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LeslieI stared at my reflection as I stared at the scissors before I stared at my hair that I had gathered together in my hand. I exhaled as I brought the scissors to my hair.“Here goes nothing.” I said to my reflection before I cut my hair extremely short.I watched my hair falling to the ground as I took my time giving it a neat style before I dropped the scissors.I took a shower and stepped out before I went to the living room as Reina came out of the kitchen with a cup of coffee in her hand.“Leslie would you…” She paused as she stared at me.I blushed, feeling a little self-conscious about my new look before I made eye contact with Reina.“Do I look good?” I asked.“You look amazing.” Reina said. “I didn’t think you were great with scissors.”She said as she approached me, dropping her tea before she touched the tip of my hair.“You should cut your hair more often. It suits you.” Reina released my hair. “Ever thought of dying it, pink will be a great colour.”“No. I’ve dyed my
It was close to midnight when Azrael brought me back to Reina’s place. I opened the front door and Reina was awake watching a sitcom on TV with an empty plate of mac and cheese with a glass of red wine.“Welcome back. I thought you’d sleep over at his place?”“I have to pee.” I said and headed for the bathroom.Another troublesome experience about pregnancy, the regular bathroom breaks. I came out after taking a shower and Reina was on her laptop, a little after midnight. I picked up the box Azrael brought and sat beside her.“You shouldn’t be working on your day off.” I said.“The rich never sleep.” Reina replied and went back to typing.I shook my head and ripped the wrapper, catching Reina’s attention. I opened the white box that covered the wrapper and it was a box of rare sweets so difficult to find with a note on top.“Every day with you is like a box of chocolate. It’s either sweet or dark, coffee or caramel.” I read and pulled out the box.Inside was a shirt that had half a he
“What do you think of this? I like the design.” I said as I raised the baby cloth to Isaac.“No. The designs are a little too dark for a newborn, maybe when he’s two.” Isaac grabbed the cloth and tossed aside. “Babies like bright colours and light. We also should consider that the baby could look like you in the selection.”“Albinism isn’t a dominant trait in any of our family.”“But it’s your dominant trait.”I sighed and picked a cap with baby ducks drawn on it.“That’s cute.” Isaac agreed with my choice and added it to the pile of baby things we had around.I assumed we were going to do most of our shopping online, but coming out and doing a live search felt good when I wasn’t going for a routine maternal check-up.“Should we get more?” Isaac asked, and I shook my head.“The baby has more clothes than I could wear in a year, even if he could puke everything he eats.”Isaac laughed and handed the cashier his card, much to my disapproval. He was very adamant on paying for everything,
AzraelAnother month marked and Leslie was getting closer to having the baby, so was the restless and the stress on a male omega’s body getting worse and his mood swings, short but uncontrollable.Every day reminded me to be thankful to Lucas for giving birth to me and Kioko for the support she gave him because Leslie was the pregnant and restless as we got closer to his due date.One more month and Leslie could finally sleep properly for a full night.The knock on the door distracted me and Leslie entered with a bowl of fruit salad in his hand.“I thought you might need this. I like the melons your mom brought from Japan.” He said and dropped the plate on the table. “What are you doing?”I adjusted my glasses and faced my laptop.“I was starting on a new project under a different genre, with an alias, to check the success rate.”“I thought you weren’t going to write for some time?”“I’m not going to publish as Mitsuki Bethan for some time. We just finished a series last year and the s
LeslieThere are times I hated Azrael, and those times were when he was right. Last week’s conversation was heavy and Azrael never brought it up again, much to my content, but it also showed a lot of things were bothering him, things that concerned not only me.I checked the calendar and three more weeks until the expecting date and Dr. Owen has advised to be calm and observant this final stage but anxiety and confusion were companions.“Everything was supposed to be a fresh start.” I narrated to Reina. “Now I’m feeling pressured to do what Ben wants.”“You’re only feeling like that because it’s bothering Azrael.”“Yes. I mean, he is right that he can never be the baby’s biological father given that Ben has his good sides and a lot of redeeming qualities and I know Ben will make an awesome dad, but it’s difficult. What would you do if you were in my shoes?”“I don’t know.”I raised a brow at her, and she exhaled.“Romance isn’t my suit one. I’m never going to have a baby two and if I
Azrael“Oh My God, oh my God, oh my God.” I mumbled as I ran to Leslie’s room to grab the hospital bag.It was a good thing his friend encouraged him to pack early in case of an emergency, but I didn’t think the emergency would be soon.Leslie was going to have a fucking baby now, and he was just calmly seated in the living room on the phone with Bennett’s brother because his contractions hadn’t started.That baby chose an inconvenient time to be born.“Isaac and the family will meet us there.” Leslie informed me.“Now let’s get you in the car.”It was a little work to get Leslie in the car, but we managed and drove off to the nearest hospital. Upon our arrival there, his contractions started, and he wasn’t looking great.“It hurts.” Leslie cried as he clutched onto my hand while they carried him on a stretcher.“It’s going to be okay, kid.” I rubbed his palm to soothe him.He relaxed a little, but his grip got incredibly stronger. My muscles creased.“Are you the father of the child?
LeslieMy first welcoming act to motherhood was embarrassing. I had to fill a whole baby bottle with breast milk for the baby and I had a male midwife assist me with this process. This process would last for the duration of seven months because male omegas don’t produce enough milk to cater to a baby for a year, but we had time to search for other options.The door opened and a cheerful nurse came in with the baby. Azrael came out of the bathroom in new clothes after his secretary dropped by and sat beside me.“He’s so lovely.” The nurse said and placed the baby in my hand.Niko was awake, his eyes unfocused and looking around. He was as pale as me, bald and tiny, but what caught my attention was the unusual colour of his eyes.“It’s red, his eyes. Is that normal?” I asked as I stared at the nurse.Azrael looked at the baby as well. “He’s an alpha.”“Children shouldn’t be able to present when they're born.” I whispered.“We did many examinations and his eyes functions like everyone, b
Niko’s cries from the baby monitor woke me up, and I set in on silent so Azrael wouldn’t wake. I smiled as he slept softly, hands wrapped around his pillow.Last night was amazing and the things he could do with his mouth; I understood why the women never left.I got up and wore his shirt tossed on the ground, then headed for my son’s room. He was awake, crying on top of his lungs and stopped.He stared.A long pause and cried.“Okay, okay.” I said and carried him out of the crib. “You hungry little bud?”I pulled out a bottle stored in a warmer inside the room full of breast milk and sat on the rocking chair. He closed his mouth and latched his tiny mouth, drinking until the bottle was empty before I burped him. I gave him a little water and dropped him in the crib so I could start the baby’s morning routine.This was going to be an everyday routine.It took me an hour to get everything ready before I could start making breakfast. Niko was in the cot where I could monitor him.“You g
A year has passed, and we’ve experienced wonderful and painful things together, but we’re fine and strong.Valentin proposed to Lucas, and they had a fast court wedding in April. No one knew but Ancel, and you can’t blame him. He found out the day they wedded.We knew because I didn’t hear from Lucas for two weeks, but his social media flooded with honeymoon and his past lovers called me to confirm if it was true.We’re happy for them but everyone in the family except Konrad hopes they don’t have a child as Lucas’ fertility period ends.There would be so much awkwardness every time Leslie and I saw that child and the age gap. Dominant omegas fertilities are just too long.There were bad times. Isaac and Sarah separated for a few months because of their careers and a client of Isaac that was Sarah’s childhood friend.It wouldn’t be my concern, but Isaac was my brother, and Lucas cried. They were a power-couple so watching them almost throw everything because of another woman; it was pa
AzraelLeslie’s second pregnancy journey was fierce. Tougher than the duration he was pregnant with Nikolaus.Week ten.Leslie eats mostly fruits because his nausea is heavy. He gets fatigued over minimum effort and sleeps for long durations. He cries a lot, but he bounces back after the mood swings.He craves churros with weird dips and ketchup a lot.Week seventeen.Leslie’s a little underweight but his bump is growing now. The doctor gave us a supplementary diet we’re strictly following. Leslie hates the taste, but Carson Campbell, Isaac and Lucas are great helps with improving the diet.Leslie’s nausea is getting better but his mood swings aren’t better.Week twenty-four.We’re going to go for a gender test but mother insists on a gender reveal party so the results will be mailed to her. Since we don’t know the baby’s gender, we decided to start decorating with neutral colours like orange and yellow, but Leslie wants purple.We haven’t started picking names, but we know bobby is g
LeslieThe daily life of a marrying a spoilt rich international treasure.I wake up by five every morning for devotion and head to the kitchen. I enter the kitchen and start preparing school lunch for my kid.Ida joins me in the kitchen around six to make breakfast for everyone except I package Azrael’s breakfast because he wakes up when the driver takes Niko to school.Azrael wakes up around ten and eats breakfast late if he eats at all. On days Azrael wakes up early, I don’t work at home.I continue to unwrap wedding gifts from family, friends and fans, sorting things to give out and donate with the servants until I get exhausted.Our habits didn’t change after marriage, and we’ve been married for five months, but things were different in a good way. Pleasant.At least until now.I bolted to the bathroom and crouched in front of the toilet, gripped the toilet seat and hurled in the bowl. My stomach twisted in pain, but gentle pats soothed my churning stomach.“Is that better?” Azrae
LeslieThe soft strands of the brush glided carefully around my cheeks and stopped. I opened my eyes and stared at the mirror.The makeup artist did a terrific job making the makeup subtle. My hair was ready, cut shorter than the original length and gelled.Ancel opened the door, surveying seriously with a small note in his hand. He stayed at me and pulled out a white rose from the vase in the room.He placed the rose in my pocket and patted it.“Perfect but I liked the white suit better.”“You were going to make me wear a long veil if I wore that and this is my second marriage.”“You and Azrael would match but the blue isn’t bad. Soft and stable and I get to see you marry.” Ancel said and the door opened.Dad entered with a bouquet of hydrangeas and minor flowers. I recognised the flowers from mom’s garden and dad handed it to me.“Ancel, could you give us a minute?” Dad asked and Ancel winked.“Sure thing pops, have to make sure the set’s perfect.” Ancel said and left the room with
The doorbell rang, and I opened it. Kaiyo stood there with a pout on his face and glared at me. I spread my arms across the door and leaned back a little.“You’re not here to dump tomato juice on me again, are you?” I asked, and he blushed.I smiled and lowered my arms.“I came to apologise, so listen closely, because I won’t say it again.” He puffed his chest and placed his hand on his hip. “I’m sorry for splashing juice on you and saying embarrassing things.”“Stay away from Mitsuki. You don’t deserve him. He’s mine.” I teased, and he turned red.“S-stop teasing me. Y-you be kissing my feet. I came here today.”I patted his head and smiled. “Do you want ice-cream? Sundae?”“What flavour?” He shook his head and wiped his mouth. “I’m not a dog.”He acted like Becca’s, one of Isaac’s twins in her teenage stage that doesn’t want to be smouldered by adults. It’s difficult to find innocence and pure naivety at his age these days.Everything I wouldn’t describe Lucas, me or Oliver as.“Com
105LeslieI joined my friends at the table. They were all waiting, so I raised my hand to reveal the wedding ring.“Yes!!!” Everyone cheered.Some high-fives and hugged me.“Congratulations!” Isaac said and grinned. “You’re marrying my brother again. Welcome to the family.”We laughed at the joke, and I nudged Isaac.“I can’t wait to tell everyone, and it was all thanks to me.” Ancel gloated and pulled out his phone.“Hold on there cowboy, Lucas might have already beat you to it. He was the first person Azrael called to while we were in Japan.”“I’m still going to spice it up more. I still have a picture of the ring.” Ancel said and started typing.“Thank you.” I whispered to Ancel. “For helping me with the ring.”Ancel nudged me and smiled. “Anytime. Patronise my company to decorate your wedding. I’ll give a discount even though your fiancée is one of the wealthiest living things in the world.”“Of course. Just set an appointment for next week.”Ancel was genuinely happy, but his ey
AzraelI took pictures as Leslie excitedly stuck out his head from the train; the breeze blowing against his hair and his eyes excited with the nature scenery around Japan.Leslie was my kid, but travelling brought out that soul in him more. No sleep for me if he was awake, talking my ears out on all the places he wanted to go.I never want him to cry or feel lonely when I’m around.“I can’t wait to take a lot of pictures.” Leslie said, and I sighed.“I’ve missed hot spring baths.”The train stopped, and we headed for one of the popular temples in Kyoto – Fushimi Inari Taisha Shrine.We took a lot of pictures with a temple guide giving the history of the temple. I didn’t believe in any gods, unlike my parents and Leslie is Christian, so I couldn’t understand his fascination with temples.“Should we buy a charm or two? Maybe a souvenir?” Leslie asked.“Kid, these god statures aren’t for decorations and children touch things they shouldn’t. Let’s stick with the papers that won’t leave t
103Ben and I watched the examination Dr. Steve had with Niko. They were talking as Niko coloured and laughed.Dr. Steve touched a colour of the Rubik's cube and Niko would match the colours he picked as they talked about random topics unrelated to colours.Dr. Steve came out as a nurse took supervision, and we followed him to his office. We sat down and stared at Dr. Steve.My chest was heavy and my hands sweaty. I exhaled to ease the discomfort in my gut.“I have a few questions.” Dr. Steve said, and we nodded. “When was the first time you noticed your ward’s condition?”I stared at Ben, and he nodded in understanding.“When he was three. Nikolaus has always responded to the colour red as a baby, so I thought he liked the colour and yesterday, I confirmed he sees everything as red, with few exceptions.” I narrated, and Dr. Steve nodded.“What exceptions?” Dr. Steve asked.“Himself, me and objects that are actually the colour red.”Dr. Steve stared intensely at the both of us and exh
102LeslieKeystone Kindergarten was a beautiful building with welcoming graffiti and bright scenery. It was the beginning of a session. The school was full of parents, kids, and teachers.Azrael and I held Niko as we stared at the building before we saw a familiar toddler run towards us.“Remy!” Lennon screamed, and Niko broke loose from our hold.They hugged each other, laughing and giggling, then held hands. Lennon was a beautiful boy with a messy mop of brown hair, green eyes, and the brightest smile on his lovely face.“Leslie! Bethan!” Ben jogged towards us and stopped.“He’s so fast.” Ben said and hugged me. “It’s been a while.”Azrael frowned, and I wrapped Azrael’s arm around my shoulder. “You should keep a closer eye on him.”“Or a leash.” Azrael added, and we laughed.Ben checked his wristwatch and stared in shock. “I need to head for the office soon. I have a meeting in less than two hours.” Ben said.“It’s your second son’s first day of school. Be supportive.” I said and