Leanna-Chapter 178: Epilogue 2

[Leanna’s POV]

It was almost five years since we had gotten married. As the months passed by, Cain slowly showed me his world.

I got to say that an average person would be shocked by the amount of fortune they have, and at the same time, passed out by how dangerous and scary their secrets were.

But since I was no longer an average girl who lived past seventy years, I knew how the world works. I wasn’t innocent and naïve to believe that the world was just full of sunshine and laughter.

I knew saints existed, people with the purest heart, but most really only have their interest in mind. I was in the latter category. I didn’t care about strangers, and I admit that I lack sympathy. It was precisely because of that that I didn’t care what others were doing with their lives, be it good or evil as long as it didn’t implicate me and the people I love.

I think most people lived that way.

And besides, Cain stayed beside me all the time, explaining to me the affairs of his family. Showing me one bit of a time. His presence clamed my nerves and he did mellow down the dangers and ’illegal’s’ dealings his family used to do in the past.

I didn’t have any complaints about our married life . . . only one. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Since we had gotten married, Cain didn’t hold anything back. I was literally bedridden for days when we made love for the first time in Finland. And since then, he was like an insatiable beast, fucking me each day. I was just glad that my body had somehow gotten the hang of it and quickly adjusted to his size. Or else, I would be bedridden every time we did it.

I was amazed that I didn’t get pregnant, considering how many times we did it in a day.

It must be from those something he injected me with each month.

"Oh snap!"

I cursed when I couldn’t hook my bra.

Have my breasts gotten bigger –– again?

It was probably because Cain kept on fondling them.

"What is it?" he asked.

Before I could answer, the man at fault was already right behind me, groping my breasts as his nose grazed my neck.

"My breasts have gotten bigger again," I complained like a child wanting comfort.

Cain chuckled and squeezed my breasts. He cupped the plump of my flesh as if weighing them on his palms while his lips nibble my earlobe.

"Hmm . . . I can’t say for sure."

He turned me around to face him and raised my bra off me, which I didn’t resist.

It’s futile to resist him, so why bother?

The intensity in his eyes did not listen –– it only intensified with time as he stared at my bare chest.

Without warning, he pressed me against the closet and fondled my breasts. His head lowered, and his mouth took in my nipples.

"C-Cain . . . w-were going to tour around, remember?" I protested, voice weak as I grabbed his hair for support when my legs went limp.

We were on our second honeymoon, and the man showed no sign of going back to our country whatsoever.

"Let me examine thoroughly, my love. This is serious."

Pft!

I suppressed a laughed and rolled my eyes when he said it with a serious face and solemn voice. I let him suck and nibble my nipples while I moaned in pleasure. He didn’t stop until my nipples where all swollen and engorged while his fingers squeezed my breasts.

He raised his head and grinned at me.

"It got bigger."

I rolled my eyes.

"That’s what I’ve been telling you. Now I have to buy new pairs of underwear."

I freed myself from his hold, seized my bra, and forced it to hold my breasts. I felt suffocated at the tightness.

I was actually a D in my teenage years contrary to widespread assumptions. But now, I think I might be an E.

Cain watched me dress as his fingers skimmed his chin, thinking about something with mischievousness in his frosty eyes.

"Alright, I’ll come with you."

I stopped buttoning my shirt and raised an eyebrow at him.

"Come with me?"

Cain sauntered towards me and resumed buttoning my shirt for me.

"We can do your shopping of underwear . . . together. Let’s buy you some lingerie too while we’re at it," he whispered, which sent chills down my spine as heat build in the pit of my stomach.

I ignored the naughty thoughts playing in his eyes as I resumed to dress myself.

"Damn. Where’s that ribbon?"

l frowned, and that was when little Pluffy, who was not so little anymore, entered the closet with a pastel-colored ribbon hanging in his mouth.

"Aww . . . Thanks, love. You’re always so helpful."

I patted and rubbed his chin before I flicked my attention towards the cold man who was busy examining my underwear in my wardrobe with a naughty grin plastered all over his face.

Honestly, he is so childish at times.

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I roamed my gaze around as I massaged my feet. Cain and I were sitting on a bench after a long stroll in Vondelpark, Amsterdam. A magical escape, encompassing pristine lawns, cycle paths, ponds with swans, cafes, footbridges, and winding footpaths. A peaceful feeling yet party-like atmosphere. Tourist, going about, lovers sharing sweet kisses, cyclists going to and fro, skaters showing skills, pram-pushing parents, cartwheeling children, football-kicking rowdy teenagers, fashionista friends, champagne drinking picnickers –– all come out to play on this day.

But my attention was locked on a family sitting opposite us. My eyes were glued on that bubbly, chubby little thing on the woman’s arms.

A baby.

Without thinking, I rubbed my own tummy.

I think I had come to the point in my life that I wanted a child. In my past life, this grace was denied to me, so my urge to rare one was intense. So intense, my mind was disregarding the conditions set up by the elder Fay’s.

*sigh . . .

"What’s wrong? Tired?"

Cain asked beside me after he finished talking on his phone. I blinked away the lingering moisture in my eyes and smiled at him.

"No . . . I’m just hungry."

I stood to my feet and pulled his hand. "Let’s resume our tour and grabbed something to eat." I was afraid that he would notice my hearts yearning if we stayed a moment longer.

Cain nodded, and we continued our stroll together, hand in hand.

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The moon was high above as stars’ sparkled in the night sky. The cold, gentle breeze was soothing as it helped calming my nerves.

After the long day of going around the city in Amsterdam, we returned to our hotel to get some rest and of course, to do the highlight of this honeymoon.

I was wearing one of the lingerie we bought together, which he insisted I wore. Though I was uncomfortable with the silky fabric and wanted it off my skin as soon as possible; I endured since Cain loved it so much that he seemed to be drooling.

It was worth all four hours of buying underwear.

I was sitting on the bed, watching him in his robe, getting my monthly injection ready. I watched him with steady eyes while he approached me, needle in hand.

We remained silent even after he sat beside me. He gently tucked away my hair to get a full view of my neck. Usually, I would stretch my neck to give him full access, but right now . . .

I raised my hand to stop him when I felt the familiar sting against my skin.

"What’s wrong?"

He withdrew the needle, eyebrows knitting together. I knew he knew what was playing in my mind right now.

I met his gaze with determined eyes.

"Let’s have a baby."

". . ."

". . ."

The silence that followed next was stifling. He cupped my cheeks and looked me in the eyes, checking my determination.

"Are you sure?" he asked, voice soft.

My eyes glistened as I held his hands on my cheeks.

"Yes."

". . ."

". . ."

Cain planted a firm kiss on my forehead and gently pressed me on the bed.

I watched him disrobed himself with worshipping eyes.

I knew he was still hesitant, but I also knew he would give me everything I asked no matter what it was. He would always make me happy, whatever the cost and my tears burst from my eyes.

The carefree, playful atmosphere every time that we made love was replaced by feelings of nervousness and fear, yet the love remained. It was like two people making love for the first time.

This night was different. I felt it in my bones. He was so gentle that I couldn’t help but sob as we did it.

He seemed to be following a process. But the pleasure was still there.

The love would always be there.

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A/N

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