NTR SAGAS

Chapter 37: Where Did Those Sounds Come From?



The next morning, Nadia woke up early since she barely slept and was keeping watch on Lucas the entire time, monitoring his condition to see if he was becoming better.

Fortunately, he seemed to have slept well in her presence, and the medicine he took seemed to have worked its magic overnight, making him look really well as soon as it was daybreak.

Lucas woke up feeling as fit as an ox and immediately hugged his mother, burying his face in between her milky breasts, "I love you so much, mother. You are always the one saving me. I wish I could be a man for you rather than be someone whom you have to constantly take care of," Lucas said in a guilt-ridden tone.

Nadia felt even more bad seeing how guilty he was feeling when she was the one who was supposed to be like this. Still, she could only force a weak smile as she kissed his head, "Don't think like that, Lucas. Even if I am your woman, it doesn't mean I can't take care of you. As a man and a woman in a relationship, we take care of each other. But right now, you should only focus on becoming stronger. Don't worry about me. The palace is a very comfortable place, but you need to be careful in the royal sect."

Lucas firmly nodded as he decided to never train alone next time, "I understand, mother. Next time I will be very careful. I also have to thank Celia for saving me."

The moment Lucas mentioned the name of a girl, Nadia felt some kind of hardness in her chest as she gently raised Lucas and asked casually, "Celia? Who is that? Don't tell me she is that…"

Lucas eagerly replied, "Yes! I don't know if you remember her, but she used to hang around our place all those years ago, and we used to play together every day. At that time, I thought she was just the daughter of a farmer since she was staying in a farmhouse, but only now I realized that she was staying at her grandparent's house, where her grandparents had renounced their wealthy lives to settle for a modest one. She is actually from a bigshot noble family. Can you believe that, mother?"

Nadia had a glazed expression as she remembered the name 'Celia'. She remembered how Lucas would be very excited and happy to meet and play with her all those years ago. She was only happy Lucas had a friend to play with.

But now, seeing how his expression changes whenever he mentions her name made Nadia feel a bit threatened since she could see that he was quite fond of that girl and probably might even like her in some way.

Still, she realized that she didn't have the right to get worked up, especially after everything she had done. 'I can't believe I was getting jealous over a girl. I don't even deserve to. Maybe it's best that Lucas at least has a good companion in the royal sect who cares about him,' Nadia thought upon hearing the details Lucas keenly mentioned about Celia saving him from the bullies.

"Mother, you should meet her. I am sure she will be happy to see you too," Lucas said with a bright smile, to which Nadia nodded with a smile, "Of course. Who knows, we may meet each other sooner than you think. I also have a big surprise waiting for you, but I won't spoil it and let you see it yourself soon."

Lucas's eyes gleamed as he asked with a wide smile, "A surprise? What kind of? It is not even my birthday."

"Aww, my sweetie. It doesn't have to be your birthday for me to give you a surprise. But I am sure you will like it," Nadia said with an alluring smile, making Lucas get a hard-on as he suddenly plundered her lips.

Nadia was a bit startled, but upon feeling his warmth and love, she hugged him as she reciprocated his kiss. She began to kiss him passionately as if to make up for whatever she did, even though she knew, in reality, it wouldn't make up for anything.

Lucas' little brother was getting quite the hard-on with such an aggressive effort from Nadia, which was a bit unusual to him. Still, he didn't mind as long as he could enjoy his lover's kiss.

His hands were busy squeezing her big snowy breasts, and again was astonished at himself that he had such a magnificent woman as his lover. Only the barrier of her being his stepmom stood in his way for all these years but right when that barrier was about to fade away, Yiman and the Soulstar Kingdom had to ruin it all.

But Lucas was even more determined to take it all back and then leave with Nadia to a place where nobody can ever find them.

The two shared a loving kiss for a while, and Nadia felt an itch down in her nether regions and was about to pull down Lucas' pants to have sex with him when Lucas reluctantly stopped her, "Mother…I-I have to go. The teachers won't let me enter if I arrive late. I can't even bargain like those kids from noble families."

Lucas actually didn't want to go since he felt that it had been a long while since he became one with his lover. But at the same time, he knew how important his classes were, especially since becoming strong was his utmost priority to save Nadia from her situation.

However, Lucas suddenly remembered the sounds he heard last night. Since his memories were fuzzy, it didn't strike him at that time. But now that his head was clear, he remembered Nadia saying that Yiman can't function in bed. Then whose moans were those? He was sure it was Yiman's room on the other side, and other than him, who else would dare to enter his room and have sex with a woman?

This just left some kind of uneasiness in his chest as he looked at Nadia and asked, after some hesitation, "Mother…you said that Yiman can't function in bed…right?"

Nadia felt a chill going down her spine upon Lucas suddenly bringing it up. But she was putting up her best neutral expression as she asked with a hint of confusion, "Yes…why do you ask? Did anything happen?"

Lucas stiffly shook his head as he said, "I-I don't know….but I am pretty sure I heard some sounds coming from his room through the walls here. A-And those sounds…they were coming from a woman. So if what you said is true, how come I heard such sounds?"


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