Chapter 80 Breakfast After the Break
POV Noah:
With a happiness that overflows from within, I go down to prepare breakfast, still thinking about Scarlett’s delicious mouth sucking my cock, and her tight little pussy squeezing my dick as she rode me so damn good. Liam was going to stop by our daughter’s room to get her, and Scarlett went back to sleep after we fucked one more time. After all, she needed to rest.
As soon as I reach the kitchen, I’m taken by surprise to see Damian sitting there drinking coffee. For days my brother has been avoiding being with us. Did he think better of the shit he’s doing? His eyes lift and meet mine. Damian looks irritated, his eyes are red, and they only get that way when he’s really angry. Did something happen at the company and he didn’t tell us?
“Good morning, Damian.”
“Morning,” he replied grudgingly.
“Is everything okay at the company?”
“Everything’s fine, why?”
“I want to know the reason for your shitty face.”
Damian slammed his mug on the table forcefully.
“Maybe the reason is that when I’m home I want to rest and not listen to your girlfriend moan like a…”
“Like a what, Damian?” I asked, irritated. Ethan appeared in the kitchen next to Liam, who was holding Aria in his arms. The faces of my brothers were serious; they probably heard it too. I didn’t like the way Damian was about to refer to Scarlett.
“Forget it.”
Liam didn’t greet our older brother, and neither did Ethan. The only one to greet him was our little princess, who sat on his lap, making Damian change his shitty expression. We fell silent. There was nothing to talk about with Damian, and what Liam, Ethan, and I could talk about would involve Scarlett, and Damian no longer had the right to know anything about our woman. He made his choice, even though I know it was the stupidest choice in the world.
I continued preparing the pancakes that Aria and Scarlett loved to eat, so I didn’t notice when Scarlett entered the kitchen, I only felt her scent reaching me. I turned, and she is beautiful, her cheeks red, her lips swollen. I’d give anything to lay her on the table to see if her little pussy is swollen too.
“Good morning,” she said, bending down beside Damian to kiss our daughter on the cheek. “You look beautiful, my love.” Aria smiled at the compliment.
We still haven’t told Aria that Scarlett is her mother; we’re thinking of telling her in a week. Liam and Ethan are looking at a house for us to move into. Once we’re in our new home, we’ll tell our daughter a few things, in a way she can understand at first, and as she grows up, we’ll clarify any questions that may arise for Scarlett.
“Good morning.” Scarlett approached Ethan, giving him a quick kiss on the corner of his lips. “I hope you enjoyed the sounds of my moans, because Damian didn’t like it at all.” Scarlett needled Damian; it’s clear she heard what he said. “I’m sorry, Damian, it won’t happen again.”
“I loved the sounds very much, I enjoyed every second,” Ethan replied, raising his left hand.
“Could you change the subject? That’s not the kind of conversation you should have in front of a child,” Damian grumbled, while Aria on his lap was busy with her doll, not hearing anything Scarlett said. It’s clear my brother just wants to pick a fight.
“Damian is right,” Scarlett replied, taking Aria in her arms. “I apologize once again; we won’t talk about this when you’re present.”
I let out a low laugh. How can you not love this woman? Ethan and Liam joined me. Damian’s face closed off as he stood up. A real spoiled child. Scarlett stared at him and then shook her head, lowering her eyes to our daughter. She loves him. Scarlett loves my asshole brother, who does nothing but hurt her.
I put the finished pancakes on the table. Scarlett licked her lips, Aria smiled. My chest swelled with pride knowing how much my girls love my food. Damian looked from Scarlett to us, his face suddenly taking on a cold expression. Something in what he saw bothered him to the point of him using his expression of contempt.
“The dinner with Madison is tomorrow. I almost forgot that yesterday when we met, she reminded me I hadn’t confirmed if you were going,” Damian said, and a smile spread. “The little dinner has undergone some changes. It will be for more people than Madison said. It will be a gala dinner. I’m not sure if it’s appropriate…”
“We’ll be there,” Liam cut him off. “It’s good that there will be plenty of people, so we can announce our polyamorous relationship to everyone.”
“Liam…”
“I said we’ll be there, Damian. How about you mind your own business now?”
Damian swallowed what he was about to say. His eyes scanned everyone, stopping on Scarlett. My stubborn, hardheaded asshole brother nodded and left the kitchen, leaving us alone. Scarlett rested her head on her hand. This is fucked up. We need to move, because as long as we live with Damian, Scarlett will never get over him.