His Other Half

Eighty-nine

⚠️Warning

This chapter contains strong adult content including graphic language. If you aren't comfortable with that don't read.

Pablo

"Excuse me?" Ahsha questioned as she turned to look up at me. "Do I have to stay the whole night?" "Yes. This party is for you and our child." She rolled her eyes. "I understand that—," She glared at me. "And I'm very excited to see what you have in store for us."

"Good answer." I kissed her cheek. "Gone come in here talking about some do I have to stay the whole time. Duh. Do you think I want to be sucked into that dress or wear those heels and deal with a demon one-year-old?"

"Yes to the dress and heels. You love getting to dress up like a supervillain. And was that a shot at our joy of a son?" She smiled. "Alright, so maybe I am a little excited. I really did put in a lot of effort to make this night fun for everyone. I want you and all our guests to enjoy it." She looked so happy, and I'd witnessed all the effort she'd put into tonight.

"Besides it's our son's first birthday." I chuckled. "I know and I'm excited for that. I just hate these royal events. These are more of Malik's thing." "I agree." We turned to find Ares and Marius in the doorway. Ahsha sighed. "Come on." "We didn't say we weren't going to go," Marius added.

Ahsha rose to her feet and our eyes followed her. "Stop that." "We're just looking," Ares smirked and her eyes narrowed. "And thinking, so stop it." "You're the one walking around in that thin tank top, with no bra." She rolled her eyes. 

"You have corrupted him." She huffed while Marius laughed, and Ares rolled his eyes. In the near five months since Marius joined the household he and Ares got into a fight. That one fight settled any issues between them somehow and they were like best friends now.

They were nearly the same person in many aspects Marius was a more levelheaded version of Ares. My attention was brought back to the situation in front of me as Marius chuckled. The two of them inched closer to her and I snorted watching her back away just as slowly. Her narrowed eyes met mine as I leaned on her vanity. "And you're just going to watch?" "Oh, would you like me to join?" She disappeared at that. 'You horny freaky fucks.' Her voice bellowed in our head. "That's a new one." Marius laughed. 'What happened?' Malik questioned.

Ahsha

I was looking at myself in the mirror when Malik, Marius, and Pablo came into view behind me. My hand slowly ran down the silky fabric of my dress as I turned little by little before finally facing three of my four mates.

Their eyes traced up my body taking their time before finally meeting my eyes. "Well?" If they were going to check me out so blatantly I at least wanted to hear a compliment, because I knew for a fact I looked damn good.

"You are the definition of perfection, sweet mate." Pablo moved first kissing my cheek. "Thank you, Lo." He smiled at the use of the nickname. It had come about randomly, and he loved it. Malik took my hand gently pulling me out of Pablo's grip before spinning me.

"Fate truly blessed us with you." He kissed me softly before things deepened rather quickly. Malik groaned at the sudden separation, and we looked at Pablo. "Too touchy." He griped. The two of them bickered as Marius continued to stare at me.

"No comment?" I mused and his eyes flashed blue. "Yes, Cyrus?" "Ești mai frumoasă decât cuvintele." (You are more beautiful than words) "Not gonna lie the only word I caught was beautiful." He smiled.