Saga of Atlantis

Chapter 177 Nadya [2]

Slowly, Nadya loosened her grip on my waist and landed softly on the ground.

She then grabbed my hand and walked towards my mother.

"I'm sorry, Mother-in-law. It's been so long since I've seen him that I lost control," she said gracefully, bowing in front of my mother.

My mother didn't reply, but she looked at me with the same smile on her face.

"When did this happen, Eden?" she asked gently, glancing at the hand Nadya was holding.

"Should we sit down first?" I suggested, and she nodded slightly. We all took our seats, with Nadya sitting beside me, leaning her body against mine and holding my hand.

"Hey," Elysia greeted awkwardly as I settled into my seat.

"You look better," I replied with a light smile.

"Yeah," she responded, and I nodded in acknowledgment.

I leaned in and whispered softly in Nadya's ear, "Did you introduce yourself?"

"I did, but she doesn't look happy about it," she murmured, gazing at my mother, who was observing us both.

"You shouldn't have jumped at me, Nadya," I grumbled softly, refocusing my attention on my mother, while Nadya remained silent.

"So, Eden, would you please tell me what's going on?" After a few seconds of silence, my mother asked.

"Ah, this is Nadya, a girl that I met on my travels," I replied, gesturing towards Nadya, "...And my fiancée."

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"Cough.. Cough.." Sarah coughed twice, making all of us look at her.

"I am sorry, please continue, Master," she said with a calm voice, but I felt Nadya's grip tighten on my hand at her words.

"Right... and well, I fell in love with her—."

"How old were you?" My mother interjected sharply, cutting off my words.

"What?"

"How old were you when you fell in love with her?" She asked, looking at me calmly.

"Fourteen," I replied.

"And she?"

"Sixteen."

"Nadya, right?" Shifting her focus to her, my mother asked, "If you don't mind me asking, why a boy younger than you?"

"Why are you angry, Mother-in-law?" Instead of replying, Nadya asked, squinting her eyes. "Did I do something?"

My mother looked at her for a while without replying, her silver eyes fixed on Nadya.

"No, you didn't do anything," she finally replied after a long pause.

"Then are you opposed to my relationship with him?" Nadya asked again, looking at my mother.

"Oppose? No, I am worrying about my child," she replied, glaring at Nadya. "Eden was a naive child when he met you—."

"I knew what I was doing at that time, Mother," I interjected, making her look at me. "I was the one who asked her out."

"You were fourteen, Eden, fourteen!! What were you thinking?" Massaging her temples, she asked, her voice raising.

"It might be something else," I mumbled.

"How would you feel if I took you to meet my dad and he was feeling jealous of you?" she retorted, glaring at me. "It's not normal, Neil."

"Your father is dead," I mumbled, earning a light slap from her.

"Neil," she leaned back, her hands interweaving behind my back. "Tell me what is going on."

"A lot of shit happened," I replied as I lay down on the bed with her on top of me. "Somehow, your fiancé became even more awesome than he already is."

"And that means?"

"I might be related to the gods," I whispered softly as she looked at me.

"How?"

"I don't know," I replied, shaking my head. "I don't know how or why."

"Hmm, but that doesn't explain your mother's jealousy," she mumbled leaning back as she kissed and licked my nape sloppily.

"I don't know about that either," I mumbled as I gently fondled her left bosom. "I don't even know why she is behaving like that."

"Enough about that," she said, sitting down on my abdomen, making me look at her. "It's been a long time since I skew myself against your rod."

"That's a nasty thing to say," I replied with a light chuckle.

"Doesn't matter," she mumbled as she started to unbutton my shirt while slowly rubbing her womanhood against my hardness. "I will do anything for you."

"Not here," I grabbed her hand, making her look at me. "My family is here."

"And that's exactly why I am doing this," she whispered again as she slowly got up before kneeling between my legs. "They need to know you belong to only me."

"Nadya," I tried to stop her, but she glared at me like a child who got her toy snatched.

And she didn't listen as she started to unbutton my trousers.

"Nadya."

"Please, baby," she looked at me with pleading eyes, her tone needy.

"....Sigh.. Fine," I lay on the bed again, letting her be.

I felt her inclining her head closer towards my underwear as she mumbled, "I miss your smell."

"Neil."

But just as she took the tip of my staff out, the door opened up.

"....."

"....."

With my trousers down to my knees and Nadya on her knees with her face closely buried between my legs, the tip of my staff peeking out...

Elysia took a moment to register what was happening before her mouth opened up on her own.

Slam!

And without a word, she slammed the door back before I heard a loud squealing sound.

".....I thought you closed the door."

"....And I thought your mother or maid might open it."