NOVEL NEXT CHAPTER 585
"Did you know the children were going out?" Andrew suddenly asked, and the women in the bath looked at him before Helena responded, "Yes. We've been here for several days, and they've been cooped up."
Andrew understood what Helena meant. The children couldn't be hidden away all the time, so they were allowed to explore the city, but Andrew still worried that something might happen.
While Oliver, Sansa, and Castor were with them, his concern remained. Noticing her husband's worry, Victoria said, "You don't have to worry; Elder Zaros has returned, and Elder Lucian is also present."
Although Andrew was surprised to hear Elder Zaros had returned, he was still concerned. He felt his wives were placing too much trust in the protection of the Pixoy family. It was true they had been supporting and protecting them, but Andrew believed that, when it came to security, they should handle things on their own.
Relying on outside forces wasn't ideal, but he couldn't blame his wives for wanting to let the children have some fun. In truth, he didn't want his kids to be shut indoors either, so he let the topic go.
Andrew sighed, observing the steam floating in the atmosphere of the enormous bath. The walls, covered in gray marble, reflected the soft light from the candles placed around, creating an intimate and warm ambiance that made time seem to stand still.
Putting aside his worries, he entered the bath, surrounded by his six wives, and enjoyed a private moment with them. They did this almost every night, but the different settings added a new layer of enjoyment.
Aki, with a playful smile, approached him first, letting the water glide slowly over her skin. Candice, ever so refined, leaned against one of the marble benches, watching him with a spark of complicity while Carolina and Zany laughed softly, splashing a bit of water.
Helena and Victoria exchanged a knowing look as if they already knew the next step in this silent dance. Andrew extended a hand toward Aki, who came closer without hesitation, taking it as an invitation to close the distance between them.
The movements were slow, almost ceremonial, as if each was savoring the moment, letting the warm water envelop their bodies and the closeness of each other. Candice slid alongside him, placing herself on his other side, and he felt her fingers brush his shoulder, gently tracing his skin.
It was an electrifying sensation, amplified by the echo of laughter and whispers filling the room. One by one, his wives moved closer, forming a circle around him, and sharing looks filled with intent.
Each touch, each look, each small gesture created a wordless symphony, a language of its own that was understood without needing to speak. The soft fragrance of bath oils, the sound of droplets falling from their wet hair, and the warmth of the room seemed to envelop them in their own universe.
Helena leaned toward him, barely grazing his cheek, whispering something only he could hear. Andrew's skin tingled, feeling her breath so close. Carolina, always so passionate, didn't want to be left out, giving him a mischievous smile before playfully splashing him, drawing laughter from the group.
As his wives' hands intertwined, Andrew felt the tensions of the day fade away. In that shared space, there was no room for anything but the simple pleasure of being together, of feeling and knowing each other beyond words.
The moment was pure, authentic, and full of warmth that the hot bath water only enhanced. The atmosphere grew denser, a flow of shared glances and casual touches weaving a web of connection among them.
Aki, with a playful smile, took some scented soap and began spreading it over his shoulders, letting the almond and honey aroma fill the air. Carolina shot him a mischievous look and took the bottle, letting a few drops fall into her hands before extending it to Andrew, who watched each movement with a mixture of awe and delight.
Zany, the most reserved of the group, let out a soft laugh, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She passed a small towel to Candice along with a wink that seemed to say, "Your turn." Candice positioned herself behind Andrew and, with firm hands, began massaging his shoulders with a gentleness that knew how to ease his tensions.
Andrew closed his eyes for a moment, allowing himself to enjoy the sensation as he felt his body's nerves relax under his wives' touch. Meanwhile, Helena, always so calm and composed, looked at him sideways and began gliding her hands over the water, creating ripples on the surface that danced with the candlelight's reflections. She observed every detail, every gesture as if she was capturing a perfect painting in her mind.
Yet it was Aki, the most playful, who broke the silence by approaching and joking quietly, making everyone laugh, an explosion of sounds breaking the soft murmur of the water.
Their jokes, gestures, and looks intertwined, and the closeness among them felt like a current in the water, an inevitable attraction that made everyone flow in the same rhythm. Aki and Candice exchanged quiet laughter while Carolina poured the wine, offering a glass to each of them, starting with Andrew. The toast was silent, with intense looks and slight clinks of glasses, sealing the moment with palpable complicity.
Then, Andrew extended a hand to Helena, who took it gently and moved closer to him, their gazes meeting in silence as if an invisible code had been established between them. She leaned toward him, letting her wet hair brush his shoulder before pulling back slightly, her face illuminated by the warm candlelight. Zany, not wanting to be left out, wrapped her arms around Andrew and positioned herself at his side, placing a relaxed hand on his arm, full of confidence.
With each gesture, each touch, and each whisper in that shared space, the night carried on. And amidst jokes, laughter, and gentle caresses, their connection grew, like a perfectly synchronized dance in the warmth of that bath. The water was their stage, and they were the protagonists, in a moment that was not just about physical closeness but a profound and unique understanding.
Though they were bare and in constant touch, the encounter was more romantic than erotic. Although they were playfully teasing, they didn't go all the way. There were kisses and caresses, but they didn't consummate the act.
The girls' original idea had been to approach Andrew in the bath for intimacy, but the situation developed differently. Feeling the romantic moment, they didn't want to spoil it with lust, so they simply relaxed in the water, cleaning their bodies and enjoying each other's company while sipping wine.
While they enjoyed their evening in the bath, Carmen, along with the children, explored the city with Oliver, Sansa, and Castor as guards. The children were intelligent and aware of dangers, but they were still kids. They innocently wandered the city streets, marveling at every food and candy stall they saw. Now in the market, everything fascinates them.
Sansa, Castor, and Carmen weren't known in the city, as they hadn't left the Cannes Palace, but Oliver had been seen many times with Andrew, so it wasn't hard to guess who the children were.
Even Zaros and Lucian, from their mansion, noticed the children and were surprised. They didn't know Andrew had children, as he had never mentioned it; they thought he was too young to have them.
Additionally, they knew it was difficult for a god candidate to have offspring, so it surprised them. They didn't need to see the children to know they were Andrew's. The mere presence of divinity in their bodies gave them away.
"I didn't expect young Andrew to already have children," Lucian said, surprised, to which Zaros replied, equally surprised, "Seems the boy doesn't waste time."
"Isn't it dangerous?" asked Lucian, but Zaros smiled and replied, "Not at all. In fact, it's good news." Lucian found Zaros's comment strange, and, understanding his friend's thoughts, Zaros explained.
"Those kids are potential gods, being Andrew's children. While we're currently placing our hopes on him to deal with the fallen god, those kids could be a backup plan."
Lucian understood Zaros's point, but immediately said, "Andrew won't allow it," to which Zaros replied, "I don't intend to force him. I'm simply saying that if the worst comes to pass, those children might be our last hope."
With these words, Lucian understood Zaros's meaning. At first, he thought Zaros wanted to train Andrew's children to fight, but he had misunderstood. What Zaros meant was that the plan hadn't changed. It was Andrew who had to face the fallen god, but if he failed, his children could bear the burden, as they were practically gods within mortal shells.
Born in this world, and with Andrew not yet fully awakened as a god, his children were only demigods, but as Andrew developed his divinity, so would they. In essence, they were no different than Andrew's wives and guardians. The stronger he was, the more they advanced.