VENUS & MARS [MPREG ENG VERSION]

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|CHAPTER XIV|

That night, a part of the Bowers was out to dinner. Apparently, only Louis and I stayed in the house, as he was quite tired and preferred to spend the entire afternoon sleeping in my arms. For a moment, I could take a nap, even if I thought about a thousand different things.

I decided to leave the room for a moment just to smoke a cigarette, although Harry had sent me some great tips on how to quit the habit.

As I walked past the door, I heard a melody, a sound coming straight out of the basement. At the same time, I thought it was Harry, maybe he was there the whole time and I hadn't even noticed. My mind was only thinking about the newly discovered feelings, it was difficult to pay attention to anything else.

I couldn't sleep without thinking about him, I couldn't focus on anything else either. It was hard to deal with, my brain begged me to take several steps away from that door, while my heart begged me to take several more steps forward.

I know that I had to be more rational, but at that moment I followed my heart and my heart made me open that door.

When I finally went down into the basement, I realized that none of the children were there. Just him sitting down while he was sculpting something new.

This time he used one of those rotary instruments modeling a piece that looked a lot like a ceramic bowl. He was also wearing a long white shirt with open buttons that showed part of his chest. He had his hair out and his eyes concentrated on what he was doing.

Harry hadn't noticed me, and while he was working, he was also humming the music that was playing, which I had never heard before.

"Numb, is how I feel deep inside my soul" he sang the song. "Need to feel that I am on the line. I'm sorry that I dragged you down my way."

It was the first time I had heard him sing and his voice was even more beautiful that way. I continued to appreciate his voice until the end of the song. I saw sadness in that look, so I focused their attention on me.

"Hey…" I whispered to him.

And then I noticed some light in those eyes.

"Is that really you or am I seeing ghosts?" he joked.

"It's me, I have not died yet." I answered, laughing as I approached him. "I was watching you and you're a great singer."

"No, I'm not." he blushed.

"Yes, you are. By the way, what's that you're doing? I thought you were out to dinner with the others."

"This is a part of your wedding present. I decided to do it now since I didn't have much to explore. I wasn't invited to the family dinner."

My mood changed quite quickly. I was happy to know that this wedding gift would come from his hands. But another part of me was filled with hatred and sadness to know that Harry was not only despised by Louis, his presence seemed to be dispensable to all the adults in that house.