Chapter 100: Confession

When Luke brought Monica outside the room, he knew the risk. The walls were thin, and nearly every room opened into the dining area. Even the slightest noise could wake someone, and they would step into the hall first.

Still, was it okay if they saw him having sex with Monica? Truth be told, he didn’t care what they heard. But he refused to let anyone see his beloved naked.

That was why he already had a plan.

The vanishing cloak.

“What are you doing here naked?” Dalia asked as she stepped out of her room. She couldn’t help but blush when she saw Luke standing by the dining table, calmly drinking water.

He turned to look at her. “Is it a crime now to be a little less clothed on a sweltering night like this?”

Dalia rolled her eyes. “Less clothed?” She shook her head and decided to go back to her room, but not before taking a careful glance around.

There was no doubt she had heard Monica whimpering. That was why she had come out. Yet right now, apart from the faint musky scent and the completely naked man in front of her, there was no one else around.

*Click*

The door closed. Luke finally exhaled a sigh of relief and whispered, “It’s okay now. Come with me.” He pulled the vanishing cloak off Monica, who was still wide-eyed with shock.

“Luke… what just happened?” Monica asked, still unable to believe that Dalia had come out, looked around, and seen only Luke. Their eyes had never met, as if Monica hadn’t existed at all.

Luke chuckled softly. “Come with me to our room first. Then I’ll tell you everything.”

Monica nodded and followed him wordlessly.

Once the door was closed behind them, Luke offered her a chair to sit on while he began changing the sheets. They were drenched in places from their earlier activities.

Meanwhile, Monica couldn’t help but glance down at herself. Her lower lips were still swollen and throbbing. She could feel his hot seed leaking slowly down her thighs. Several red marks covered her breasts and neck, and the same went for Luke—her nail and teeth marks marred his upper body.

’We were going at it so intensely…’ she thought, blushing with a mix of embarrassment and quiet elation.

Being desired by her son—the man she truly loved—was an incredible feeling.

Luke turned around and hummed in surprise when he saw his mother smiling like that.

“What happened?” he asked, his eyebrows rising slightly.

Monica slowly shook her head, then looked up at him with wide eyes. “Luke… do you mean what you said earlier?”

Luke knew exactly what she meant. He didn’t make her wait or tease her.

“Yes, Mother. I love you as a woman, and I want you in my life as my partner.”

Monica’s heart raced at his words.

She had come from a very small village, much like the one Ginna used to live in. She had met Gustav by chance, and became his mate only as her father’s dying wish.

She had never truly understood the meaning of love or desire.

All her life, she had lived as a caregiver—cooking meals, tending to everyone’s needs, listening to their demands, and doing whatever it took to remain useful.

It was Luke who made her feel special.

It was the little things: bringing her favorite sweets, praising her food as if he were worshipping it, complimenting her looks, and in bed, when he looked at her with those searing eyes… she felt alive. She felt like a woman.

“H-Hey… why are you crying suddenly?” Luke asked, panicking as he saw tears welling up in her eyes.

Monica shook her head lightly. “You are such an amazing man that any woman you set your eyes on wouldn’t be able to resist your charm. And yet, you are giving this old lady such a special place in your heart and life.”

Luke smiled sheepishly before stepping closer and gently hugging her head to his chest. “What are you saying, Mother? You are still very beautiful and charming. Of course I was bound to fall for you.”

Monica exhaled a soft breath, then rose to her feet and looked up into his eyes. “Luke… can I ask you something truthfully?”

Luke blinked in surprise before nodding.

Monica took a deep breath and asked, “Do you intend on taking multiple mates in the future?”

That question took him off guard. But Monica had a reason for asking it.

It wasn’t uncommon for strong men like Luke to take multiple women under their care. Such unions often produced quality children who would grow up to become good partners or skilled hunters.

Luke was still at the beginning of his prime and growing stronger at a rapid pace. With his gentle personality, it was only a matter of time before many women threw themselves at him.

That was why she wanted to know his intentions first.

Luke thought for a moment, then sighed. “There is a chance…”

He felt hesitant. He had just confessed his feelings to her, and now he was talking about possibly taking other women as partners in the future.

But he didn’t want to lie to her, of all people.

Luke had already been intimate with three different women besides Monica. While he had no romantic feelings for two of them, he did have a soft spot for Roxanne.

Telling Monica he would be loyal only to her would feel like betraying her trust.

However, unlike what he thought, Monica didn’t seem disheartened. Instead, she nodded earnestly and said, “I understand. But know this, Luke… whoever you choose must go through a few trials I arrange for them.” She huffed and added, “I couldn’t endure seeing some greedy, manipulating woman around my son.”

Luke chuckled. “I understand, Mother. You will always be my first mate and the most important woman in my life. So I will always respect your decision.”

Monica’s cheeks burned at those words. She drew closer to him, intending to hug him… only to be interrupted by his little brother, who was already stiff and ready.

Monica looked up at him with a playful grin and said, “I believe someone else needs my attention right now, doesn’t it?”

Luke could only smile and stay silent.

Monica gently held his wrist and led him to the bed. She urged him to sit down, then knelt between his legs and asked, “Do you have any more of the massage oil left?”

Luke nodded slowly and took it out of his inventory.

Monica leaned forward and wrapped his cock between her soft breasts, completely enveloping the thick shaft until only the reddened head peeked out.

Looking up at him, she said, “Go on and pour it on them. Let me serve my mate.”

His cock gave a eager jolt at the word ’mate’ as he slowly began to pour the oil.

She smeared it by massaging her full breasts around his shaft.

Luke looked down at her and sighed…he was such a lucky guy to have a woman like her.

Life….was heaven.

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