Rafe’s POV
Lucian came out of the room at the same time. His expression showed clear surprise at seeing Eira in my arms—so quiet at that.
Seeing us not fighting was unusual for everyone.
"What happened?" Lucian asked as he came to us, his eyes observing Eira.
"She finds me irresistible. So, I decided to be gracious and let her take advantage of me," I replied.
I could feel her frown at my words, but she was truly too tired to even counter me.
She opened her eyes to look at Lucian. "I’m just tired of arguing with him."
Lucian reached out his hand to caress her cheek gently. "I understand. It’s truly tiring." Then he looked at me.
I smirked. "Yeah, you have first-hand experience."
"Take her to sit on the sofa instead of keeping her standing here," Lucian said, ignoring my provocation.
So boring. If everyone stopped arguing with me, there would be no fun. Only Eira and Lucian could do it, but these two were avoiding it now. And this bastard Lucian was being so passive, that it was hard to provoke him.
Anyway, at this moment, only Eira mattered, so I did as Lucian said.
I picked her up and carried her to the sofa while Lucian went to the kitchen.
He returned with a few big-sized chocolate bars. I recognized them quickly—it was the kind Eira used to eat a lot back then, the ones Alice used to scold her for eating too much, afraid she’d gain weight.
But they weren’t available anymore. How did this bastard get them? Well, he was the kind to put a gun to anyone’s temple and make them obey, so it wasn’t hard for him to get those people to make these chocolates again.
"For you," Lucian offered her.
She accepted it and looked surprised. Without a tinge of hesitation, she tore open the packet of a palm-sized chocolate and started eating it hurriedly, as if she had been hungry for ages.
Lucian and I exchanged glances—she’d had breakfast just a while ago.
"Are you hungry?" Lucian asked her.
She realized her action and slowed down, but the chocolate was almost finished. How fast one could eat? Well, this little witch could win the chocolate eating competition if there was one.
She hesitated a little and shook her head.
"You can never learn to lie," I commented, looking at her. "Tsk! Do I need to teach you how to lie as well? You lazy ass—you’re too much of a work for me."
She glared back at me, clearly annoyed that I’d caught her lie.
"Have this one as well until I cook something for you," Lucian offered the rest of the chocolates.
She didn’t take it, but I did. Maybe she hesitated now to ask for anything more from us.
I tore one open and offered it to her. "Kids should eat what they want. It helps them grow better." 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢


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