Chapter 143
DARTH
An heir uhnt
I never imagine what it feels like to have my own heir–until now. Amica and I will create powerful, unstoppable heirs, especially because of the blood she carries. But somehow, Mary has become the one bearing my child.
Doctor Mary. She was nothing more than a way to relieve my stress, a fleeting distraction. But now, she has become something more.
Mary is a nobody, a parasite searching for a host, and she has latched onto me. She was meant to be Deckard’s plaything, nothing more. The moment she threw herself at me. I saw her for what she was—an opportunity to be used, nothing else. And I planned to use her to the fullest.
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she is pregnant.
That is good news, I suppose. Having an offspring of my own is
is always good news. But Mary’s child can never be my heir.
The plan remains unchanged.
Amica is my true mate. She will carry my true heir.
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As for Mary, she will remain by my side–my concubine, or perhaps something more.
“My doctor concubine, I muse, the thought bringing a twisted sense of amusement.
1 can keep them both happy.
I am eager to share it with Cleopatra.
After careful thought and back and forth with myself, I make my way to her chambers.
The moment I step inside, the thick, choking scent of incense overwhelms me. Smoke fills the air, so dense I could barely see, making the entire place feel like it’s on fire.
Are y
you trying to burn
n down
Blackthorn Castle, Cleopatra? I only just acquired it!” I call out,
But as I move deeper into the chamber, something feels off. A muttled sound–low, breathy, and unmistakably intimate–catches my attention. Then another. Moans, slip through
I stop short, in disbelif
What the hell is going on here?”
I parting through the thick haze just enough to reveal the scene before me–a grotesque display of pleasure and indulgence.
Cleopatra, on top a man, her body naked and in the dim light. Her breasts flaps with each movement, her expression lost in desire. Disgust filled me
“What the hell.
Cleopatra?” My voice rises, “Aren’t you too old for this?”
The sight burns itself into
mind, an
image I wish I
wish I could unsee.
I turn away sharply, covering my eyes as if that could erase what has already been seared into my memory.
“Oh, my eyes” What in the name of the goddess have you forced me to witness?” I exclaim painfully
“Hey, don’t distur; my punication. Next time, knock or something?”
Cleopatra gasps, her voice un
Uneven S struggles to catch her breath, moaning between words.
I watch, disgusted, as she rocks her body on him like an unsteady child, completely unbothered by my presence
“Hold on, let me finish the whimpers and grunts, her movements inconsistent, lost in pleasure.
Then, with one final gasp, she stiffens
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Her body locks up with her breath fastening, and for a moment, her eyes roll back in a way that makes her look like she was dead. I was afraid!.
That’s it I’ve seen enough.
Inurn away. “Please, Cleopatra, find me outside,” I say, my fingers against my temple, “I have something important to discuss,”
“Wait” the murmurs lazily. Tm already done.”
† glance back as she finally shifis, peeling herself off the man beneath her. That’s when I recognize him.
“What the hell are you doing here, you fool? Get the fuck out
The rogue–one of my own men, scrambles to his feet, snatching his pants and shirt in a desperate attempt to flee
Cleopatra, utterly unbothered, stretches with a yawn.
“Oh, don’t threaten the poor boy. He was about to cum” she says nonchalantly before collapsing onto the bed, wrapping the sheets lazily around her body.
I let out a sharp breath, shaking my head. This woman is beyond redemption.
“What is so important that you had to disturb me at such a delicate time? Cleopatra asks, her voice thick
Isco, shaking my head.
“Damn Cleopatra. I did not expect this from you. I’m traumatized by your saggy and weak,” I say, still regretting having witnessed any of it. She stretches lazily, completely unbothered. “Well, no
no one asked you to watch.”
you. In case you haven’t heard… I’m going to be a father! I announce, a smug smile
“Fair enough. But anyway, I came to share some good news with you. In c spreading across my face.
Cleopatra blinks at me, then tilts her head in genuine surprise. “Really? How did that happen? When did that happen! Gods, I did not expect such… interesting news from you, Doris
You’ve exceeded my expectations. You’ve actually done something impressive for once.”
Her expression shifts, curiosity giving way to excitement. “Wait–how did you manage to get Darth? Or did you force her? Tell me everything Iarch a brow. “Darth?
“Yes,” she says, waving a hand dismissively. “Finally, you will have a true heir–one that carries the dragon blood. You have an heir!”
I hesitate. The excitement in her voice doesn’t quite match my reality. Because the truth is this heir isn’t from Amica. It’s from Mary. what I have to tell her.
And Cleopatra is expecting something far different from
“But listen carefully–this isn’t what you think. Amica isn’t pregnant. She never was. Unless I drugged her, which I didn’t”
I pause a moment, then drop the truth
I’m talking about Mary. Dr. Mary”
Cleopatra freezes, her expression darkening in an instant. “What? No. That can’t be right. We can’t possibly be talking about the same Mary”
I fold my arms. “Of course, we are. Which other Mary do you know?*
Her disbelief turns to frustration.
“You must be joking. Why would your ven do such a thing! No I do not believe y
She throws her hands up, paring like she’s about to combust
“You had one job,
Dumbr
of One! To impregnate Amiral Tell me, I
hand can that bet
1’chuckle, unbothered by her outburst. “Hey, no need to yell at me like that. There’s still plenty of liquid in the blood bank to go around. Today it’s Mary’s turn. tomorrow it’ll be Amica’s”
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Cleopatra glares at me, unimpressed. “You have no business impregnating the likes of Mary! Amica is–and has always been–the plan!”
“Oh that is not an issue,” I shrug. “The plan still stands! today is Maty’s turn and tomorrow, it will be Amica!”
She narrows her eyes. “So you’re telling me you now have an heir.. with Mary?”
“Yes, that is my
my child, and I won’t toss him away!” I declare firmly.
Cleopatra eyes me, arms crossed. “Hmm.. And how exactly are you so sure the child is yours? You only just got here a short while ago.”
I scoff, shaking my head. “Mary wouldn’t lie to me, Cleopatra. She wouldn’t dare.”
She smirks in amusement “Well, it wouldn’t hurt to find out, would it?”
Her words settle in my mind, stirring an irritation I hadn’t expected.
Mary could never be foolish enough to lie to me about something this important. I don’t need proof–I know the child is mine. But if Cleopatra wants to waste her time digging for answers she’ll never find, she’s welcome to it.
As for me, I have more important matters to attend to
My heir is coming. And I need to prepare for his arrival.