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(Red’s POV)Before having Aya in our lives, the kitchen was never our favorite part of the house. For my kids and me, it was a place where the household cooks and prepares the food, nothing else, but as soon as I arrived in The Sophia House, it was the first room I went to when I could not find her in the common room which included a shared kitchen for the guests and the living room. It was an additional part of the lodge when they renovated the place, and the old kitchen of The Sophia House stayed where it was but became Aya’s sanctuary. When I reached the kitchen, my goddess pastry chef was probably giving Violet some points on where to put the topper, pointing her index finger at the ballerina fondant cake our eldest daughter was designing. At home, my daughter was banned from coming to the kitchen and learning from Fabian, but here, she freely learned everything she could from her. In our video call, Aya said she could only teach her baking but could not help admiring our daughte
(Red’s POV)Violet left the cake she was decorating and took the piping bag to continue designing the cookies. Aya held my hand, intertwining our fingers as we left the kitchen and headed to the hallway. The main bedroom where Aya stayed was at the end of the hallway.“How’s the business?” I asked, glancing at the busy common room.Some guests were chatting on the couch while others just enjoyed their cups of coffee on the kitchen island.“Always fully booked,” she grinned, anchoring her arm on mine when female guests looked at us.“They must have thought why on earth I peed on my pants,” I joked.She chuckled. “Nope,” she answered, opening the door. “They’re probably thinking, who’s the gorgeous man I’m with. How’s Scarlett?”“Still Scarlett,” I chuckled.“You make it sound like she’s about to have wings, Red,” Aya rolled her eyes, stopping in the reception area and taking something from Ana.Aya was a hoarder of the household employees Scarlett replaced in the villa. She asked Mike
(Red’s POV)“What’s the problem then?” she asked worriedly.I was unsure what the worry was about, but she looked at my face, then glanced at my shaft.“My manhood must have trust issues entering territories?” I joked, thinking I might be right.Aya chuckled, then pressed her lips, lowering her head. When she raised her head, she stepped closer. I could feel her big belly between us.“This is what I fear,” she murmured, confusing me. She began to pull off her shirt and unhook her bra, freeing her mounds.“What are you doing?” I swallowed hard. I could not remove my eyes from her breasts, which had become more prominent because of her pregnancy.My heartbeat accelerated as my eyes pinned on the woman who had made me nuts since meeting her. I swallowed again, thinking my heart had gone nuts. She took my hand, pressing my palm on the slope of her breast. I gasped, feeling her skin, and was tempted to raise my other hand to knead them.“They said when pregnant, the heart rate increases,”
(Aya’s POV)“Are you okay?” Red sat on the edge of the bed; his face of extreme happiness was replaced with worry when he saw me winced.“I’m good, Red,” I chuckled and breathed slowly. “Our baby got overexcited hearing our voices.” He moved maybe a few times before Red and I reached our seventh heaven. I lifted my hand, caressing his face. “Guess what? You’re not broken.” She chuckled.“If I’m not broken, what do you think is the problem?” I asked her, taking her shirt and giving it to her.“Help me with my bra, please,” she said, handing me her brassiere. “Your problem?” She went quiet for a while, thinking while I hooked her bra and sat before her when I was done. “Same as Scarlett’s advice. Go and see a doctor,” she grinned as she wore her shirt.“Seriously?” My mouth downturned as I cocked my head, looking at her.“If you’re some flour, I’d probably say it’s a piece of cake, but I have no idea, Red. If I’m not pregnant, I would say I want more, and this...” she gently wrapped her
(Aya’s POV)It was almost dinner time when five cars stopped near The Sophia House. Addie groaned and already thought of how to refuse the guests politely. Red looked quickly from the window at the cars she mentioned and assured us that one of the guests had no intention of staying. He was right because his sister was the first one who gets off the car. Only two or three from their company were not familiar with me.“That’s Miles,” Red said in a hushed tone when he saw me narrow my eyes.“Oh!” I exclaimed in a low voice and looked at the busy common room.Unlike the villa in Rose Hills, Red had an office where they could talk privately. Here, the only place I considered my office was the original kitchen of The Sophia House. Red pulled me closer to him and kissed my temple.“We can talk in the kitchen,” he said as if he had read my mind.I nodded, opening the main door and welcoming the guest, who took the guests’ attention for a while, but then they returned to whatever they were doi
(Aya’s POV)“What happened to Red?” Leslie asked, glancing at him as he stopped in the shared kitchen and poured coffee into a cup.Red closed his eyes, wincing and hissing as he reached for his back.“Well, as far as I remembered, we were alone in bed, and when we woke up, five cute children were crowding the bed. Only Violet slept in the pull-out bed,” I explained and chuckled when I recalled him trying to protect me from our ninja kids. “Where’s Addie?”“Helping Nessa and Ana prepare the kids. Violet and Katie are in the swing,” she said, glancing at the time on the wall clock. I have an hour to prepare.” She finished drinking her coffee. “I’ll use the shared bathroom upstairs.”I nodded, and when she left, I walked toward Red. “Feeling okay?”“What’s the use of having ten bedrooms when they will only sleep in our bed, Aya,” Red’s mouth was downturned as he grabbed my hand and pulled me closer to him.I curved my lips into a smile, raising my hands and letting my index finger turn
(Red’s POV)I hardly went home with the kids on a Sunday. I didn’t know how Dante survived the noise because my kids talked nonstop about their stay in The Sophia House and their camping experience last night, but as soon as they got out of the SUV, it was like someone put tape on their mouths. Even Onyx and Blue were quiet and quickly read Violet’s gaze. They followed their eldest sister like ducklings.“What just happened?” I asked as I got out of the car.Dante chuckled as he closed the other doors. “Scarlett doesn’t like the noise. She said it’s giving her a headache.”“Ah, I see,” I knitted my eyebrows, quickly analyzing if it was mentally healthy for the kids to change their behavior just because Scarlett didn’t like it.I entered the villa, finding myself a stranger in my own home. I found the kids still standing in the living room.“What are you still doing here?” I asked curiously.“Mom doesn’t like us to go straight to our bedrooms. She wants to see us first,” Violet said, n
(Red’s POV)“Red.” Scarlett grabbed my arm, stopping me after we exited the elevator.Violet halted walking and studied her mother’s face. I recalled my eldest daughter smiling joyously the day she found Aya was pregnant, and the idea of having another sister excited her, but when Dr. Fiel told us that Scarlett was expecting, she must have sensed something was wrong. She became quiet and pretended to be absorbed in chatting with her friends.I lowered my eyes and glared at the hand on my arm. If our daughter were not there, I would love to brush off her hand and glower at Scarlett. My heart was overflowing with anger at the thought that my wife had cheated on me. For four years of thinking she was dead, my heart had always been hers, and even on the day I married again, there was still a big part of her in my life, which Aya had always understood.“Red, let me explain, please.” She sniffled, glancing at Violet. “Sweetheart, why don’t you wait in the car?”Instead of following her moth
(Aya’s POV) Three months later... I raised my hand, my fingers trailing my little one’s soft skin as she had her milk from my breast. I smiled when she stopped, a habit she seemed to have whenever she heard something familiar. “You heard daddy’s voice, Athena?” I asked lovingly. When I raised my head, my lips curved into a sweet smile seeing Red stopping and leaning on the doorframe. He kept his cell phone inside his pocket and gazed at us. “Cora left already?” I asked as I fixed my nursing bra and thought to pump milk later. I could not believe I was blessed with lots of milk. He shook his head. “She’s hiking with Ariana tomorrow. Can you believe it?” He chuckled. “Or should I call a rescuer in advance?” I chuckled, shaking my head. “Don’t say that in front of your sister. She might think of something else, like camping there for the night. So, please...” As Roman promised, his two children, Ariana and Red, stayed until I gave birth, and they seemed to have changed their mind
(Red’s POV)“Are you sure?” Mike asked me as Emmet and Scarlett went to the playroom to talk to Rosie.“You said it yourself, Mike, that even if I don’t press charges, she will still go to jail,” I muttered, sighing as I eyed Aya sitting in the living room, murmuring words to our little one as she caressed her belly.I hoped it was still because of her pregnancy that she was soft-hearted, sobbing over the story she heard from Scarlett. She lived poorly with Emmet, who worked as a security guard in a warehouse in the province he mentioned, but she never looked sad, not even regretting marrying him. If asked, she said she wanted to stay dead in her family’s eyes rather than go back, but Sherrilyn found her again, threatening her of hurting Emmet and Rosie if she didn’t help her with money. Sherrilyn must have forgotten that even her daughter signed a prenuptial agreement before our marriage, and the few gifts I gave her as a gift would take time to repossess because of her death. “But
(Aya’s POV)Almost eight months ago, when I first came here to the Carlington Residence, I believed I was born a selfless person with no ‘me’ time in my system. I had never expected to be part of this family when all I wanted at that time was to get a job and replace the parure Ryan gave me. I was not qualified for the job, but I had to lie to Red. The pieces of jewelry, the need for money, and the hope of finishing my studies and getting a good job for my father and Katie were the forces that pushed me to pretend to be someone else. Who knew I would meet Red, the man who had told me many times I was not qualified, had given me a chance because of his love for his children? It was not even a year, but a lot of things had happened in my life. I turned my head and gazed lovingly at my husband. He didn’t have to say it, but I knew deep inside he was hurting. I might not have witnessed their long years of marriage before the plane crash, but I saw how he tried to cope, live for his chil
(Aya’s POV)“Think, Sherrilyn,” I chuckled nervously. “The restroom is small for me to trip. And wait! Are you threatening me?”I thought of different ways to run toward the door, but Sherrilyn’s plan of possibly pushing me would be more realistic than the one in the restroom. I took a deep breath to calm myself and hoped Red would come on time. If I weren’t pregnant, I would care less about what she planned to do, but my sole concern now is my child.“Mom, will you please stop!” Scarlett grabbed her mother’s arm, stopping her.“Stop?” Sherrilyn hissed at her daughter. “As long as she’s here, she’s going to be the end of you.”“What do you plan to do with her, huh?” She asked annoyingly. “We’ll only make Red furious. Mom, all my life, I did what you wanted. Will you listen to me once? Let Aya go.”“What’s happening with you?” Sherrilyn brushed off her hand and gave her daughter a dagger look. “Have you gone mad?”“No!” Scarlett stood before her, blocking Sherrilyn from coming to me. “
(Aya’s POV)“Did you bring everything you needed?” Addie chuckled, asking me jokingly the same question she had the first time I got here in the villa in Rose Hills.I laughed as I get off the car, hating that I had to feel like my bladder was about to explode if I didn’t find a toilet right this minute. I had no intention of getting inside the villa, but Dante stopped the car in the driveway. I already had the chills, my tiny hair standing up, and my baby seemed to feel my need as it moved and kicked. I almost rolled my hair, seeing Scarlett standing in the doorway, waiting for her family.“I’m not sure I need them now, Addie,” I growled on the phone, thinking quickly about where the nearest restroom would be. “What I want now is to pee, and if I don’t, I’ll leak in Gino’s car… or worse, here in the porch!”“Then leak there first. I’m sure Scarlett won’t mind,” she advised. “Got to go, cous. We have a guest. Take care, okay?” she said, ending the call.“Why don’t you use the one nea
(Aya’s POV)“Will I get a discount if I give referrals?” Miles smiled as he picked up his cup of coffee. His eyes wandered around the common room.“Even if you don’t give referrals, Miles. I’ll still give you a discount... or maybe have your accommodation for free,” I promised him.Miles chuckled. “I’ll call you when I have the time to hike,” he sipped his coffee and then put his cup back on the center table. “But before my hiking plans, I should close this case first.”He must be working overtime; his wide-set eyes looked tired but still focused on our discussion. I wondered if he had ever slept or had time to eat. When Red called Mike and asked them to come, they arrived in less than three hours at the lodge.It was almost midnight.“You should go home, Red,” Miles said, surprising us with his advice. “Bring the kids back to the villa and pretend for a while, at least for the kids, that everything’s normal between you and Scarlett.”“I think it’s too late for that,” I cut in and smi
(Red’s POV)“Did we do something wrong?” Blue blinked his adorable eyes at me. “I’m okay having a baby sister, I swear!” He said, raising his right hand. “It’s okay we lost the bet.”We were in the main bedroom, looking like having a story-telling class, when I asked them to sit on the bed while Aya and I sat, almost leaning on the bed’s headboard, facing the children.“No,” Violet answered without breaking her gaze at me. “Mom and Dad are going to talk to us about Emmet and Rosie... and mom... the Scarlett mom,” she muttered, emphasizing her mother’s name.Katie pursed her lips as she played with her slime toy. “Why is your mom also Rosie’s mom?” she asked, leaning forward to look at Violet and her round eyes blinking curiously at her sister.She leaned back when my eldest daughter pursed her lips. Katie’s eyebrows knitted as she thought, then she shrugged her shoulders and continued playing with her toy.Violet sighed. “I hope I know the answer to that question, Katie,” she muttered
(Red’s POV)“You... know that I am Scarlett’s...” I gritted my teeth, clenching my fists but trying to control myself from hitting Emmet’s face.Emmet met my eyes and slowly shook his head. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply. When he opened his eyes, he looked at his sister.“Emily, why don’t you take Rosie home?” He begged and smiled sadly at his daughter.“I don’t want to go home yet,” Rosie pouted her lips, her eyes pleading with him to let her stay.“You should listen to your daddy. Go home, Rosie,” Blue said as he got off his chair. “I’ll play outside. Triplets, do you like to play with me?”This was the first time I saw my children push away another child. Ariana always said that my kids could be awarded for amiableness and friendliness, which she sometimes disliked because it sometimes ended up trouble for her wallet when my kids also wanted to treat others with ice cream or any treats. My twins, even Katie, the sweetest of our daughters, said nothing about Rosie. She got
(Aya’s POV) “Can we name our baby sister now,” Green muttered excitedly as he ate his cake. Red turned his head to me, raising his eyebrows and asking me in silence if it was okay. I nodded, also excited about their suggestions. “Oh…kay…” He nodded slowly to them. “We’re open to suggestions,” he said, emphasizing the last word and glancing at the open main door when a familiar girl peered from the outside. “Can we do that later? We have guests.” Emily showed up at the door, smiling apologetically at us and glancing at the little girl she was with. For Rosie’s sake, I begged Red not to file a case against Emmet because on the day he ran toward me, he was not attacking; he was also trying to catch me. Violet smiled at Rosie, walking toward her and extending her hand to the child. “Hi, Rosie. Do you like cupcakes?” She nodded, her eyes wide as she looked interestingly at the balloons. She grabbed Violet’s hand and followed her toward the table. Red and I walked toward Emily, who st