Aurora:
“Do you understand me, neonata?” Ezio asked, looking me in the eye, waiting for a response from me to give him.
I had none, but I knew one thing, I knew that I was more content by his side than I had ever been.
I connected my lips with his, careful not to shake our daughter who was laying in his arms, calm, asleep, and content within her father’s embrace.
Ezio kissed me back with the same gentle manner, and it wasn’t until I pulled away that I saw his eyes darkening with lust, an expression that I could vaguely remember from our time being intimate together.
He looked down at our little one for a second before getting up from the couch, making my eyes widen in surprise as I grew not only flustered, but also anxious. His eyes wouldn’t meet mine, and when he laid her inside her
