CHAPTER 54 — HEROS GREEN

We're in the living room now, waiting for her to finish eating the strawberry pie, after having eaten one and more than half of the second giant pizza she ordered. Zedekiah tried to grab a slice of the four-cheese one, but it hit his hand, stopping him.

— No! — he says, eating another bite of the pie, too licking his lips at the end.

— You know it was us who paid, right? — she shrugs, not caring about what he said.

— You got me pregnant, so we're even. — returns it, and continues eating — Besides, weren't you the ones who weren't concerned with spending money on me? Well…

— How many children are there? — Lohan asks — Three or a battalion?

— Three.

She smiles, running her hands over her belly, which is already too large for someone who is only two months old.

— They are triplets and, apparently, they are triplets: three different sperm fertilized three eggs. These are fraternal triplets, each with their placenta and genetic information, so they are not identical and can have different sexes. — she cuts another piece of pie — Hmm… this pie is really delicious.

She is pregnant with triplets… The penny is taking a while to sink in…

— Does this mean that more than one of us can be the father of your babies? — Luther asks.

— Exactly. But it's not 100% certain that each baby is from a different father, it could also be that just one of you gave birth to three babies in me. — she shrugs — You'll know. We were always having a delicious orgy here in this room. — she bites her lip and moans — But does it really matter? They will be one of the five anyway.

—And there’s still the possibility that it’s not ours. — I say sitting on the other side of the sofa.

She rolls her eyes and then sighs, setting aside the half of the cake she had placed on the plate in front of her and looks at me with fierce eyes.

— You're being stupid, you know that? It's okay, I understand your anger and hurt. I betrayed you twice. And I confess that I regret the choices I made, and I could have done everything differently. — she licks her lips, wiping off a bit of cream from the cake she ate, the same one that I was trying not to wipe off myself with my mouth — But it's gone, and I can't go back. Everything I told you about my feelings was always true. I fell in love with you and gave myself completely, every time. The only people who touched me before Andrey appeared were you, and when he appeared, I was already pregnant!

— N… — she raises a hand, silencing me.

I sincerely hope that one of them is yours and that it looks like you. But if you can't wait until then, we can do a DNA test… — she lets out a tear, but quickly wipes it away — I really didn't want it to come to that because it doesn't matter to me who they are, I don't I love one more than the other. I love you equally and I will teach my children to love you equally, precisely. That is, of course, if they still want me; otherwise I can go anywhere else but back to my parents' house.

— I really want to trust you, honey. — Noah strokes his hair — However, you've already deceived us before, how can we be sure that you're not here lying again, at your father's request, on a new mission?

He makes a good argument.

— We've made this mistake before, and we can't repeat it. — I say, looking into his eyes.

She mumbles.

— While we're here arguing, my father and godfather must be following us right now! And he will not allow his enemies to raise his grandchildren. — She gets up from the floor — My father has no idea that I became emotionally involved with you. He and my godfather believe that the babies I carry are Andrey's, and his father will not stand by, especially after he lost his son and I was supposedly “kidnapped” by you, carrying his grandson.

—And you're telling us this now? — Zedekiah stands up with his hands on his head.

—And have you let me say anything since I arrived? They just pointed fingers and guns at me and I needed to rest and eat before thinking and acting. — she lets out a long sigh with her hands on her hips — Now that the five of you have stopped acting like spoiled teenagers, can we be adults and think of an escape plan? We were supposed to be gone for a long time.

— Do you want us to run away? — I get up too, approaching her — I'm not going to run away because you're scared of facing your father and your “father-in-law”.

She throws her head back letting out more long sighs.

— I'm not afraid of facing them, I'm afraid that my babies will be born without parents. — She looks at me angrily.

—Are you underestimating us? — Lohan, says stopping behind her — Do you think we can't face you and his little friend?

— No. I just don't want it to turn into a war and death for one side. I couldn't bear to lose one of you, nor would it be easy for me if one of you died. He's my father, Lohan! — she runs her hands through her hair — I would have to choose a side and that would be too much for me. Just… can we go, please? Leave New York, go to another country, Canada, Australia, I don't know. Just please! Luther, Heroes.

— And do you think that even if we ran away now, they would stop looking for you? They would end up finding you one day, Faina, and you would still have to make a choice. — Luther says, looking at her still sitting, body leaning forward and elbows resting on her knees.

— And the fact that you are here and not there, is already a choice made. — Zedekiah says — Except if you're lying and your excuse is to have the five of us together to finish us off in one fell swoop.

She stands there biting her lip apprehensively with her eyes closed.

— I would never hurt you, more than I already have. — She opens her eyes, and they meet mine — Okay. I don't think my father would do anything to me, not while I'm pregnant. But I'm afraid of Dostoevsky, I killed his son, he might want to take revenge in the worst way possible, an eye for an eye.

— We'll take care of him. We won't let anything happen to you, beautiful. — Lohan says, hugging her from behind and kissing her right shoulder.

—Heros? — his eyes remain connected with mine.

— Not for you, but for the babies. — I turn my back on them, going up the stairs, locking myself in the room.

Damn!

She is Faina Petrov, the daughter of our greatest adversary. The woman I love, who is now expecting my children, is the daughter of my enemy, and he will not hesitate to come after her and us with all his might.

Hell, I could have expected everything from her, that she was a mafia spy working for Pakhan, but not that she was his daughter and heir to the throne. And damn… what a mafia! She is more beautiful and hot than before, I had to restrain myself from pressing her against a wall and devouring those red, eye-catching and juicy lips. My dick pulsed every time she licked her lips, and I wished my tongue did the same.

But before I give in and forgive her, we'll deal with your father and his brigadeir and I'll see if she's really on our side or not.