All Chapters of His Son, Her Secret: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Thin smoke billows from the coffee cup beside my laptop, mingling with the scent of cinnamon and vanilla that fills the corner of the cafe. The chandelier on the ceiling gives off a golden yellow glow, adding to the warm ambience of the place. Acoustic music plays softly in the background, mixing with the occasional buzzing of the espresso machine.At the long table by the window, I sit with my back straight, my fingers moving quickly over the keyboard. My laptop screen is filled with lines of code and algorithm flowcharts. My round glasses sag slightly on my nose, but I don't bother to fix it. My focus is entirely on the task I need to complete tonight.All around me, the sounds of laughter and noisy chatter echoed from the three people sitting at the same table."Oh, come on! You can't deny that Professor Daryl is lovely for a man his age," Aurora's voice sounded the loudest, followed by Kyara's distinctive laughter."But he's married," Mikaela chimed in with a sceptical tone, stirr

Pascha let out a long sigh, his head resting on the back of the sofa while I sat beside him contentedly.I applied the last layer of the green mud mask to his cheeks, making sure it was evenly distributed before pulling away slightly to admire my handiwork.His face was now completely covered by the thick green mask that I had just bought last week. From his forehead to his chin, no part is left unturned. Only his eyes are now looking at me suspiciously, and his lips are still open."I feel like a giant guacamole," He muttered, his voice full of agony.I giggled, grabbing a small towel to wipe the mask off my hands. "You're the one who won't let me go to the shower in peace."Pascha snorted. "I'd rather get on with what we were doing than sit here with sticky green mud on my face."I grinned, then patted his cheek, which was now covered by the mask. "You have to learn to accept the consequences, Romanov."He sighed heavily, then glanced at his reflection on the screen of the phone he'

Morning arrived with sunlight peeking through the bedroom curtains, casting a warm golden glow across the wooden floor. The air inside the penthouse felt cooler than usual, perhaps because Pascha had left the window slightly open last night.Pascha was still asleep, one arm draped casually around my waist as if ensuring I couldn't go anywhere. His breathing was steady, his face peaceful, his dark hair slightly tousled against the pillow.I let out a quiet sigh, then carefully shifted my body, trying to slip out of bed without waking him.But before I could move away completely, Pascha’s arm suddenly tightened, pulling me back to his side.I gasped. “Pascha—”“Hm.” A low murmur rumbled from his throat. His eyes remained closed, but I knew he was awake.I tried to move again, but this time, he pulled me even closer, pressing his face against my neck.“Pascha, I have to go home,” He only mumbled something incoherent, his voice still thick with sleep. “No.”I sighed, resting my head agai

The evening breeze blew gently, carrying the scent of water and damp leaves, the distinct aroma of the lake. The sun was beginning to dip below the horizon, casting golden light over the calm water. The soft splashing of waves against the shore created a serenity too peaceful to be disturbed.I sat on a wooden chair on the deck, legs folded comfortably, with an open novel resting on my lap. My fingers traced the pages, my eyes following each printed word, but I remained alert.Because I knew what was coming next.Splash!A loud splash shattered the silence, followed by a familiar, satisfied grunt.I didn’t have to look up to know that Pascha had just jumped into the lake.I sighed softly, lazily flipping a page. It was already certain that this peace wouldn’t last long.The water rippled, the sound of splashing growing closer. I could hear his steady breathing, the soft dripping of water as he moved.Then, just as I expected—“What are you reading?”I had just opened my mouth to answe

A few minutes later, the medicine's effects started to work. My eyelids were heavy, and my body relaxed even more under the thick blanket. I let out a long breath, letting my body sink slightly into Pascha's soft bed.But then, I felt the other side beside me move.I opened my eyes, only to find Pascha lying next to me, his face only inches from mine.I frowned, my voice half sleepy. “What are you doing?”He grinned, one arm resting on the pillow while his other hand rested casually on my waist. “I'm sleeping.”I chuckled, blinking my still-heavy eyes. “You'll get infected.”Pascha smiled, then leaned a little closer, “If it means I can feel your concern like this, maybe I should be sick more often.” his voice low and deep.I stared at him, incredulously, my cheeks warming even though my body was still shivering. “Asshole ...”He laughed, but before he could get any more annoying, I immediately pushed his head away with my hand. “Stay away, you asshole.”But he stayed still next to m