Author's Notes: I am really sorry for the late update. I had trouble putting words to paper. This chapter didn't come so easily. But here it is. I hope you like it.
The first time Kenta saw her, he immediately knew that she was different from the women he usually took. Apart from being a virgin, he sensed that she was there for a reason other than offering herself to him.
He should have known to trust his instinct.
When he prepared her for sex, he noted the way she responded to him and he loved the way she easily let him take charge. She was so responsive to his touches that he was tempted to take her right there and then even though it was her first time.
In the end, he restrained himself and took his time with her.
The entire night with her was something else. That was the night he couldn't forget so easily, even though he saw her true face. He was shocked at first but came to accept it swiftly because she was an incredible lay. He couldn't stop himself from fucking her despite what he found everything about her.
He wanted her so terribly that he hadn't minded her deception at first.
He planned to confront her the next day, but she was already gone when he woke up. He was furious when he found out that she had left without even saying goodbye.
So he has spent nearly three weeks having his men scour Brockton Bay for her and he grew furious when his men came empty handed each day.
He wanted her so badly that he had not touched any women since that night with her.
All he wanted was her.
There was something about her that simply elicited his animal instinct and his possessiveness.
He wanted to fuck her again and again until he ruined her for other men or until all she thought about was him and no one else.
So when he received a message from her that they should meet at one of the restaurants he owns, he was overjoyed and excited to finally see her again.
He dropped everything that he needed to do that day just to meet with her and what a surprise she had for him.
A son.
He has a son with her and he felt conflicted at first until he saw his son.
His son looked so tiny that his protective instinct rose within him.
Then, he looked at the mother of his son and he immediately knew that he wanted her and their son in his life.
He would do everything he can to achieve that.
However, he was shocked to find out that Taylor is a minor.
Still sixteen years old.
He knew he would be in trouble if anyone else found out that he had sex with a minor. Even until now he was at war with himself just because he couldn't stop thinking about fucking her again.
And when she told him that she couldn't be with him until she was eighteen years old, he felt disappointed but he definitely understood her reason.
He would wait for her until she was eighteen to even pursue marriage with her.
In the meantime, he won't stop fucking her every chance he gets.
Maybe he can do it later once they are done shopping for the stuff needed for their son's nursery.
"How about this crib Kenta?" Taylor asks as she turns towards him. "Do you like it?"
Kenta is jolted from his thoughts and looks at the crib that Taylor points at.
It is the white crib that the sales lady has shown as a 'Hadley 5-in-1 convertible crib and changer with storage'.
The sales lady has shown them how the crib can be converted into a bed for when his son is older. The woman has also shown them the changing table which is connected to the crib as well as the small cabinets beneath it.
"Do you have any other color?" He asks the sales lady, who introduced herself as Megan earlier.
"There's two other different colors. The pebble gray and espresso colors, which one do you like?" The sales lady replies.
"Pebble gray," Kenta and Taylor say at the same time.
He grins at Taylor, who smiles right back at him.
"We have that at the back…So will you be purchasing the crib?" The sales lady asks.
He looks at Taylor, who simply nods her head.
"Yes," he tells the sales lady.
"Then, here is the barcode for you to take to the counter for payment," the sales lady says and hands a paper with a the product number on it.
"Alright. Let's go Taylor," Kenta says after accepting the paper.
Thereafter, he pushes the stroller forward, where their son is currently sleeping.
"Thanks for helping us Megan," he hears Taylor say to the sales lady as he walks ahead.
"You are very welcome Ma'am. I hope you both have a great day!" is the sales lady's immediate reply.
"Thanks! You too!"
He glances back and sees Taylor hurrying to catch after him.
"Are you sending your men to pick up what we purchased from here?" She asks him all of a sudden.
"Yes, I will send some of my loyal men to get the things that we purchased from here. I have already called ahead of time to prepare the room for our son. The room will be next to mine... It's probably going to take all day to prepare the room but we will be out most of it since we are going to buy the necessary things for our son's nursery room." He tells her.
There is a short pause as both go towards the counter where there is already a line. They fall in line behind an older couple, who looks at them and their sleeping son in the stroller.
"Awww…what an adorable child you have! How old is he?" The older woman asks as she peers at his son in the stroller.
Kenta just pointedly looks at Taylor, who replies, "He's six months old."
More like nearly three weeks old. He thinks wryly.
"Children at that age are fussy," the older man, who must be the woman's husband, comments. "I hope the little tyke is not keeping you up late at night Miss."
"Not really. My son sleeps well at night. He's not as fussy like other babies," is Taylor's swift assurance.
"That's good to know…so how long have you been married?" The older man questions.
Kenta glances at Taylor, who looks like she is about to panic.
"We are not actually married yet. But we are planning to in the future," He says smoothly while he wraps his arm around Taylor and pulls her close to him just to calm her down.
He can feel her lean into him and he simply tightens his hold around her.
"How long have you been together then?" The woman asks, sounding curious.
"Nearly three years," He lies and can feel Taylor stiffen beside him.
He rubs a hand on her shoulder to reassure her that he got this handled. She seems to relax into his hold afterward.
"How did you two meet?" The man inquires next.
"Well, Taylor here presented herself to me… Rather boldly if I must say at a social gathering," Kenta replies and grins mischievously down at Taylor, who is already downright blushing at his words.
"And what happens afterward?"
"I was instantly quite smitten with her the first time I saw her," He says, his grin widening when Taylor can't even meet his eyes while her face is as red as a tomato.
"And you?" The woman asks Taylor.
"Same," is Taylor's almost shy reply.
"And the rest is history," he tells the older couple.
"Next!" The cashier calls out at the front.
"That's us, Dear," the older woman says to her husband.
"We better pay for our purchases then," the man replies.
The woman then turns to them and says as she moves closer to the counter, "Well, we hope you all the best."
"Yes, good fortune to you both," the man adds.
"Thanks", "Thank you," both Kenta and Taylor say at the same time.
Then, they watch as the older couple pay for their purchases before leaving.
They are soon up next and Kenta uses his credit card for the purchases. He is then told by the cashier to use the receipt to present to the staff when picking up the crib and other furniture they bought for their son's nursery room.
Afterward, they leave the store with him still pushing the stroller.
"So where to next?" He asks Taylor, who looks thoughtful.
"Kenta, I think we need to get our story straight first before anyone asks about us again," She tells him, meeting his gaze.
He gazes into her eyes and notes the determination there.
"Fine," he replies, sighing. "We can do that while we eat something. It's nearly lunchtime."
"Alright," is her response.
"Where do you want to eat?" He asks her.
"Hmn…I don't know. How about you? Do you want to eat something else other than Asian food?" She says.
"What's wrong with Asian food?" he inquires, trying to sound offended but completely fails when he sees Taylor rolling her eyes at him.
"Well, we ate at a Japanese restaurant this morning. So why don't we try something else for lunch?" Taylor suggests to him.
"Ok. So are you craving for something to eat?" He says, grinning at her.
"Kenta, only pregnant women usually crave food. As you can see, I'm no longer pregnant," Taylor replies but she is grinning at him all the same.
"I can see that. May I know what you were craving when you were still pregnant?" He asks curiously.
"I was always craving avocados and broccoli. Thankfully, my father often buys it for me when we run out of it. Also some mangoes. I was always dying for some mangoes," she informs him, her eyes glaze over as if recalling the memories.
Kenta chuckles and can't help but pause just to grab her around the waist and pull her closer to him.
Taylor lets out a surprise squeak which he finds adorable while he plants a kiss on her forehead.
"I kinda wish that I was there while you went through your pregnancy," he murmurs to her as he meets her gaze.
He watches as Taylor's eyes darken in sadness.
"I'm sorry about not telling you… I was afraid that you would not believe me if I told you that I'm pregnant with your son," she tells him regretfully.
Kenta sighs and says to her, "It's all in the past now. Just promise me that you won't do it again."
"Of course," is Taylor's swift reply.
"Good," He says firmly. "Now, how about we eat somewhere fancy."
"Where?"
"An Italian restaurant called Acquerello."
"Sure."
"Then, let's go."
Later…
As they wait for their food to arrive (They were led to a private dining room like Kenta wanted), he and Taylor begin making up a story.
"If someone asks again 'how we meet', should we stick to the same explanation like what you said to the couple?" Taylor asks him.
"Yes," is his simple reply.
"I don't think that's enough of an explanation. People are probably going to want the details," Taylor informs him.
Kenta regards her thoughtfully before saying, "Or we can say that a family friend introduced you to me at a social gathering and we hit it off immediately. I was instantly smitten the moment I met you and you with me."
He watches with both fascination and amusement when Taylor's face flushes scarlet.
There is a pause as the two stare at each other.
"Are you really quite smitten with me at that time?" she asks him softly.
"Yes," he replies while he reaches for her hand. "I was — I am."
Taylor looks at him in surprise.
"What were you thinking when we first met?" She inquires next.
"That you are the most beautiful woman that I have ever met. Still is…" he tells her.
"But I'm not," is Taylor's protest. "I'm not beautiful that is."
"Yes, you are. You are beautiful in your own way…I like your grey eyes, your cute nose and your wide mouth. And especially your wild curls. It makes me want to sink my fingers into them. You are also still young. You are going to grow into your looks by the time you reach eighteen years old," Kenta informs her gently as he squeezes her hand in assurance that he likes her and how she looks.
There is no doubt in his mind that he is attracted to her. Glamor or no glamor.
He simply observes as the flush on Taylor's face deepens at his compliment while a range of emotions goes through her face.
"Me too. I was taken with you when we first met…When you removed your mask at that time, I was surprised. I never imagined you to be quite handsome," she tells him honestly.
Kenta simply chuckles deeply. "That's a relief. I was kinda expecting you to bolt out of the room when I let you stew on your own decision in offering yourself to me."
"Really? Why were you expecting me to change my mind at that time?" She asks him.
"Because you told me you were a virgin. I expected you to be nervous about giving yourself to me. So I was expecting for you to leave and I ordered my men to let you leave when you want to," he explains to her.
Taylor looks at him in silent contemplation.
"I didn't know that you did that. So if I changed my mind at that time, would you have let me go?" is her next inquiry.
"Yes," is Kenta's simple reply.
"So that's why your men didn't say anything to me when I walked out of there early in the morning," Taylor remarks in amusement.
"I didn't know that you were going to leave me without saying goodbye Taylor. I am still quite angry at that," He informs her, frowning.
"I'm sorry about that Kenta. I promise it won't happen again," She apologizes sincerely.
"I hope so, Taylor…"
Soon their conversation is interrupted when their food arrives.
Afterward, they begin to eat while their son still sleeps in his stroller.
Although they continue to talk as they eat.
"Why did you say to them that we have been together for nearly three years?" She asks him.
"I am just playing with the numbers since I've been searching for you for nearly three weeks. So I just made up the years when they ask us how long we've been together from that. Should I have been honest and told them that I've only known you for one night?" is his question, sounding amused.
"Of course not! They will probably think badly of us if you told them."
"I don't really care much about what other people think. But I know that you do. That's why I lied to them about us," he says to her.
"How did you know that I care about that?"
"I just know…and because that's the type of person you are," is his calm reply. "You are a good person Taylor. Unlike me. I'm a villain for a reason. So I don't care about lying to anyone at all."
Taylor falls silent as she stares at him in consideration.
"Even though I don't like lying to anyone, that was necessary. We don't want them to know that our son is just a week old instead of months."
"Yes, that's another reason for why I lied."
He hears Taylor sigh.
"We still need to make up a convincing story about us," she says to him.
"Fine. What else do you want to suggest?"
"Like my age for example. I want people to know that I'm twenty five when I'm around you. How old are you Kenta?"
"I'm thirty four…so we have like an eighteen years age gap to your sixteen years and nine to your twenty five if you pretend. Taylor, you don't look mature enough for twenty five. Why not twenty? It's close to your age and it's a legal age too."
"So our age gap will be fourteen years if I pretend to be twenty? Ok. That's good age as any," is her response.
"What other things do you want to talk about?" is his next inquiry.
"Amm…let me think first…what about the reactions of our family when they found out about us?"
"Well, both my parents are dead. I don't have any siblings so…"
"We'll just say that you are the only one left of your family while I will say that my father disapprove of you first because you are too old for me —"
"I'm not that old!" is Kenta's protest.
"But then my father realized that you are a good man and finally approves of us dating."
He lets out a snort at that.
"Good man?… Really Taylor?" He says, raising a brow at her.
"What else do you want me to say Kenta? Should I say that I am dating a villain and my father disapproves of it wholeheartedly?"
"Fine then…You can say that I'm a good man to anyone that asks about us,'' he says and soon adds. "Anything else?"
"We will also tell them that we are planning to marry after another two years of being together."
"Sure. That's also the time you turn eighteen."
"Yes, so we are not outright lying about that."
"How about our future plans of having another child?" He asks, almost mischievously.
"What?! I just gave birth and you want another one?!" Taylor exclaims.
"Yes, Taylor. I want a dozen children from you," he replies, half-joking and half-serious.
"Kenta!" Taylor cries out with her face flushing scarlet. "That's a lot of children!"
"I'm only joking Taylor. Although I want a child or two more if you don't mind in the future," He says, chuckling at her expense.
"Easy for you to say. You are not the one giving birth," is Taylor's grumble.
Kenta just grins at her when he hears her complaint.
"So what other things do we need to buy after this?" He inquires.
"What about age appropriate toys?"
"Sure. We can buy that after we are done here…Also, I need to buy you a phone too."
"I don't need —" Taylor begins to protest but Kenta cuts her off.
"Yes, you do need it. How can you contact me regarding our son?" He states seriously.
Taylor looks at him for a moment before finally relenting.
"Alright…but I don't want a fancy phone. I don't even know how to use one of those," she says to him.
"I will buy what is best and you don't have to worry because I will teach you how to use it before the day is done."
"Thanks, Kenta…" she murmurs.
"Your welcome, Taylor…You should know that all I want is what is best for you and our son. Do you understand?"
"Yes, I understand…"
"You should also know that I always take care of the things and people that are important to me. So never doubt me when it comes to you and our son, Taylor."
"I know…despite you being a villain, there is still something good in you Kenta," she remarks to him.
"Only to the people I deem as family and friends, Taylor. But you and our son are above everyone else. So I will protect you with all that I have…" he promises her.
"And I promise not to let you down again, Kenta…" she responds back.
"I hope so, Taylor…Because you are family now and I don't want to be angry at a family member if you can't keep your promise…"
"I understand. I will do my best to keep you and our son happy…"
"Me too, Taylor…Me too…"
Afterward, they continue eating their lunch until they finally finish.
Then, they resume their shopping spree in preparation for their son's stay in his new home.
Much later that day…
Taylor is just tucking the blanket on her sleeping son in the crib when she feels Lung suddenly wrap his arms around her waist and pull her flush against him.
"Let's go to my room," he whispers into her ear and she instantly flushes when she can hear the desire in his voice.
"Kenta, I can't. I need to go home," Taylor says, turning to look at him.
"Just for tonight, Taylor. Don't you want to be with me?" Lung asks, sounding hopeful.
"I already spent time with you all day today, Kenta. We went shopping for things for the nursery room and prepared the room for our son," she replies, meeting his gaze.
"That's not what I mean, Taylor. You already know what I want," Lung says as he tightens his hold around her.
"I just can't—" she begins to say but Lung interrupts her.
"I missed you…" he admits to her swiftly. "You have no idea how much…"
Taylor can already feel her resolve weakening after hearing his words.
She missed him too. She remembers that all she thought about was her night with him when she was still pregnant with their son.
She will never forget about him. Not even for a moment.
He took all her Firsts after all.
"Be with me tonight, Taylor," Lung says as he cups her face, where he brushes his thumb over her cheekbone.
Taylor searches his eyes and only sees the desperate hope there in his gaze.
"Ok…" she replies and then she feels her heart skips a beat when she sees the warm smile that appears on Lung's handsome face when he hears her reply.
"Good. Now, come…" Lung says as he pulls her towards the door of the nursery and leads her to his bedroom, which is close by.
The moment he closes the door to his bedroom, he instantly pushes her against the door and starts kissing her hungrily.
Taylor can only moan as Lung's tongue hotly sweeps into tangle with hers. She can feel her knees weakening just at the way Lung kisses her.
Lung starts to pull at her clothes while Taylor moves to do the same without breaking their kiss. She can tell that Lung is impatient to get her naked already. The same goes for her.
She can't wait to fuck him already.
For sure, they will have another long night between them.
Author's Notes: I know this chapter was boring. Nothing really happened in this chapter but Taylor and Kenta shopping for baby stuff. However, I wrote this chapter to flesh out the budding relationship between Kenta and Taylor. So I just couldn't skip immediately to the smut scenes with a different man. I had to show Kenta and Taylor getting along just fine. I am not sure if you want another smut scene between Taylor an Kenta on the next chapter since it is cut off at the good part when they are tearing each other clothes off. Either the Kenta/Taylor smut scene or skip to the part where Taylor is plotting to snag another man to absorb his power. I will let you readers decide what happens on the next chapter. So please don't hesitate to comment and tell me what you think!