to Bryan. 

Imagine, two weeks before you got married, Bryan and Shabila asked me to be the witness at their wedding."

Alesya widened her eyes. Although she already knew that Bryan had a wife, she was still surprised to learn that Nicholas had been the witness at their wedding.

At first, I refused. But Shabila said she would leave Bryan if I didn't agree to help them. I knew how much Bryan loved Shabila, but he hadn't received approval yet. Instead of ending their relationship and breaking Bryan's heart, I decided to agree.

However, a week later, I received news that Bryan's wedding party was almost ready. I was initially happy because I thought they had finally received approval." Bryan snorted. "Turns out they hadn't. Bryan was going to marry another woman, and that woman was you."

"It's quite strange, isn't it? Knowing that Bryan has a girlfriend, but choosing him to be paired with me. Don't you exist? You're still single, and I think it would be very easy to start a relationship if we were both single." Alesya protested.

"For me, it made more sense for it to be Bryan."

"Why? Is it because you're not normal?"

"No."

"Then what?"

"By marrying you to Bryan, he can no longer have a relationship with Shabila. This way, my parents won't have to bother separating them."

"Is that so?" Alesya sighed. While the answer made sense, she still didn't want a marriage between her and Bryan.

"Um, but why didn't both of your parents give their approval? Isn't Shabila beautiful and from a respectable family?"

"She is, but my parents don't like Shabila's personality. She always shows that Bryan loves her very much and is willing to do anything to make her happy. And as you saw, Shabila has no shame. She always dresses provocatively, both in public and in private settings. You saw it yourself earlier, right? Bryan and Shabila were still intimate even though they knew there were house staff here, including me and you."

"That's an unreasonable reason, Nik."

"Why is that?"

"A person's character and personality can be changed if guided towards the right path." Alesya forced a smile. "Other than that, if Shabila's dressing style is the issue, why did your father make me look like Shabila?"

Nicholas's eyebrows furrowed. He nodded faintly, agreeing with Alesya's words. It was highly unlikely that Shabila's clothing was the main reason preventing their parents from giving their blessing.

"Maybe you are right. And I will find out what really happened. You just pay attention and follow what I say.”

“Because you are the only one I have in this world, I will follow everything. I'm sure you know what's best for you, I also want you to really do it with me, Nik. I want to get pregnant and don't want it from someone else... Especially from someone in the middle of nowhere."

"I do not know how to do it. I'm also not sure I can do it because I don't like women."

“But, Nik…”

"Or just like this... I will help you until Bryan wants to, if pregnancy is the only way."

Alesya shook her head. “No, I'm afraid that when my child is born he will take it from me. Likewise with Bryan's hired man. He is still free to take and make me separate from my own child. But with you, I'm sure you won't let anyone else hurt our child."

"We?" Nicholas looked at Alesya deeply. The word 'we' that Alesya said felt very different if it were said by someone else. Whether consciously or not, that word was stuck just near the name Nicholas. Meanwhile, for others, there is only 'I' as a marker.

"Yes, we are, if you really want to help me."

"It's not that I don't want to help, Al," sighed Nicholas. "I can not. I don't know how, I don't like women either."

“But you have that, right?” Alesya stared between Nicholas' thighs.

“Eh?” Nicholas reflexively closed with both hands. "Y-yes there is... I don't like it, that doesn't mean I'm throwing it away, Al!"

“That means you can. Come on, Nik. Your father can finish all this again!"

“You know? Isn't it that Dad won't know if you've done it or not?"

Alesya rubbed her face. "It's true that your father doesn't know. But I'm sure a doctor knows that I've never done it with any man. I'm afraid my parents' last assets will be taken over. I can't do it."

Alesya started to tear up. Begged Nicholas to do it. As for the method... maybe just plug it in, right? he thought.

"Are you sure, Al?"

Nicholas surrendered now. His plan to play pretend looks like tonight will become a real game. Ready? I don't know, Nicholas doesn't understand.

It wasn't a 'yes' or 'no' answer that Nicholas got. But a warm touch on his lips.

Feeling this is a new beginning for him, Nicholas dissolves himself. Surrender and just follow Alesya's wishes. How it ends, Nicholas will just surrender. Even if this relationship turns into a serious relationship, there's no harm in it, right?

“Eh?” Nicholas blinked. Doesn't understand his own way of thinking. How could he think that far, as far as Alesya who had finished wearing her long-sleeved shirt. Removing the obstacle for Nicholas to see how dense and round Alesya was. The pink tip rises slightly, begging to be touched.

"This is pretend, Nik!" Nicholas firmly said to himself. His hands were in front of Alesya. Just touch and squeeze. I see, right?

However, Nicholas still had doubts. Alesya is still afraid that she will regret it later because of the actions of those who didn't think twice before doing it.

“Jeez…” Nicholas gulped. His heart almost stopped working. When Alesya approached, the distance between them was erased. The solid sphere fit perfectly in his hand. Stay …

"My moci isn't big, is it?"

“M-moci?”

Alesya nodded. "You shut up. Shouldn't it be squeezed?”

"I-I don't know, Al."

“That's what this book says.” Alesya innocently showed the book she had just finished reading.

Nicholas took over the book that was in Alesya's hands. Without realizing it, her hand which was still cupping Alesya's moci was still there. Not letting go, not squeezing.

“Where did you get this book?”

Nicholas insisted. Her face turned red when she saw the contents and title of the book. “Tips to satisfy your partner in bed.” So many pictures, complete with first night tutorial.

“On your bookshelf. The highest. The cover was pink, with a picture of a bride and groom on the front. At first I thought it was a variety of wedding dress designs, so I took it. I read it and... started to know a little about how. He said, you squeeze and suck my moci and stab me in the bottom. Finished!"

Nicholas stuttered. Unable to speak, he just stared like an advertisement for lack of water.

“Make it easy, Nik? Just stab it, that's it."

“P-stab?”

“Yeah, in… um… in what, huh? This is a moci, this is a lemper, right?”

“Le-lemper?”

“Yes… God, what's in that book? Who put it there?" Nicholas groaned in frustration. But his voice only echoed in my heart. Not being able to make a sound even if it's only the sound of a squished rat.

"Yes, stab the lemper, squeeze the moci!" Alesya is enthusiastic. His eyes sparkled, sure this was all easy and would be over soon.

Nicholas grimaced. He wanted to drown himself in the bowels of the earth. Hiding his flushed face, he didn't know how long he had been trying to be a sane man.

If it's like this, how do you avoid Alesya? It's useless to say it's not normal, because the sausage is already active, perfect, hard, bent in the cotton shorts he's wearing.

“I-I…”

Nicholas held his breath. "Especially this," he groaned inwardly. When Alesya sipped both lips. It was stiff, but Alesya continued to sip without knowing how to do it properly. How Nicholas' head hurt up and down because of his behavior.