Side Story 2 – The Greediest Man (Part 1)

Lionel Astina, with his radiant golden hair and vivid blue eyes, and Rizer Carlisle, with his shimmering silver hair and ruby-red eyes, stood out distinctly.  

The features of the two ducal houses were so prominent in their appearances that anyone who saw the two children would remark how astonishingly alike they were to their respective fathers.  

For the four men, who had secretly hoped that the children would inherit Ria’s hair or eye color—or perhaps both—it was a bit disappointing.  

However, the fact that children from families tied to myths always inherited their father’s traits—whether in appearance or otherwise—was a longstanding characteristic they couldn’t change.  

Of course, from the moment the children were born, the four men had keenly spotted traces of Ria in their faces, traces that others couldn’t see. That realization had long since dispelled any lingering disappointment.  

As the days passed, the children’s round eyes and delicate noses began to resemble Ria more and more. Seeing these features filled the four men with a different kind of affection than what they felt for Ria. Just watching the children, who could barely do more than lie down, brought them immense happiness each day.  

But the happiest moments of all were…  

“Ah…”  

…when, each evening, Rune nursed from Ria, drinking the sweet br*ast milk they had longed for.  

“Does it hurt?”  

Rune, who had been sucking firmly like a child, lifted his lips to ask. His hands, which continued to massage her br*ast gently, caused Ria to let out a faint, soft moan as she shook her head.  

Satisfied that she wasn’t in pain, Rune returned to teasing her n*pple with his tongue before moving to the other side. He took it into his mouth, pressing it gently with his fingers as if to extract the milk. The milk squirted into his mouth, coating his tongue.  

With eyes clouded in bliss, Rune licked up every drop of milk that had dripped onto Ria’s pale skin, even those that hadn’t made it into his mouth. He finished with a soft kiss on the tip of her n*pple.  

“Our sons already know how to take care of their father. Aren’t they such good boys?”  

Milk had also flowed over Rune’s hand, which was gripping her br*ast. As he licked the milk off the veins on the back of his hand, his low voice was thick with raw desire.  

“Mmm, really…”  

Ria, her breathing now heated, ran her fingers through Rune’s golden hair before lightly slapping his shoulder. The soft silk of his shirt brushed against her palm.  

“You said you’d massage me, but this was your plan all along, wasn’t it?”  

All four of them used the excuse of massaging her to do the same thing, so it was impossible for her not to be suspicious.  

Of course, their hidden desires had never gone beyond this point—not once.  

Just as Rune smirked lazily and began to climb on top of her, responding to her sharp words…  

“Waaaaah!”  

The loud cries of the twins echoed through the room.  

At the sound, Ria’s eyes widened. She quickly adjusted her clothes and leapt from the bed, leaving like the wind.  

Left alone on the bed in an instant, Rune let out a deep sigh and collapsed face-first onto the mattress.  

“…I take back what I said about them being good boys.”  

His muffled voice, buried in the sheets, was filled with sorrow.  

Unlike how they had troubled their mother with severe morning sickness, the twins were incredibly calm after being born.  

However, it didn’t take long to discover that their calmness only lasted when Ria was nearby.  

Because this was her first time as a mother, and since Ria was still young and had few older women around to guide her, she had initially wanted to raise the children entirely on her own. But in the end, they had to hire a nanny.  

The nanny, recommended by Knox as someone with close ties to the Marquisate, was a highly skilled professional from the northern region. The twins seemed to accept her care surprisingly well at first, which reassured everyone.  

However, the moment Ria stepped out for a brief rest, leaving the sleeping twins with the nanny, they somehow sensed her absence, opened their eyes, and wailed loudly.  

From that moment on, Ria realized that the twins became sensitive whenever she wasn’t around.  

Thankfully, if she told them beforehand, “I’ll be back soon,” they wouldn’t cry when she left. Of course, if they woke up or if her absence stretched too long, they would cry for her again.  

Because of this, the four men were constantly frustrated. Even the rare moments they managed to steal with her were always interrupted.  

“At this rate, I’m going to waste away.”  

Rune sighed deeply once again, his words devoid of exaggeration or pretense.  

They needed more of Ria. No matter how much time they spent with her, it was never enough.  

***

Initially, the twins had small appetites, so there was always enough milk left for the four men to indulge in their massages.  

But perhaps the twins had realized that their fathers were stealing their share. Their appetites suddenly grew, leaving less milk for the men.  

Consequently, Ria received fewer massages. Or, to be more precise, the twins seemed to sense whenever their fathers tried to take her away and would cry or make noise to stop them.  

It might sound absurd, but the four men were instinctively convinced: they had new rivals vying for Ria’s attention.  

While the tiny babies’ actions were undeniably adorable, their thirst for Ria’s attention burned even brighter.  

Since returning from the villa last winter, they had been busy with work. When they learned of Ria’s pregnancy, her doctor had strongly advised against intimacy until after the birth.  

It had been over a year since they last held her in their arms.  

The prolonged abstinence was more than enough to weigh down their minds, already burdened with intense and shadowy desires.  

Though they refrained from kidnapping her to the villa—knowing Ria would worry about the children—it was clear that they were always on the verge of snapping, waiting for any opportunity to pounce.  

Perhaps the heavens had taken pity on their desperate longing.  

Just when they thought they could no longer contain their burning desires, a tantalizing sight appeared before their eyes.  

***

Ria stood before the mirror, turning this way and that to examine her reflection. A small gemstone dangled from the black lace choker around her neck.  

The outfit, which resembled a maid’s uniform, was far too short.  

The plunging neckline revealed half of her cleavage, and the buttons strained against her ample chest, as if they might pop off at any moment. The fabric clung tightly to her slender waist, accentuating her figure.  

The skirt was so short that her pale legs, clad in black stockings held up by garters, were fully exposed. When she moved, her underwear was visible.  

The outfit, purchased from the adult boutique “Luna,” was clearly designed for such purposes. But still…  

Ria buried her face in her hands, her cheeks flushed bright red. Even her ears burned hot.

Ria, in truth, had always wanted to spend time with them wholeheartedly. Even before she gave birth to the two children, and even after, she felt as though she hadn’t been able to properly care for them. She had even gone so far as to personally ask Serena for these clothes, proving that her feelings were just as strong as theirs without needing words.

However, despite her confident request, she couldn’t hide the embarrassment that surged once she actually wore the outfit.

Serena had sent the clothes along with a letter suggesting that since she was already wearing a maid’s outfit, she might as well try role-playing. But Ria felt that was simply impossible.

‘…No. This is exactly when I need to stand tall and face it confidently!’

After burying her face in her hands for a long moment, Ria made a firm resolution internally and lowered her hands. Her dark brown eyes gleamed faintly with determination.

That is, until she met the eyes of the four men who had just entered the room and froze upon seeing her.

Their round eyes widened. For a moment, it felt as if time had stopped, with all of them frozen in place, simply staring at each other.

Ria’s mind was a chaotic mess.

As she tried to recall the time they usually returned home from their official duties at the palace, she realized, amidst her jumbled thoughts, that something was off. They had come home earlier than expected.

As her gaze darted around nervously, Ria unconsciously let out a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding and bit her lip.

At this point, just as Serena had advised—boldly, shamelessly pushing forward seemed like the best way to overcome her embarrassment.

Most importantly, she had already spent the day coaxing and calming the two children before entrusting them to the nanny’s care so she could come out. If she ran away or backed down now, who knew when she’d have another chance?

Ria licked her red lips lightly and turned toward them. With her eyes curving sweetly, she began to close the distance between them step by step.

The closer she got to their stiff, unmoving figures, the more she noticed their bodies flinch slightly. Encouraged by their reactions, Ria finally reached them, extending her arms to wrap around Rune’s neck, the closest of the four.

Her tightly gathered chest, accentuated by the small, snug outfit, pressed firmly against his chest. Because she hadn’t yet weaned her child, the pressure caused her front to gradually dampen.

Standing on her tiptoes to match his tall height, Ria planted a brief kiss on Rune’s lips. The loud “smack” sound reverberated unusually clearly, causing their Adam’s apples to bob visibly.

Today, her dark brown eyes, filled with sensuality, scanned each of their gazes one by one before curving sweetly. Her red, moist lips parted slowly.

“Welcome home.”

Her voice, both sweet and seductive, softly called out to them.

“Master.”

The beasts, who had been waiting impatiently to tear off their leashes, would never let the tempting prey that had walked into their den escape.