Chapter 23: POSITIVE

I open the reports… and the moment my eyes fall on that single word POSITIVE my breath catches for a second. My feet freeze where they are, as if the ground itself has grabbed hold of me. My eyes widen, my heart starts pounding violently. I can’t believe what I’m seeing.

Slowly, my eyes fill with tears.

All this time, She was with me. My own daughter. And I never recognized her.

A deep pain rises from inside my chest an ache so sharp it feels like it’s tearing me apart from within. Memories of Kiara’s days during pregnancy start flooding my mind the months she endured everything alone.

The pain, the fear, the tears… and me? I was nowhere. Lost in my own mistakes, trapped in my blind, selfish life.

I begin to hate myself.

Without thinking, I grip the reports tightly and walk out of the cabin. My steps grow faster, as if I want to escape this place as quickly as possible. I open the car door, sit in the driver’s seat, and start the engine.

The car moves forward…

But my mind comes to a halt.

With my hands clenched on the steering wheel, I speak to myself, “I’ve got the reports… but how do I show them to her?” “How do I tell Ria that the father she hates so much… is me?”

Ria’s face appears before my eyes. The fear in her eyes, the anger—every time she talks about her father. “The man she calls a beast, a monster…” “That man is me…”

My throat tightens, “That man is no one else… it’s me.”

I don’t even realize when I reach the villa. I step out of the car, my legs heavy. I walk inside and head straight toward my room.

I open the door.

Kiara is standing near the cupboard, neatly arranging my clothes with care. Ria is sitting on the floor in the middle of the room, playing happily in her own little world.

I stop at the doorway… and just look at the two of them. My world.

Just then, Kiara turns around and smiles when she sees me. “Oh… when did you come back?”

I reply softly, “Just now.”

She immediately asks, “Where did you go?”

Avoiding her gaze, I say, “Some work.”

Kiara walks closer to me. That familiar simplicity shines on her face. Suddenly, she says, “Thank you.”

I’m slightly surprised. “For what?”

Looking at me with warmth in her eyes, she replies, “For introducing me to Dad.”

My heart breaks even more.

I say, “I’ll do everything that keeps you happy.”

Without a second thought, Kiara wraps her arms around me. “I love you so much,” she says, “I can never even think of going away from you. You’re truly a very good person.”

Her words… They cut deep inside me.

I squeeze my eyes shut tightly.

“How will I ever tell her…” “That I’m the very man she hates?”

Slowly, I open my eyes and place a gentle, loving kiss on her forehead.

She looks straight into my eyes and softly asks, “Why do you look so worried? Is something wrong?”

The moment I hear her words, I freeze for a second. It feels as if something crashes hard inside my chest, What should I tell her?

And how should I tell her?

The truth reaches my lips but stops there. Gathering my courage, I force a faint smile and say, “It’s just… a little work stress.”

Saying this, I pull her into my arms, as if holding her close might calm the storm raging inside me. She rests against my chest and says gently, “Why take so much stress? Please don’t worry. Tell me what it is, I’ll help you.”

Her innocence… Her trust… Only makes me feel weaker.

I kiss her cheek softly and say in a low voice, “I want to make you mine again tonight… may I?”

She hesitates slightly and replies, “But… just yesterday you..”

I interrupt her gently, “I still need you today. Please don’t say no.”

She stays quiet for a few moments. Looks into my eyes. Then slowly says, “Alright…”

That’s all it takes. I can’t control myself anymore. I lean closer to her… And place my lips on hers.

I am pressing my lips against her soft ones with intense passion, slowly stripping the clothes from her body, when she suddenly pauses and whispers 'Ria's' name in a low voice, but then I turn her gaze toward where Ria is already fast asleep on the sofa, and seeing this, her worry vanishes as I instantly sweep her up into my arms and carry her straight to the bed where, after laying her down on the soft mattress,

I completely dominate her, squeezing her curves with such raw intensity and ferocity that sharp gasps and intoxicated moans begin to erupt loudly from her mouth, piercing through the silence of the room.

I sink my teeth into the softness of her breasts, grazing her skin with a raw, primal hunger before capturing her nipple between my lips to suckle deeply. Her breath hitches, coming in sharp, ragged gasps as she clutches at me, her voice trembling as she whispers, "Slow down, baby... Ufff... Ahhh, easy, it hurts."

The more she pleads for gentleness, the more my desire flares, driving me to squeeze and knead her curves with even greater intensity, ignoring her soft protests as they melt into pure, unadulterated sensation.

Driven by the heat between us, I move my focus lower, my mouth finding her sensitive clit. As I begin to suckle and swirl my tongue against her, her body arches off the bed like a bow, her composure shattering completely.

The room is filled with her loud, rhythmic cries of "Ahhhhhh!" as she loses herself in the pleasure.

She no longer asks me to stop; instead, her hands find my hair, pulling me closer as she moans desperately, "Yes... oh, yes... right there! Ahhh!"

Her voice is thick with a mix of sweet agony and overwhelming ecstasy, every nerve in her body vibrating under my touch as she surrenders to the mounting tension, her breaths turning into frantic sobs of release.

I plunge my tongue deep inside her, moving it in and out with a forceful, rhythmic intensity that leaves her breathless. My movements are fast and deliberate, driving deep into her heat as I taste her completely.

TO BE COUNTINUE...!!!

Should I Tell Her Truth ?