LOGINShare
XXX
Last Updated:
2025-01-15 17:49:18
Related chapters
His Son, Her Secret XXXI
The night sky is dark as I park my car in front of Clara parent’s house, which has a large yard filled with ornamental plants. The light from the house's windows illuminates the night with a warmth that beckons anyone to enter. The house has a classic atmosphere, with wooden walls that give it a nostalgic touch.I got out of the car and walked towards the front door, only to see Max running out enthusiastically, wearing his little blue sweater that was too cute to ignore."Mommy!" he exclaims, his face shining as bright as the moon tonight. He jumped towards me, his hand grabbing mine tightly. "Come on in quickly! Cece said dinner's ready, and it has my favorite food!"I chuckled, letting Max pull me into the house. As the door opened, the warm aroma of spices immediately greeted me, mixing with the sounds of chatter and laughter from the dining room."Belva! You're here!" Ciara, or Grandma Ciara, as Max calls her, stood up from her chair with a big smile. The old woman with her silver
Last Updated : 2025-01-17His Son, Her Secret XXXII
The coconut stand looks exactly like it did the last time we came. It is a small place by the beach with dimly lit chandeliers, and the scent of the sea mixes with the cool night air. A few wooden tables are scattered around the area, and only a handful of customers are enjoying their drinks.Julian was already sitting at one of the tables, wearing a simple black T-shirt that made him look more chill than usual.He raised his hand when he saw me, his smile wide as always. "You came," he said cheerfully as I approached. "I was worried you'd think I was crazy for asking you out at night just for coconut water.""I guess I did think that," I answered, sitting opposite him.He chuckled, handing me a young coconut ready with a straw. "But you came anyway."I accepted the coconut without another word, taking a small sip of the water. It was fresh, sweet, and soothing. Perfect for the summer heat that doesn't even subside at night."I think you're obsessed with this place," I said, breaking t
Last Updated : 2025-01-18His Son, Her Secret XXXIII
It's getting late, and the coastal breeze feels cooler as Julian and I leave the shop. My house isn't far from here, just a few minutes' walk, so I decided to walk instead."I can handle walking, you know," I shoot him a quick look.He shoved his hands into his pockets, a sly grin tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Guess that makes me your chaperone tonight. Gotta keep the tradition alive, right?"I snorted softly, stepping down the sandy path that led to the beach. The sound of the waves was a constant backdrop, completing the cozy silence between us."You don't have to do this," I said again, though inwardly, I didn't mind his presence."I know," he replied casually. "But I want it."We walked in silence for a while, our steps matching the sound of the occasionally louder waves as the water reached the shore. The moonlight reflected off the surface of the water, giving it an almost magical atmosphere."I think you misunderstood me."I turned to him, slightly surprised by his serio
Last Updated : 2025-01-20His Son, Her Secret XXXIV
No alarm was going off, and I was not complaining about Max having to get up early for school. Instead, Max laughing and playing in the living room signifies that summer vacation has officially begun.I’m in the kitchen, rocking a work cardigan and high-waisted, wide-leg pants, casually spreading butter on toast. The smell of freshly brewed coffee filled the room, mingling with the sound of Clara humming softly while washing dishes in the sink. Everything seemed peaceful. "Mommy! Look at this!" Max's loud voice broke the silence.At least for a few seconds...I turned to him, seeing him sitting on the floor with his black Porsche electric mini car—an expensive gift from Clara’s uncle, Ricky—parked next to him. Max was excitedly holding the remote control while twirling the car's wheels."Max, you haven't had breakfast yet," I reminded him, placing a plate of toast on the table. "Please go to the dining table now."Max just mumbled, his gaze not moving from his car. "I'm not hungry, Mo
Last Updated : 2025-01-21His Son, Her Secret XXXV
"I can't believe it," I muttered, more to myself than anyone else in the room."Neither do I," Pascha replied, his slight smile growing more disturbing. "The world is smaller than I thought."I forced myself to take a deep breath, trying to get a grip on myself. But, my mind was in turmoil.He is here.Not just at work, not just in the Lantum Mining project that was already torturing me enough, but now also next door to my house. A place that should be a safe space for me—for Max.Max.My mind immediately jumped to the boy. I bite my lip, trying to hold back the worry that suddenly hits me like a big wave.What if Pascha see him? What if he knew? "Mr. Romanov, we've come to discuss about your complaint," Jonathan cleared his throat.Pascha turned to him, but his eyes only stayed on Jonathan briefly before locking back on me. "Sure," he said casually. "But it looks like the neighbor of mine doesn't realize the commotion she’s causing."I opened my mouth to reply, but no words came out.
Last Updated : 2025-01-21His Son, Her Secret XXXVI
The office that morning was bustling with activity. Computer screens on every desk displayed graphs, satellite maps, and data analysis that were at the core of the Lantum Mining project. I sat at the main desk, checking the latest report on data integration from HymnosTech."Ryan," I called, glancing over at him. "What's the status of the satellite data analysis? Is it synchronized with the main server?"Ryan nodded quickly, his eyes fixed on the screen. "Almost complete, boss. There was a slight glitch this morning, but I've fixed it. Now we need confirmation from HymnosTech for full synchronization.""Good," I replied as I jotted something in my notebook. "Make sure we get the final report before the end of the week. We must start creating a scheme for distributing heavy equipment to the mine site.""I've finalized the interface design for the field operational application. But, there is some feedback from the technical team at Lantum. They want offline access for some features." Sit
Last Updated : 2025-01-21His Son, Her Secret XXXVII
I was silent for a moment, his words hitting something fragile inside me. But I wouldn't give him the satisfaction of seeing me shaken. "In fact, your Mom is much more understanding than her son," I snorted.He chuckled lowly. "I wonder. Did you tell her all your reasons?""I did," I replied, shrugging.His phone rang as he tried to answer me.Pascha reached into his pocket casually and took out his ringing phone. His eyes remained locked on mine for a moment before finally answering the call."Да?" he said in a low voice. I didn't need to be a genius to know it meant "yes." The Russian I hadn't heard in a long time made my ears perk up, even though I didn't understand all of it."Нет, подождите. Я закончу здесь." No, wait. I'll finish it here. He spoke in a calm tone and occasionally glanced in my direction.I pretended not to care, busy taking a sip of coffee that now felt bland in my throat.When he finally ended the call, I heard a final murmur from him, barely audible but enough t
Last Updated : 2025-01-21His Son, Her Secret XXXVIII
"Mommy!" he exclaimed excitedly, waving his little arms from where he stood. Wet sand clung to his knees, and his face shone as brightly as the afternoon sun.I wanted to turn around and run away before everything unfolded, but it was already too late. Pascha turned his head slowly towards me, and the cold gaze he cast made my body stiff.He stood up, with his hands still clutching the small shovel. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Max running towards me, leaving a small trail in the sand. But I can only focus on Pascha—his sharp, dagger-like gaze, filled with something I can't quite decipher, maybe anger, maybe shock, or even both."Mommy, look, Daddy and I made a big sand castle!" Max said in a voice full of pride, his little hands pointing toward the big hole they had just dug.I was stunned.The world seemed to spin slowly. The word "Daddy" echoed in my head, destroying all the walls of defence I had painstakingly built over the past five years. Pascha must have noticed how much
Last Updated : 2025-01-21
Latest chapter
His Son, Her Secret XC : Bonfire
After running around for a while and frolicking in the water, Max and Clara finally agreed to return to the cabin. Max, who never seems to get tired, jumps up and down while holding Clara's hand, happy with his wet feet."Mommy! Daddy! Look, I can outrun you guys!" shouted Max, running ahead, with Clara chasing after him with joyful laughter.I just shook my head, smiling at their antics. I mean, how could a kid that little has so much energy? Sometimes, Max can run endlessly, as if his battery never runs out.Pascha walked beside me, silent, yet his presence felt so real with every step.We walked in Max and Clara's footsteps, but my pace slowed as I tried to restrain myself from feeling out of place. Something tickled in my stomach, a feeling I hadn't felt in a long time when I was close to him.Silently, Pascha stepped closer, his eyes occasionally glancing at me, but I tried to remain calm, staring ahead with focus. "Who called earlier?" his asked low yet precise enough in my ear
His Son, Her Secret LXXXIX : Feet Touch the Water
After a hearty lunch, Max couldn't keep still. He ran outside onto the wooden terrace that overlooked the vast and breathtaking view of the Alps."Daddy, look at that!" Max pointed to a small lake glistening in the afternoon sun. "Can we go down there? I want to touch the water!"Pascha, who stood beside him with his hands in his pants pockets, just smiled. "You know the water must be really cold, right?""But I can wear gloves!" Max insisted.I sat on a patio chair, enjoying the cool breeze that carried the scent of the pine forest. From here, the view was perfect. Mountains with snowy peaks looming in the distance, green valleys sprawling across the landscape, and small cabins scattered across the foothills. The clear blue sky was cloudless, making everything feel like a living painting.Max runs around the terrace, jumping between the wooden chairs and occasionally climbing onto the guardrail to peer further. Pascha stayed nearby, his eyes alert whenever Max got too excited.I let
His Son, Her Secret LXXXVIII : Road to the Alps
I was still in between consciousness and sleep when faint voices began to piercing my mind."Daddy, Daddy, look at Mommy. She's sleeping so peacefully," I heard Max whisper. "She's like a Sleeping Beauty."Pascha chuckled lowly. "That's true. But, you know what's more interesting?" he also whispered.Max was silent for a moment. "What?"I could feel them both looking at me."When she wakes up, she turns into a dragon."Max let out a small laugh. "You mean, Mommy's grumpy, daddy?""No," Pascha sighed dramatically, "it's worse. Mommy is a perfectionist. She can nag longer than you can talk about Transformers."Max snorted. "I never stop talking about Transformers.""Exactly."I wanted to glare and say that I could hear them, but my eyes felt too comfortable to open."Daddy, have you ever seen Mommy get really mad?""Hmm... a lot." He replied.Max chuckled, his voice getting farther away. "I think I know. Mommy will get mad if we don't wake her up.""Oh no, Maximus," Pascha whispered, hi
His Son, Her Secret LXXXVII : Spilled Milk, Bridges Burned
Max tiptoed on my lap when the car stopped before the hangar, almost making me lose my balance."Daddy, come on! I want to see the plane!" he exclaimed, his hands gripping my shoulders firmly. “UP!"Pascha turned off the car engine and turned to Max. "You can get off by yourself, right?"Max glared like Pascha had just said the most absurd thing in the world. "No! I want to be carried!"Before I could say anything, Pascha exited the car, walked to our side, and opened the passenger door. Max immediately raised both hands without hesitation towards his father, urging him like a spoiled child."Come on, carry me now!"Pascha easily lifted Max's tiny body into his arms. "All right, Little Master. What else do you want?"Max looked up at Pascha with sparkling eyes, resting his chin on his father's shoulder. "I want you to be my tour guide. I want a tour on your plane.""Max, that's not a tour plane." I said.Max ignored me, still staring enthusiastically at Pascha. "Come on, I want to see
His Son, Her Secret LXXXVI : Daddy, Buy Me an Airplane!
I sat on the sofa, staring at the suitcases that were already arranged near the door. I've finished packing all my things, Max's clothes, everything we need for this trip. But somehow, I still couldn't believe I had agreed to go.In front of me, Max was still in Pascha's arms, busy babbling endlessly about everything he wanted to do in the Alps. "I want to see cows with bells! And I want to ride the cable car! And then... and then I want to try the cheese with the holes! Daddy, did you know that cheese really has holes? I saw it in a cartoon, but I'm not sure it's real!"Pascha chuckled, stroking Max's hair. "It's real, Max. You can see and try it for yourself later."Max immediately gave a small cheer, his hands waving in excitement. "YES! I want to eat cheese on a mountain!"I sighed, leaning back against the sofa. I still felt weird about this decision. It was because this trip was never in my plans, and it was the fact that I would be spending time in the same place as Pascha for
His Son, Her Secret LXXXV : Switzerland or Surrender
Max was still busy playing with his expensive robots on the dining room. I started tidying up the dirty dishes.I tied my hair up carelessly, then picked up the empty glass in front of Pascha, who was still sitting on the dining table chair, busy with his phone."Mommy, I want to stay here again!" he said, like he’s afraid I would force him to go home."Oh? Not going home?"Max shook his head vigorously, holding up his Transformers robot excitedly. "I still want to play with my robots!"I narrowed my eyes. "And you don’t want playing with Mommy?"Max bit his lip, seeming to consider something, then finally said, "But you have to work. I want to play!""Okay, then." I snorted, crossing my arms over my chest. "But if you don't shower by afternoon, I'll drag you home, Maxime."He immediately wrinkled his nose. "Don't call me Maxime! You know I like Maximus better!"I chuckled, then ruffled his hair before turning to leave.My house was next door, so leaving him here all day was no big de
His Son, Her Secret LXXXIV : Secrets & Sandwiches.
The exhaustion struck so hard that I felt like my body no longer belonged to me. Every muscle in my body was so relaxed that every inch of my skin could still feel the residual warmth that had just filled the space between us.I drowned in the sensation, letting sleepiness pull me deeper and deeper into a formless world where the only thing that existed was the warmth surrounding me.There was a big, solid body behind me, his burly arms curled around my waist, locking me in an embrace that felt more secure than it should. His chest rose and fell in a deep rhythm, his breath warm against my nape.Pascha.I squirmed slightly, not to move away, but to better acclimatize myself to his body. Unconsciously, I leaned closer, letting my back rest tightly against his chest, letting his arms tighten their embrace around me.I don't know how long I slept so soundly. There was only warm darkness, and I could only realize that my body was drowning in contentment and exhaustion, letting time pass w
His Son, Her Secret LXXXIII : Between Ruin [21+]
His hands crept to my waist, and then, swiftly, he lifted me. My feet slipped off the floor, and I wrapped my arms around his neck.My breath catches, but he doesn't allow me to pull away. His kiss deepened, his tongue exploring my mouth. I can feel every muscle in his body tense, holding my weight easily as if I were nothing more than a feather. My dangling legs were now held by him, his large hands wrapped around my thighs, pulling me even closer. My body is pressed against his, and I can feel every curve, every heat radiating from him. I couldn't breathe, I couldn't think. There is only him. There is only this. My fingers slipping into his still slightly wet hair. The world around me seemed to disappear. The rain was still pouring outside, the cold night air, and even the sound of my little heart screaming to stop vanished. All that was left was him and the heat that continued to burn between us. I'm falling deeper into something I shouldn't feel, into someone I shouldn't touch.
His Son, Her Secret LXXXII : One Call Too Late
I stood by my bedroom window, arms crossed over my chest, staring out with furrowed brows. It was raining heavily outside.Pascha's house stood firmly next to mine, its bright lights indicating its owner were inside.But still...This feeling didn't go away.I bit my lip, looking at the phone screen for the umpteenth time. There was no reply. No incoming calls. I've sent more than one message all day.I waited, hoping he would answer one with a short sentence like 'Max is fine' or 'You worry too much'.But so far?Just silence.And I hated it.Clara appeared in the doorway, running a hand through her hair, which was still damp from her shower."Are you sure you won't just call him?" she said, leaning against the door frame.I grunted, tapped my fingertips against my phone, and finally pressed the call button reluctantly.The dial tone sounded.Once.Twice.Three times.I tapped my nails on the table, waiting for Pascha's distinctive voice to answer from the other side. But...There wa
