The Baby Isn’t Yours

“Ugh.”

His heart was pounding as if it was about to break.

The boy looked at the grip on his wrist.

Instantly, the boy’s gaze moved from the thick hand holding him to the wrist, and then to the shoulder and face of a tall man in a cloak.

“Who, who…”

He barely made a sound with his trembling lips.

The man’s cloak slipped down.

Dark gray hair, close to black, was exposed.

In the moonlight, the man’s blue eyes shone like those of an animal.

The man grabbed the boy’s hand with medicine and held it up. Somehow, the boy’s body was slightly elevated, although he was only held by the wrist.

“You, what is it?”

The low voice resonated as if they were in a cave.

“Answer me, boy.”

The boy’s body was trembling from the surge of immense power beneath him.

“Where is this disgusting smell coming from?”

The boy looked like he was about to pass out.

* * *

The dawn, which may have been terrifying to some and exhilarating to others, has passed.

The morning sun rose as usual, as if not knowing what had happened the previous night. Sunlight streamed through the tightly drawn curtains, and blinding threads fell on the dark-shrouded bed.

Her lemon-colored hair was tangled on the comfortable bed, and his long arms reached out from under her head.

It was Simon, who was wearing nothing, with bare white shoulders, and Kalia, who was wearing only a loose silk shirt.

Between the two of them, lying facing each other, there was a small gap.

Between two who fell asleep with their foreheads pressed together…

“Ugu, ugya. Boo!”

The awakened baby played with the rays of the sun shining in the air, waving his arms and legs.

“Sasha.”

Kalia, opening her eyes, took the plump hand of the child and kissed it.

“My good baby.”

Kalia’s mumbling voice was hoarse and muffled.

These were the aftermath of last night.

“Kalia, get some more sleep,” Simon muttered, kissing Kalia’s straight forehead where the sunlight shimmered.

At the same time, he didn’t forget to hug the baby, innocently lying between the two of them.

Kalia looked straight into Simon’s face, who amused Sasha with his finger.

A small piece of flying dust flew over his long eyelashes. Under the straight bridge of the nose, neat lips were visible in a smile. His lips were slightly chapped and red from the fact that Kalia had chewed them so hard the night before.

Without knowing it, Kalia sighed regretfully and muttered in a hoarse voice.

“If Sasha hadn’t woken up.”

As if understanding what she meant, Simon looked at her with his beautiful golden eyes.

“If Sasha had not woken up in the middle of the night … I could have stayed up all night.”

Simon laughed, as if taken aback by the words that had come out.

“You really are something.”

It was a hot morning.

The two who had hurriedly devoured each other as if satisfying their hunger, intertwined again and again. At this rate, it seemed that it would be impossible to satisfy this impulse of desire in just one night.

To such an extent that even burning all night seemed insufficient…

However, due to the fact that Sasha woke up in the middle, two people who were just about to start the third (?) round stopped.

“Wah. Waha, waaah…”

It was the darkest time, just before sunrise in the morning.

The sad cry of a baby awakening from hunger.

Simon and Kalia, frozen as ice, lay motionless, staring into each other’s eyes and holding their breath.

Then they realized that the crying of the child wouldn’t stop, and burst out laughing.

“I cant. Next time we will leave the child to the nanny…”

“Next? Will there be another one?”

To Simon’s witty question, Kalia asked him seriously with wide eyes.

“Another one? And you thought it was the last one, Simon?”

Hearing those words, Simon finally smiled widely.

He jumped up and hugged Kalia tightly, as if he saw something insanely cute, and, as if flying, approached the baby, preparing a bottle for him.

“Lie down. I’ll put him to sleep.”

Kalia lay naked on the bed and looked at Simon as he cradled the baby in his arms.

Holding the child, loosely dressed in only one of the matching shirts, Simon whispered softly into the child’s ear.

‘What are you telling him?’

Deep down, Kalia was curious, but she didn’t want to break this happy look.

‘I can’t believe that a man who loves a child so much made it so clear that he didn’t love children because of me.’

Suddenly, the left side of her chest throbbed.

It was devastating and touching, but sad at the same time.

She seemed to feel the same every time she saw Simon holding a baby.

It took Kalia several tens of minutes to get a good look at Simon.

As her eyelids, weary of waiting, slowly closed, Simon sighed and called to her.

“Kalia.”

“Yes?”

“…Sasha doesn’t fall asleep.”

With a smile on her face, she sighed and opened her hands to the thin blanket covering her.

“Come here, Simon. Together with Sasha.”

So the two of them stroked each other with a child between them and had meaningless conversations.

When their eyes met, they looked at each other and kissed, chatted aimlessly about how strange this moment was, and fell asleep together.

It was dawn time, so they probably woke up after an hour or two of sleep.

Perhaps thanks to a little nightly entertainment, Sasha slept well.

“Kalia, you haven’t been able to relax for a long time, so don’t overwork yourself. In fact, you are strong, but… be careful.”

He thought he was a little hasty. His face lit up as he muttered and smiled.

“But am I okay?”

“Yes, just in case. You just gave birth. Our desires are important, but I think the most important thing is not to burden your body.”

“Simon, is it too late to talk about this? Why don’t you think about how you were four hours ago?”

“Hmm.”

Simon’s neck turned slightly red at Kalia’s mocking words.

Traces of the stormy last night covered them both.

In particular, Simon acted like he couldn’t stop kissing her skin every time he saw the scars on Kalia’s body.

It was a very ticklish kiss, gently caressing the wound like a licking dog.

Simon hugged Sasha, who didn’t even move, and put him into the crib. Then he went back to the bed where Kalia lay and lay down again, wrapping her in his arms.

“Let’s lie down for a while.”

“Hemmie will be here soon.”

“I don’t care.”

In fact, the time for Hemmie and the nanny to come was past.

Surprisingly, they usually appeared before sunrise, but now they didn’t come until the color of the sunlight turned golden.

Kalia jumped at the idea of ​​teleporting Simon or making him fly, but the two of them had gone so far, so she squandered the opportunity.

It was nice to be skin to skin like that.

Kalia laughed sideways and leaned comfortably on Simon’s straight white shoulder.

“I don’t care either.”

‘Ha…’

Hearing this, Simon, who was lying next to Kalia and looking at her, suddenly rubbed his forehead.

“…I’m really going crazy,” he muttered into the air in a languid voice, licking his lips to calm his nervousness.

As if resigned to something, he furrowed his brows and hugged Kalia.

“If you wake up later and apologize again, I will kill you no matter what, Kalia.”

“What?”

Kalia looked at Simon as if she didn’t know what he was talking about, and then Simon chuckled softly and bit the bridge of her nose.

“From now on, you can’t apologize. Remember.”

“What if I do something that I later regret?”

“But don’t do it. Okay? You don’t have to apologize, Kalia.”

“No, but sometimes we can’t predict a person’s reaction.”

“Not. Of course not. If you don’t want to see me go crazy, don’t apologize.”

At his emphatic comments, Kalia looked at Simon as if he was a little absurd.

Despite this, Simon’s expression didn’t waver.

“Please don’t feel sorry for me. Even if you do this… Don’t apologize, just don’t apologize. Be shameless next to me. Don’t leave without saying a word.”

“…”

“I’m fine, so just stay by my side. That’s all you have to do, okay? Answer me, Kalia. Come on.”

Why did Simon’s face look so desperate when he made ridiculous arguments?

Kalia hesitated for a moment with a somewhat embarrassed face, then nodded.

“I won’t apologize and I won’t leave you without saying anything. I promise.”

Only then did Simon’s face relax.

Simon, who was staring at her with wide eyes, leaned down and touched Kalia’s forehead with his.

Two pairs of eyes, facing each other, looked straight.

“I will do better… I will try to become better.”

“Simon.”

“…I will try my best to be a good father.”

“…”

“Then don’t even think about leaving me again. Never.”

At the end of his words, Kalia hugged Simon.

Her heart was pounding with pain.

She wasn’t sad, but she didn’t know why her heart sank like this.

And why was Simon pleading with her so pathetic? And why did it look so charming.

Kalia, caressing his broad back gently, whispered into his ear.

“Remember when I told you last night that I had something to tell you?”