EVELARA
“Ah—um,” I fumbled, trying to cover my sins. “I-it's nothing baby! It's nothing!” I tried to cover up.
But this child— this stubborn child wasn’t letting it go. He was definitely his father's blood! Like father, like son!
Eryx stepped closer, then suddenly, he sniffed and stiffened. His small face scrunched up.
“You smell weird,” he announced bluntly.
My heart slammed hard. He wouldn't know, would he?
Then he squinted harder, staring at my dress, my hair, my neck, my whole face, and then—
“…you smell like dad.”
My breath stuttered so hard I nearly choked. Immediately my eyes snapped at the nanny who stood in a little distance but hearing every single thing!
When I glanced at her, she lowered her gaze but, she had a fu**king smile on her lips! Damn! She
