Chapter 110: A Secret Message from Eva

Chapter 110: Chapter 110: A Secret Message from Eva

~Third- POV~

"Always, sweetheart," Frederick whispered, tilting Reynold’s chin up before capturing his lips in a long, lingering kiss.

When they finally pulled apart, Reynold leaned closer and whispered against Frederick’s ear, "I love you so much." He then pressed a sweet kiss to the tip of Frederick’s nose.

Frederick’s heart melted. "I love you more," he murmured, kissing Reynold’s forehead before sliding his hands to Reynold’s waist and gently tickling him.

Reynold burst into bright, melodious giggles, squirming on Frederick’s lap as he tried to fend off those large, teasing hands. "Daddy, stop it! Stop!"

Frederick chuckled, mimicking Reynold’s breathless protests in a playful voice. "’Daddy, stop it... I love hearing that... Daddy, please don’t stop... Daddy, right there...’"

Reynold’s face instantly flushed crimson. He let out an embarrassed whine and hid his hot cheeks behind his hands before peeking at Frederick through his fingers. "Do you know how that feels?"

Frederick shook his head, an amused smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. "No, sweetheart. Why don’t you tell me?"

Reynold smiled shyly, his voice dropping to an embarrassed whisper as he looked down at Frederick’s collarbone. "You know... when you hit that spot, I really can’t help it. Those words just always come out of my mouth, and most of the time, I don’t even realize what I’m saying because I’m enjoying it so much..."

Frederick’s dark eyes softened with affection. He didn’t interrupt, simply gazing at Reynold as he spoke. Even after Reynold finished, Frederick remained silent, his eyes lingering on every detail of his face.

Under Frederick’s intense gaze, Reynold grew shy. He fidgeted on Frederick’s lap, trying to look away as his blush deepened.

"Is... is there something on my face?" Reynold asked nervously, raising a hand to touch his cheek.

"Yes," Frederick replied smoothly.

Reynold immediately brought both hands to his face, checking his cheeks. "Where? What is it?"

Frederick chuckled softly and reached up, gently catching Reynold’s hand. He lowered it before lifting the other to cup Reynold’s cheek, his thumb brushing tenderly across the soft skin.

"There’s beauty in your eyes," he murmured, gazing into them with a tenderness that made Reynold’s heart flutter. "You have beautiful eyes, a beautiful smile, beautiful teeth, beautiful lips, beautiful skin..." His thumb traced Reynold’s cheek as a fond smile curved his lips. "And you smell damn amazing."

Reynold’s breath caught in his throat. Overwhelmed by the affection in Frederick’s voice, he ducked his head, trying to hide his burning face in the crook of Frederick’s neck.

"Everything about you is beautiful, Reynold," Frederick continued huskily, lowering his hand from Reynold’s cheek to his waist and pulling him closer until their hips were pressed firmly together. "And if I weren’t careful, that alone could make me want to fuck you day and night, every single day."

Reynold gasped softly at the blunt words. His heart pounded wildly as a shiver ran down his spine.

Frederick gently tilted Reynold’s face up, meeting his dilated eyes.

"Tell me, Reynold," he whispered, his thumb lightly tracing the outline of Reynold’s lower lip. "Do you feel the same way about me? What attracts you to me the most?"

Reynold’s pulse quickened. Under Frederick’s intense gaze, his cheeks grew hot. He bit his lower lip shyly, his fingers nervously tracing the fine stitching along Frederick’s shirt before settling over the steady beat of his heart.

"You... you really want to know?" Reynold whispered, his voice trembling just a little with sweet vulnerability.

"I want to hear every single word, sweetheart," Frederick murmured, his thumb lightly stroking Reynold’s waist, silently encouraging him.

Reynold took a small, shaky breath and looked up, his eyes shining with emotion.

"At first... it was how handsome you are," Reynold admitted, a faint, embarrassed chuckle escaping his lips as he ducked his head for a second. "You’re so tall, so broad, and your voice... whenever you speak, it makes my whole chest feel warm. But... it didn’t take long for me to realize that it wasn’t just your looks that made me fall for you."

He paused, sliding his arms around Frederick’s broad shoulders before resting his chin against his chest so he could look directly into his eyes.

"What attracts me the most to you... is the way you make me feel," Reynold confessed, his voice dropping into a tender whisper. "My whole life, I was used to being pushed aside, ignored, and made to feel like I was a burden. I never knew what it felt like to have someone care about me, or stand up for me, or protect me."

A warm smile spread across Reynold’s face, and his eyes glistened with happy tears.

"Then I came into your life, and everything changed. The way you look at me like I’m the only person in the room... the way you hold me when I’m scared... the way your hands feel around my waist..." He paused, his smile growing softer. "I’ve never felt so safe in my entire life, Frederick. When I’m in your arms, I feel like nothing in this world can hurt me."

Reynold leaned in closer, brushing his lips gently against Frederick’s jaw before resting his forehead against his.

"You make me feel wanted. You make me feel cherished and loved in a way I didn’t even know was possible. That’s what attracts me to you the most, Daddy. Your strength... your warmth... and the way I feel completely safe whenever I’m with you." His voice softened to a whisper. "You’re my home."

Frederick’s breath caught in his chest. The raw honesty in Reynold’s words touched him deeply, filling him with an overwhelming tenderness. He tightened his hold on Reynold’s waist and drew him closer.

"My little pet," Frederick murmured, his voice thick with emotion.

He cupped the back of Reynold’s head and drew him into a deep, passionate kiss. When they finally parted, Frederick brushed his lips against Reynold’s and murmured, "Tell me something, sweetheart. Of all the times we’ve been intimate, which one did you enjoy the most? Be honest with me. You don’t have to feel shy."

Reynold blushed deeply, his gaze dropping shyly as he whispered against Frederick’s lips, "I enjoy every time you touch me, Daddy. But... the time we had sex in your office is still one of my favorites."

Frederick tilted his head slightly, curiosity flickering in his eyes. "Why the time we spent together at the office, baby?"

"Reynold hid his flushed face against Frederick’s shoulder, whispering shyly into the crook of his neck. ’Because... you took your time with me. You sucked my hole, and that felt so good, but you haven’t done that again since then. Maybe that’s why I can’t stop thinking about that day.’"

A low chuckle rumbled in Frederick’s chest. His eyes softened with affection as he pressed a warm kiss to Reynold’s flushed cheek.

"I’m sorry, sweetheart. I understand now," he murmured. "I want you to feel comfortable telling me what you like. If I ever forget something that makes you feel good, you can always tell me what you want, and I’ll do my best to make it happen. Understand?"

Reynold looked up, biting his lip with a sweet smile. "Okay, Daddy."

Frederick’s hands slid down Reynold’s hips, his voice lowering with a playful promise. "How about tonight? Shall we do it?"

Reynold’s breath caught. He nodded, meeting Frederick’s gaze for a brief moment before his shyness got the better of him. He quickly looked away, trying to hide his wide, beaming smile.

Frederick smiled, utterly charmed by how adorable his little pet could be. "All right. Let me make a few calls first, then we’ll go downstairs for dinner. After that, I’ll spend the rest of the night with you. So, prepare yourself for a very long night, okay?"

Reynold nodded happily. He began to climb off Frederick’s lap, but before he could walk away, Frederick reached out, grabbed one of his buttocks, and gave it a firm, playful spank.

Reynold flinched and turned to look at him. "Daddy, stop!"

Frederick only smiled and gave his butt another playful spank.

The sharp smack made Reynold squeal in delight. He turned around with a bright smile. "I’ll be in the room!" he announced.

As he walked away, he thought, I need to get ready for tonight. A giggle escaped him as he quickened his pace toward the sliding glass door leading from the balcony into the master bedroom. He stepped inside and headed straight for the bed, leaving Frederick on the balcony to make his private calls.

With a flutter of excitement in his chest, Reynold picked up his phone from the nightstand. He intended to search for a few cute but daring ideas to drive Frederick wild that night. He wanted to leave Frederick completely obsessed with him and show him just how much he adored him.

However, the moment he unlocked his phone, a flood of notifications filled the screen. Dozens of missed calls from an unfamiliar, unlisted number appeared alongside a string of frantic text alerts from his estranged stepmother and father.

Reynold’s smile faded slightly. He didn’t bother opening any of his family’s messages, dismissing them without a second thought.

Just as he swiped to open his browser, a new text message appeared at the top of his screen. It was from another unknown number.

Reynold frowned and tapped the notification to read it.

Unknown Number:

Reynold, it’s Eva. I know things aren’t exactly good between us, and you probably don’t want to hear from me, but I really need to talk to you about something important. It concerns you and Frederick, and I think you deserve to know the truth.

Please don’t tell Frederick I contacted you. I don’t want him to know about this conversation until we’ve had a chance to talk. I’d like to meet with you privately, somewhere we can speak without anyone interrupting us.

Let me know when you’ll be free, and I’ll arrange my schedule around yours. Please come alone, Reynold. I promise I wouldn’t be reaching out if this weren’t important.

Reynold stared at the glowing screen, his eyes widening in confusion and unease. His thumb hovered over the message as his mind raced.

What could Eva possibly want to tell him in secret?