Cynthia knocked then opened and walked inside Ethan's room. The space was dark with only two lit candles, but she could make out the shape of the fat man on the couch.
"Why did you waste my time, Cynthia?" His head was laid back on the headrest of the couch, he didn't look at her.
"I tucked the girls into bed before coming here." She said, and at this, Ethan raised his head up at her.
A sly smile played on his lips before he spoke up; "Don't try too much, Cynthia. They're not your real children."
Cynthia ignored his remarks and only stood by the door, awaiting his next command.
"Strip and get on all fours on the bed." Ethan ordered, standing up to take off his black night robe.
Cynthia took off her red night robe and the flimsy little gown she wore inside, standing bare in all glory. She walked and positioned herself on the bed exactly how he had demanded.
"I better get aroused, Cynthia." He said, stripping himself bare as well, as he walked to stand behind her at the edge of the bed. He lifted his right hand and caressed her right arse cheek then slapped the flesh hard.
Cynthia stifled a groan as she continued facing the wooden headboard. She felt Ethan rub the tip of his soft member against her entrance. Cynthia took her eyes down to the bed, awaiting his insanity.
"You know, Cynthia. You still behave very much like a harlot." He chuckled then entered inside her warm inviting entrance.
"We promised not to speak about it." Cynthia said with gritted teeth.
"Why? Scared the girls will hear that their second mother is a promiscuous woman I picked from a motel?" He taunted and Cynthia took a deep breath in why he pounded her from behind.
"Stop it, Ethan."
"You don't tell me what to do." He slapped her arse cheek hard and she bit her lips, praying to her lord for the torment to end quickly. After going at it for a little while, Ethan ejaculates with his soft member still inside her. He breathed out heavily and slipped off her, slumping down on the bed while Cynthia slowly came down and walked to her robe. She picked the clothes off the floor to put it on.
"What are you doing?" Ethan asked with a raised brow as he watched her try to put her clothes on. "Take it off and join me in bed." He ordered.
Cynthia sighed and took off her clothes, walking to the bed. Before she could kneel on it, he stopped her with his hand. She wondered what was up with him now.
"Crawl on the bed like a good little prostitute you are, Cynthia." He gave a sly smirk when Cynthia glared at him but still did as ordered. "You are very lucky that I am in a good mood tonight." He chuckled and Cynthia shivered.
Oh how she hated Ethan Valencia.
★
The Next Morning.
Valerie and Malorie were finished with brushing their teeth and having their morning bath. They took care of their usual morning routine then came out for breakfast. Dressed in rose and violet.
"Lovely morning, mama." The girls greeted in sync. Their father hadn't yet arrived for breakfast although the table was almost set.
"Lovely morning, bunnies. Did you have a good sleep?" Cynthia asked and the girls nodded.
"I had a good dream, actually." Malorie chuckled with a pink tint on her cheek. She looked at her sister opposite her and then to her mother who she was about to tell the contents of the dream when Ethan spoke up from apparently nowhere.
"Oh, did you now?" He chuckled as he came to and sat at the head chair. "I didn't, tossed and turned all night all because my youngest daughter is pregnant with a man's child who I bloody well do not know."
And just like that, the cherry atmosphere that once enveloped the dining room disappeared into nothingness and was replaced with simmering tension.
"At least give me a hint, sweetheart Malo. Is he a human?" Ethan asked, he started with his own meal seeing as the maids were done with serving the table.
Malorie's eyes drifted to Valerie's, they had taken their usual sitting. Valerie only stared at her, not sure what Malorie's response to their father's question should be. But she nodded regardless.
"He... He is not human." Malorie blurted, eyes still on Valerie's which widened like saucers.
That was not what the nod meant! But Valerie couldn't blame her sister for not understanding.
Ethan gave a low chuckle before it turned into a blown guffaw. Malorie flinched, Valerie stared at her father, Cynthia remained silent. "Wow, darling, I really need to commend you. You not only slept with a man and got yourself pregnant, you slept with a non-human? Tell me, my dear, is he a vampire?"
"H-he i-"
"You don't stutter in my fucking presence!" Ethan growled, flinching Malorie even more. Then he sighed. "He is a vampire, is he not?"
Malorie slowly nodded.
"Interesting." He said, staring at his second daughter even though she wasn't looking at him. "Very much interesting, my dear."
Valerie shifted her eyes from her sister's to her father's, wondering what was going through his mind.
"Let breakfast commence." And with that he spared them no words as he dug through his meal.
Half an hour later. Breakfast was done, the tension in the dining room was finally broken as the source of it had left for duke duties. He was most probably meeting up with other grand dukes, discussing how to extort taxes from poor villagers, Valerie thought.
Valerie also wondered if he would be there; the grand duke of Nor'east, and she shorn herself for thinking so. She wasn't supposed to think about a man she had only heard tales of and had never met.
"Val?" Malorie came to sit beside her sister. "I think we should go to the library so we can return before lunch."
Luncheon was always held at the hour of two in the noon, given that was the best time Ethan had.
"Mm, we should." Valerie stood with Malorie who left her side to their shared room to retrieve the letter. She came back to find Valerie waiting in the sitting room with Cynthia.
"Are you girls going out?" Cynthia asked, her eyes narrowing a little.
Malorie had tucked the letter inside the borrowed book of sir Taylor. "Yes." Malorie answered before Valerie could speak. "We are going to return sir Taylor's book."
"The library then?" The girls nodded at Malorie's question. "Alright, you shall return before luncheon."
"Yes mama," Valerie was the one who answered. They left a quick kiss on Cynthia's cheek before leaving.
"I can't wait to get new books from sir Taylor." Valerie squealed.
"Me too."