Chapter 123: Even My Big Baby Needs Love

Chapter 123: Chapter 123: Even My Big Baby Needs Love

~Third- POV~

"No, Eva," Chloe said firmly, catching her by the wrists before she could get up from the floor. "Absolutely not."

Eva’s face fell, confusion and desperation clouding her features. "Why? You just said you know where she is!"

"I do, Eva, but I’m not telling you just yet," Chloe replied, holding her gaze. "I need to be sure that you’re doing this for Lily, not because you’re hoping to get back into Frederick’s life. And we can’t go behind his back. If you want to see your daughter again, we’ll have to talk to Frederick first and get his permission."

"Frederick won’t allow it!" Eva cried, shaking her head desperately. "He won’t tell me anything, and he won’t let me see her! He despises me, Chloe! He won’t!"

"If Frederick sees that you’re genuinely serious about being a mother to Lily, he may be willing to give you a chance," Chloe replied steadily. "He needs to know that you’re sincere and that you’re not trying to use your daughter as a way to get back into his life. Frederick loves Lily more than anything. If he sees that your intentions are genuine, he may agree to let you see her."

"You don’t understand..." Eva whispered, tears filling her eyes again. "Frederick won’t allow me..."

"You won’t know that until you try, Eva," Chloe reassured her. "But first, you need to let him go. You need to heal and learn to accept that he has chosen to move on with his life."

Eva stared at her friend for a long moment. Slowly, the desperation in her expression gave way to a quiet, solemn resolve. She swallowed hard and nodded weakly.

"I’ll try..." she whispered, wiping away her tears with her uninjured hand. "I really will. I just hope he lets me see her..."

"Then show him you mean it," Chloe said softly, drawing Eva into her arms and gently patting her back. "Stop worrying about Frederick for now. Focus on becoming the mother Lily deserves."

Eva wrapped her arms around Chloe and buried her face in her shoulder, crying as the weight of her regret finally caught up with her.

Deep down, she knew Chloe was right. She had lost Frederick, and she had to accept that he wasn’t coming back. But she still had a chance to rebuild her relationship with Lily. It was time to stop chasing a man who had moved on and start working toward becoming the mother her daughter deserved.

Meanwhile, high above the clouds, Frederick and Reynold had just finished their evening meal. They remained seated in the quiet luxury of the cabin, relaxing in their plush leather chairs after enjoying their food.

After a few moments, Frederick turned toward the window and gazed out at the starry night sky. His expression gradually grew distant as his thoughts drifted back to everything that had happened that day the confrontation at the company, Eva’s actions, and his final decision to cut her out of his life for good.

"Babe?" Reynold called softly.

Frederick didn’t respond, too lost in his thoughts to hear him.

"Frederick?" Reynold tried again, but he still received no response.

Rather than call his name a third time, Reynold unfastened his seat belt and rose from his chair. He walked over to Frederick and settled onto his lap, straddling his thighs.

The sudden movement startled Frederick, pulling him out of his thoughts. He blinked and looked up at the beautiful boy sitting on his lap.

"Sweetheart..." he murmured, his voice slightly husky as he rested his hands on Reynold’s hips. "Do you need anything?"

Reynold gazed into his dark eyes for a moment, studying his expression. Instead of answering, he asked softly, "Are you okay?"

Frederick gave him a faint, reassuring smile. "Yes, I’m fine."

Reynold tilted his head, concern lingering in his eyes. "Are you sure?"

"Yes, baby," Frederick replied, gently running a hand down his waist. "Is there something you want?"

A playful, seductive spark lit up Reynold’s eyes. He leaned down slightly, biting his lower lip as he whispered close to Frederick’s ear, "Yes... baby."

Frederick’s lips twitched upward into a small smile. "What do you want, hm?"

Reynold leaned closer, his warm breath fanning against Frederick’s neck as he murmured, "I need your attention, Daddy."

Frederick chuckled, looking at him affectionately. "You’re being naughty."

Reynold shifted his weight, grinding his hips lightly against Frederick’s lap to press against his groin, looking into his eyes with sultry devotion. "I want to be naughty only for you, Daddy."

Frederick smiled, his hands tightening on Reynold’s waist. "Can you really handle it tonight?"

"More than anything," Reynold whispered teasingly.

Frederick gently smoothed the back of Reynold’s hair. "You should rest first, sweetheart. You’ve just finished a heavy meal."

Reynold noticed the faint exhaustion in Frederick’s eyes. Realizing that Frederick was carrying a heavy burden and merely trying to put on a brave face for his sake, Reynold dropped his flirtatious act. His expression softened as he rested his head against Frederick’s shoulder.

"Actually... I’m feeling a little tired," Reynold murmured. "I think I want to sleep now."

"Alright," Frederick replied, pressing a tender kiss to the side of Reynold’s neck. "I’ll have the crew show you to the private master suite so you can rest. I’ll join you shortly."

Reynold shook his head gently against Frederick’s neck. "No, Daddy... come with me. I want you to hold me and cuddle me to sleep."

Frederick smiled tenderly and pressed a kiss to his cheek. "Alright, my little pet. Let’s go."

Reynold climbed off Frederick’s lap, and Frederick rose to his feet, taking Reynold’s hand in his. Together, they walked down the jet’s private corridor toward the master bedroom suite, which the crew had already prepared with fresh silk sheets and plush pillows.

As soon as the bedroom door closed behind them, giving them complete privacy, Reynold turned to Frederick and immediately wrapped his arms around his neck. He pulled him down and pressed his lips to Frederick’s in a deep, passionate kiss.

Frederick melted into the kiss, wrapping his arms tightly around Reynold’s waist and pulling his slender body flush against his own. As the kiss deepened, he slid his hands down to the backs of Reynold’s thighs and lifted him effortlessly.

Reynold instinctively wrapped his legs around Frederick’s hips, holding him close as Frederick carried him across the room and gently laid him on the soft pillows of the grand bed.

Frederick hovered over him, deepening the kiss as his hands framed Reynold’s face. As the kiss grew heavier and more intense, Reynold slid his hand down between their bodies and reached for Frederick’s cock through his trousers.

However, the moment his fingers brushed against Frederick’s length, he paused.

Normally, the slightest touch or romantic invitation from Reynold would have Frederick rock-hard instantly. But right now, he was completely soft.

Reynold gently pulled his lips away and looked up at Frederick. He cupped Frederick’s jaw, whispering tenderly, "Daddy... what’s wrong?"

Frederick froze for a second, staring down at Reynold’s beautiful, concerned face. He slowly brushed a stray strand of hair away from Reynold’s forehead and let out a quiet, weary sigh.

"Maybe... all I need right now is just a hug, sweetheart," Frederick admitted, his voice carrying an unusual vulnerability. "I don’t want you to think—"

"I understand," Reynold interrupted gently, placing a finger against Frederick’s lips to quiet his doubts. A tender smile spread across his face as he looked at Frederick with understanding. "You’re my big baby, and I’m not thinking anything else except that my big baby is stressed and needs to rest."

Frederick stared at him, deeply touched by Reynold’s understanding and care. The tension in his shoulders began to ease.

"Thank you, sweetheart," he whispered.

"You don’t ever have to thank me," Reynold murmured, his eyes filled with love. "You’re my big baby. Even though you’re much bigger and stronger than me, I can still hold you all night until you feel better. So come here..."

Reynold gently guided Frederick down onto his chest. Frederick settled against him, resting his head comfortably near Reynold’s collarbone as he wrapped his arms around the younger man’s waist.

Reynold cradled Frederick’s head, running his fingers soothingly through his hair before pressing a lingering kiss to his forehead.

"My big baby needs to be pampered too," Reynold whispered, gently stroking Frederick’s hair. "You spend so much time taking care of everyone else, but you don’t always have to be strong, you know? When you’re tired, you can lean on me. When the world feels too heavy, just come to me, and let me hold you. You don’t have to carry everything alone, Daddy. I’m here, and I’m not going anywhere. So just relax, hold me close, and let me take care of you for once."

Frederick’s heart melted at Reynold’s words. He held him a little tighter and kissed his forehead. "I love you so much, Reynold," he murmured.

"I love you more, Frederick," Reynold replied softly.

Frederick nestled closer, wrapping his arms securely around his little pet as a peaceful smile touched his lips. He closed his eyes, finally allowing himself to relax in the warmth of Reynold’s embrace...