Chapter 59: Chapter 59- Viktor being a dad

Helena swept the hall floor in steady strokes, her broom scratching against the worn planks.

The open space felt cleaner now, dust motes dancing in the morning light filtering through the cracked windows.

But every few minutes, she shifted her weight, pressing her thighs together.

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The ache between her legs was still there—raw, sensitive from how Viktor had fucked her an hour ago at the pond, leaving behind some deeply filled fluid which was making strange sounds whenever her hips swayed.

Her ass throbbed, a sharp reminder of how she’d accidentally dropped her full weight on his cock during anal, crushing his balls beneath her.

The memory made her wince even now while her ass crack was wet—not because she had urinated or sat on water, but rather how, even an hour later, his semen was leaking from the depths of her anal whenever she twitched, slicking her ass.

“Just a bit left.” Across the room, Mira and Viktor wrestled the heavy oak dining table into position.

Both are wearing clothes now that you liked before—he, as usual, is in his shirt and pants, and Mira borrowed clothes from Helena.

It groaned as they shoved it straight, then began arranging the chairs around it.

Mira dusted each seat with rough cloths, but her movements were careful, measured. She kept rubbing her thighs together under her maid dress she took from Helena, the soreness from getting pounded at the pond still fresh.

Viktor had taken both of them hard.

After he nearly lost consciousness, they had taken him out of the pond.

He seemed to first aid his own balls strangely with some herbs, standing as if completely fine, and then seeing the time told them to prepare before Toby awakes.

Viktor wiped sweat from his brow and headed to the kitchen, leaving Mira to finish. Toby stood near the wall, his small head shaking side to side in uncontrollable tics, eyes unfocused and lost.

“Food,” Toby mumbled, his voice thin. “I want food.”

Mira shot him a sharp look. “Hussh, Toby. Not now.”

But Viktor was already back, carrying a small plate of wobbly jelly-like baby food. He ruffled the seven-year-old’s messy hair with a gentle hand. “Hey, why you yelling at the kid, huh? He’s just hungry.”

Mira’s face paled, and she bowed her head quickly. “Forgive me, young master.”

Viktor pulled her close and kissed her temple. “Come on, wife. You can’t just yell at my son, can you?”

Meera flinched at the word “wife,” her body going rigid. She glanced up at him, searching his face.

Both she and Helena had hurt him before—she reacted late, Helena sat on his balls, even—and as a noble, he had every right to be furious.

But here he was, acting like none of it mattered.

Spoon in hand, he knelt by Toby, who was already shaking his head and whining, “No! Don’t want it!” The boy twisted away, his tics making his shoulders jerk.

“T-toby, don’t talk to him like—”

“Come on, Darling, you can be rough with me, why my child, huh?” Viktor Shrugged her shoulder, glancing towards Meera whose eyes trembled, face flushed, head left trembled, turning down as she shut her green eyes, clearly feeling strange embarrassment she never did in years.

’D-D-DarlinG!?’, Her both hands went clasp her face as she felt both her cheeks burning due to embarrassment as she realized something was wrong, his words were too cheesy as if got some silver tongue.

’Haha, this is your ability to begin with, Mira.’, Viktor seeing the skills he got from her working marvelous, felt quiet satisfied, then turned towards Toby.

Now, it was time to use his [Soul Whisperer] ability—an ability to handle kids.

Viktor didn’t push. He scooped a tiny bit of jelly and held it up like treasure. “Look, Toby. This is magic slime. Warriors eat it to get strong. One bite, you’ll be the strongest kid in the village.”

He made a funny face, pretending to eat it himself with exaggerated chewing sounds. “Mmm! So good! Your turn, little warrior.”

Toby’s eyes flickered with curiosity, his shakes slowing. “W-warrior?”

“Yeah! Big strong warrior… Rawr!” Viktor puffed his cheeks and roared softly.

Toby giggled despite himself, his broken words tumbling out. “D-dwagon… rawr.”

He leaned in hesitantly, taking the bite, then another as Victor kept up the silly voices and faces—nothing fancy, just a dad turning mealtime into a game.

Before long, Toby was eating steadily, and both Viktor and Mira chuckled at the boy’s messy grin.

But inside, Mira’s thoughts spun.

’Why is he treating toby… like that?’, Mira blinked, clearly confused given his position and how far they had already gone with him. Doing all that with her, he did not need any reason to treat Toby like that.

In a way, it could be to impress her or maybe to want something from her, given that she had already given everything she had to him.

Instead, he had given her shelter, treatment for her child, and now he was treating him as if he were his own child.

’W-why are you…’ Mira Just kept looking at the sight as she felt embarrassed. Embarrassed as a mother and a woman given she totally thought that it would be like how normal couples are. Her serving him on bed, him enjoying her body since he was young while giving her shelter, food and a place to live. Not the warmth he was showing.

Hell, it’s embarrassing to admit but she herself was more in love with his cock. This sight was making something flutter in her heart.

Viktor stood and grabbed Mira’s shoulder, guiding her to a chair. She sat, her lips trembling. “Wait, young lord, I can help—”

He placed a finger on her lips, his eyes soft and serious. “Please. I’d be hurt if you didn’t let me.”

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’Why?’ Up close, she noticed his face again—chubby but smooth as stone. No acne, no dirt, just naturally handsome beneath the roundness.

Her heart thumped hard, and she looked away quickly, thighs pressing together as the soreness pulsed mind flashing how his cock looked, thick, veiny, matted with hair and that cum withiut any smell as she though it would be.

’N-no… am I falling for him?’, Mira’s face turned down, pupil trembling as she realised her earlier ezpression of sex was more towards fulfilling a widow’s desire, getting helped by someone kind and then also getting her oussy itch satiated like some kind of bargain.

But now… she seems to be in debt.

’… it’s messing with my head.’

Leavibg her flushed, Viktor’s gaze shifted to Helena, and he mock-glared at her. She froze, eyes down, guilt heavy on her face. But he moved quick, setting a plate for Mira first, then walking to Helena with cooked poridge filled with whatever grass he got. “Here, eat.”

Helena’s voice was barely a whisper. “Please forgive me, young master. I hurt you, I—”

He pulled her hand instead, yanking her into a hug that mashed her huge tits against his chest, soft and heavy through the thin dress. He looked into her eyes his knuckled gently brushing on her chin.

“Hey, you still upset? Listen, I’m happy you took that initiative. I want you to always be bold like that. Just… I wasn’t ready when you dropped on me.” He leaned in and kissed her neck, right where her pulse jumped.

Helena glanced toward the dining table, where Mira pretended not to watch. “Wait… young master, toby will see,” she murmured, her face flushing. She shifted uncomfortably—her ass still throbbing from how his cock had stretched her, how she’d sat down wrong and got his cockhead hit a strange zone within the deoth she snever lnew existed.

Viktor pulled back with a dramatic bow, like a fancy butler. “Forgive me, my lady. Your husband’s a dirty man, after all.”

He grabbed her broom, set it aside, and guided her to the table.

One after another, he went to the kitchen bringing more food. Though all somewhat looked similar given he did not have the ingredients, taste-wise they were far more delicious, leaving Mira’s bowl already empty while her finger trembled, looking at it as if shocked by how delicious it tasted.

“Was it delicious?”, He asked, filling her bowl again, at which Mira looked at him and gave a nod. But he did not let her complete. Seeing her flush slowly vanish, as if wanting to tease, he added, “Even more than my cock?”

“Hic~!?”, Mira’s whole body flinched as her eyes turned down in embarrassment.

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