Vol. 1 Chapter 9.1 - Not this time

Vol. 1 Chapter 9.1 - Not this time

Klopp’s visits had become less frequent. His daily life passed idly. Now that he couldn’t play chess anymore, he immersed himself in gardening. He felt like Klopp would be angry if he saw this too, but he couldn’t bear not having something to occupy himself with.

Every morning, Aelock woke up and took painkillers while recollecting memories of the few gardening books that he had read before. Following what he remembered from the book, he transplanted flowers that bloomed in abundance nearby and also collected some seeds. He trimmed branches and occasionally picked flowers, putting them in a bucket, to decorate the cabin. The yellow daffodils and colorful tulips scattered around the cabin were originally planted by Aelock’s mother.

Although he could barely remember her now, he remembered that his mother’s hobby was gardening, and she had skills comparable to an expert. The estate’s pride and joy, the rose garden, was once unremarkable, but her mother made it so colorful and beautiful. His mother had bought all kinds of rare rose seedlings and decorated the garden sophisticatedly. The garden was most beautiful in early summer, that’s why his father always invited people over for tea parties in early summer. Although it was also out of his aristocratic obligation, it was probably also with the purpose of showing off his mother’s rose garden.

Someday, Aelock hoped to visit the garden again, in the early summer when thousands of roses bloomed in different colors. It was the only trace of his mother left for Aelock.

One day, as he was going about his day as usual.

Aelock suddenly heard a child’s voice. Aelock had just transplanted the daffodils when he raised his head up and heard the sound of tiny footsteps across the cypress trees. He also heard a burst of high-pitched laughter. He stood up and fixed his gaze on the small creature that seemed to be the source of the sound. After a moment, a child suddenly appeared from the cypress tree path leading to the cabin.

The child looked to be about four years old, and his blonde hair was sparkling in the sunlight. His pale face was as pretty as a doll crafted by a skilled artisan. Most of all, his eyes, more clear and blue than the sky, were extremely lovely. The child was surprised when he saw Aelock and froze in his tracks, staring at him with wide eyes. Without any words, Aelock knew at that moment.

The child was his firstborn. The omega boy, born to Aelock. Gẹtt the latest novels at n.o/(v)/e/l/bin(.)com

Suddenly, his heart started beating loudly. He felt like he should say something, but he had no idea what to say. Aelock stiffened up, then without even realizing it, he smiled. The child saw it and responded with a smile of his own. He saw a smile from the most beautiful flower ever in the world.

He thought he would really get killed this time if Klopp found out, but Aelock couldn’t resist approaching the child and touching him. The child, who seemed to be raised well with love, was very healthy and exuded confidence. When Aelock grasped the child’s shoulders with his trembling hands, the child did not seem afraid at all. Aelock was so surprised that he didn’t even think to put down the yellow daffodil he was holding. The child reached out with his small hand and took the flower.

“What...what’s your name?”

He asked in a shaky voice as he handed him the daffodil and the child giggled in amusement. Just as those cherry-like lips were about to open, Aelock heard an urgent male voice calling out from the other side, “Rayfiel!”

Unlike his anger, his voice sounded calm, and Aelock was confused. Klopp grabbed Aelock’s collar and slammed him to the ground. His light body hit the floor hard. Before he could even understand the situation and stand up properly, Klopp’s hand flew towards him.

Slap.

He covered his throbbing cheek with one hand and turned his head to face Klopp.

Klopp tossed his undone cufflink onto the table. As it made a clattering sound, Aelock’s body was paralyzed with fear of the impending hit. When he saw the man approaching with his sleeves rolled up, slowly casting a shadow over him, he immediately closed his eyes.

He didn’t know how many times he was hit. It was much more painful than when he had torn his clothes and raped him. Instinctively, Aelock curled into a fetal position. Every time Klopp lost his breath and gave him a brief break from hitting, he would spit out the coagulated blood in his mouth. It was painful just to breathe as if his spine and ribs had been injured. His cheeks were already swollen and burning from the repeated hits by the large hand. Cold drops of water fell on his cheeks. He barely managed to open his eyes

Ah.

What was harder to bear than the pain was the clear tears that fell from Klopp’s eyes, which were filled with anger. Klopp, whose fists were completely covered with red and blue bruises, shouted with furiousness.

“Never again! Don’t you dare ever again! Never touch my Rayfiel with your dirty hands! Or I’ll burn you alive!”

He sounded from the bottom of his heart. Aelock could only nod, unable to speak. Eventually, Klopp was exhausted and staggered to his feet. Even until the end, tears of sorrow flowed from his eyes. Aelock was the proof of the person he couldn’t have.

Left alone, Aelock barely fainted. Shards of his, once innocent, soul shattered, dripping down the irreparable wound on his red cheek.

Klopp would often visit and beat Aelock mercilessly, his eyes filled with hatred, carrying memories of wailing over his pitiful wife’s corpse. It seemed as though the meeting with the child had opened up his old wounds. When he got tired of beating him, sometimes, they would have sex.

It was far too rough and painful to be called sex, but at the end of it, Aelock could feel a slight sense of pleasure. Then, he would go into heat and become pregnant again. Only then were the beatings stopped. Aelock was relieved that he didn’t have to get beaten anymore. When Klopp heard that Aelock was pregnant, he could only stop hitting him, his fists trembling. Aelock almost thought Klopp would slap him like before, but he didn’t.

The pregnancy this time was extremely difficult. Aelock couldn’t easily swallow his food. He wasn’t being beaten, but sometimes he would feel so much pain that he had to take painkillers. He even came close to miscarrying multiple times. Barely filling the whole 9 months, Aelock gave birth to a very small omega son.

After returning to the cabin, in two years, Aelock gave birth to two more children. Although Aelock had given birth to four children now, Klopp had never properly told him their names. The one name he knew only constantly reminded him of his own sin.