Into the Rose Garden Novel - Chapter 6 The First Child

When he first became pregnant, he was surprisingly not shocked. The proud family, which couldn’t even last a few years under his generation, had not only fallen but also had to sell off the mansion, which was the very pride of Teiwind. When he learned that the buyer was none other than Kloff, he had perhaps exhausted all his emotions of shock and surprise, and instead accepted the pregnancy with a calm demeanor. No, perhaps he even thought it was a good thing. The child’s father was none other than Kloff Bendyke.

In some ways, it was quite unexpected. Even putting aside the fact that he was an Alpha, he never imagined Kloff would extend a hand to him, who had lost everything due to foolish judgment. While all the ‘friends’ and ‘relatives’ he had once been so close to turned away from Aeroc’s desperate letters, he came to him, still engrossed in a letter. He suggested that Aeroc, who had nowhere to go after selling the mansion to pay off debts, should continue to stay in the mansion.

“Is there anything you can do?”

“If it’s related to literature, music, or art.”

“So, nothing.”

His gaze towards Aeroc had never been particularly warm, but at that moment, his eyes were truly chilling, like a beast seeking blood. It was as if he knew something.

“It doesn’t matter if you can’t earn your keep. You have a separate task to do for me.”

“What is it?”

“I’ll tell you when the time comes. And now, I am the owner of this house, and you are a freeloader, so please watch your words.”

It was a legitimate demand. Still, it wasn’t easy to immediately use honorifics. After a pause, the answer came: “Understood.”

He truly didn’t ask him to do anything. Kloff seemed busy with various matters and was rarely at the mansion. He would leave early in the morning and return late at night, and sometimes, when they met in the hallway, he would show a slight sneer but pass by with an impeccable bow.

At first, facing him was extremely frightening and awkward. He was anxious, wondering if he knew something. However, Kloff only sneered at the Teiwind family’s downfall and showed no other intentions. Considering his personality, which was far from hypocrisy, a necessary evil that all nobles possessed for proper conduct, he might genuinely have had no ulterior motives. Surrounded by despair, Aeroc was desperate enough to suppress even legitimate suspicions. It seemed as if nothing had happened.

One day, Kloff, who had returned early from an outing, came to find Aeroc in the study, forgetting reality while reading a cherished classic. He then offered a rather heavy paper bag.

“What is this?”

“From now on, three times a day, two pills at a time. Before bed, take three pills.”

“Medicine? I’m not sick.”

Unable to hide his bewilderment, he looked up at him. With cool eyes and still wearing his coat, he pulled off each glove tip before looking at Aeroc and sneering.

“You know very well you’re not in a position to say such things, Count. Just take them.”

Frowning at the sarcasm, he opened the bag and looked at the pile of white pills.

“Why, do they look like poison?”

“Do I have to answer?”

He chuckled lightly. But his deep eyes still shone with fierce intensity. Aeroc felt a chill again. Kloff explained in a light tone, watching Aeroc instinctively force a smile.

“It’s a new drug developed by a pharmaceutical company I recently invested in. They say it has amazing performance in enhancing pheromones.”

“So I’m a test subject.”

“Don’t you want to be?”

Even if he didn’t want to, there was no way he could say yes. Since it was a pheromone-related drug, it seemed like some vulgar aphrodisiac or erectile dysfunction treatment. He would have preferred to test poison, but it was clear that Kloff had deliberately chosen and brought this drug. Human trials for such a lowly drug could be done on anyone who wandered around seeking mating like a dog in heat. Perhaps he wanted to inflict humiliation upon me. Aeroc still looked up at Kloff, with the book open on his lap and the bag of pills in his hand.

Even if he tried to read his intentions, Kloff’s expression remained unchanged. No one knew about that incident. Unless Aeroc opened his mouth, it would be remembered as an unfortunate accident. And indeed, it was.

“Understood. I will make sure to take them carefully.”

“That’s good to hear. Please let me know the progress later. Information is essential for investment.”

With a satisfied smile, Kloff left the study. Aeroc frowned at the mysterious pills, then soon pushed them aside and turned the remaining pages of the book.

A few months later, Aeroc realized that it was a very dangerous drug. Every night, his abdomen ached as if it would tear, and at the same time, his head spun as if his brain was swirling. Just taking the medicine made him constantly nauseous, unable to swallow food, and eventually, he couldn’t even properly vomit gastric acid. He would toss and turn all night, groaning with fever, and at dawn, he would barely regain consciousness and have to wash his body, drenched in sweat. Among the many count’s employees, the only one who remained and still served Aeroc was the old butler, who brought him breakfast, but all he could manage to swallow was strong black tea. He lost weight rapidly.

“You don’t look well, Count.”

“It’s because I can’t sleep at all. It’s nothing.”

He answered the butler’s worried question that way. He was a loyal butler, but he was old and would soon retire. There was no need to cause him unnecessary worry when he couldn’t even give him a generous retirement fund.

Another person who noticed Aeroc’s condition, naturally, probed persistently.

“My stomach aches so much at night that I can’t sleep, and my head is dizzy. I’m experiencing nausea. I don’t think investing in such a drug will bring anything but great losses later on.”

He spoke sarcastically, annoyance naturally arising from sleep deprivation and physical pain. Kloff, as if he had been waiting, lightly retorted.

“Isn’t it absurd for the Count to lecture me on investment? At least I haven’t lost my ancestral home.”

If there was one thing that deeply upset me, it was talk of the mansion. As he furrowed his brow and pursed his lips, Kloff chuckled lightly and added.

“These are expected symptoms, so there’s no need to worry. You’re adapting well, so it would be good to increase the dosage. Three pills at a time. And five pills before bed.”

After giving that ‘order’, Kloff left again. He said it wasn’t poison, but perhaps it was. Was he planning to slowly wither him away and kill him? Perhaps he knew the truth. Aeroc held his dazed head and sighed. A moment later, he took three pills, and unable to cope with his spinning vision, he had to lie in bed in the middle of the day.

A few days after increasing the dosage, he groaned as usual, clutching my tearing lower abdomen. When the sweat became so profuse that it soaked the bedsheets, he reluctantly lifted my heavy body. In the past, he would have immediately called a maid, but not now. This was because all the other employees besides the butler were Kloff’s people. He had no desire to entrust my body to strangers. Instead, he decided to have the butler fetch a wet towel that had been placed in the room beforehand and wipe myself.

Barely steadying my spinning head, he lowered his legs from the bed and stood up, and at that moment, something warm trickled down between my legs. Horrified by the chilling sensation of something unknown flowing down his thighs, he looked down. My thin silk pajama bottoms began to turn crimson from top to bottom.

“What, what is it?”

Aeroc, utterly shocked, trembled and was about to touch the profusely red liquid when, with a piercing abdominal pain, something gushed out from his anus, flowing down and soaking his ankles below the pajama bottoms and the carpet he stood on. It was all blood.

“He’s fine. Don’t worry. The Count will be well soon.”

“I have served the Count since his birth. Lord Aeroc has never had such bleeding. We must call a doctor.”

“Don’t do anything useless, Butler. In my house, you follow my orders.”

“I am the Count’s butler.”

“This is no longer the Count’s house. Don’t be mistaken.”

Aeroc was still so disoriented that he could barely open his eyes properly. The usually calm butler, in a rare fit of anger, protested to the new owner of the house and was eventually sent away. A moment later, what entered his barely open eyes was Kloff, with a faint smile.

“Are you conscious?”

“That medicine, what is it?”

“Don’t worry. You don’t have to take it anymore. To be honest, I didn’t expect it to work this well. Is it a matter of constitution?”

He wanted to snap something back, but he had no energy, so Aeroc closed his eyes again, trying to endure. It was a clear sign that he no longer wished to face him. But Kloff seemed to have no intention of leaving and continued to linger near the bed. My sensitive nerves were so irritated that Aeroc opened his eyes again and glared at Kloff with all his might.

“I wish you would leave.”

“I’ll withdraw for today. There will be much to do later, so rest now.”

His grinning expression was one thing, but him telling me to rest while disturbing me was even more infuriating. Aeroc frowned, closed his eyes, and turned his body. Kloff stood there for a long time even after that, and only left the room when Aeroc’s exhausted mind began to fade.

The next morning, Aeroc, still with a slight fever and sticky bleeding but in a much better state, sat in bed, waiting for breakfast. Unlike usual, the person who brought the meal was an unfamiliar housekeeper. Was her name Martha?

The middle-aged female Omega, whom Kloff had brought with him when he entered the mansion, greeted Aeroc perfunctorily and placed the bedside table not on the bed but on a regular table. He asked her to bring it closer, but she ignored me. Although she was a maid who served a different master, there was a clear difference in status, and I was extremely angry at such rude behavior. However, it was wrong to get angry at someone else’s servant who had not been properly educated. Her rudeness would surely be conveyed to her master in a clear manner.

Aeroc got up, got out of bed, and carefully moved his swaying legs to sit in a chair. She even tried to leave without pouring the tea. Where was the butler, making me endure such ill-treatment?

“Where is the butler?”

“He was dismissed early this morning.”

“What?”

Startled, he involuntarily raised his voice. The well-built Martha, who was about to leave the door, looked at Aeroc with a look of immense disgust on her seemingly amiable face and said.

“It’s only natural. There’s no salary for a servant who defies his master.”

As soon as the voluminous black skirt passed, the door closed immediately. Aeroc silently stared at the cold teacup, which hadn’t even been warmed. Just now, he had become a true orphan.

After stopping the medication, his body quickly recovered, but perhaps due to stress, the fever at night remained unchanged. Aeroc suffered uncontrollably, and when he woke up in the morning, his pajamas were unpleasantly soaked. Whatever that medicine was, the very unpleasant side effects continued. When the slight fever subsided and the sweating decreased, something slippery began to constantly secrete from his anus. It was like the lubrication an Omega produces.

Every morning, seeing his pajama bottoms soaked as if he had lost control, Aeroc had to bite his lip in shame. It was especially agonizing when a sneer would cross Martha’s white, round face as she collected his pajamas, but he pretended not to notice.

When he protested about the unilateral dismissal of the butler, Kloff simply said, “My house doesn’t need such an unnecessarily expensive butler.”

“Couldn’t you at least have waited until you gave advance notice and wrote a letter of recommendation?”

“A letter of recommendation from a ruined family would only be a hindrance.”

In the study, which he had reached with a swaying body, Kloff sat behind the desk, an heirloom passed down through generations of Teiwind Counts, and said that. His demeanor had now completely shifted to one of superiority. He didn’t know what had caused it. And every time he faced his domineering posture and his gaze, which pulled people in like a swamp, my heart rate and breathing quickened. Along with that, the terrible side effects also worsened. Aeroc, shuddering at the feeling of his trousers getting wet, could no longer protest and turned away.

“How is your body these days? Do you still have a fever?”

“No problems.”

Even as he walked, wanting to leave that place quickly, something warm continuously leaked out. It was very unpleasant and at the same time shameful. He didn’t want anyone else to find out, and even if others knew, it certainly wasn’t that man.

Just as he was about to turn the doorknob, Kloff, who had approached at some unknown moment, stood right behind me and placed a hand on my shoulder. Startled, he turned around and violently slapped his hand away. My swinging hand accidentally brushed his firm jaw. Kloff, also surprised, widened his eyes and stared at Aeroc.

“…I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to.”

“You’ve been very sensitive lately. Like an Omega approaching their heat. He felt it before, but your scent seems to have changed too.”

Already on edge due to my strange body, being hit right where it hurt, Aeroc couldn’t help but retort with a fierce glare and a heavily sarcastic accusation.

“To be so mistaken as to think I resemble him, just because I do. It’s so pathetic it brings tears to my eyes.”

At that moment, a large hand seized Aeroc’s collar. His already trembling blue eyes lost their tension in shock. Into the uncontrollably widened pupils, a gaze like a sharpened blade of an enraged Alpha, as if he would kill at any moment, pierced him.

“If you speak carelessly with that open mouth, I’ll sew those pretty lips shut one by one with a needle, so you’d better be careful.”

“I don’t know why you hate me so much, but if it’s like this, wouldn’t it be better to just kick me out?”

“I won’t let you go that easily, Aeroc Teiwind. You have a price to pay for me.”

His voice, filled with immense pain, dropped so low that he had to pause mid-sentence. At the same time, Aeroc’s heart sank into the depths.

He knew. Everything. And he intended to take revenge on Aeroc. In the most miserable and desperate way. In the cruelest way possible for Aeroc, who had always looked only at him.

Late at night, from the Count’s room, amidst groans of pain mixed with occasional low retorts, extremely lewd sounds of squelching and flesh colliding leaked out.

If he could have, he might have cried. But that was just the beginning. As he had forewarned, Kloff truly intended to impregnate him, frequently visiting Aeroc’s room and forcibly opening his body each time. Without any foreplay or sweet whispers, like a mare accepting a stallion’s semen in a strictly controlled mating, Aeroc had to lie prone, lifting his hips.

Even if violence had been exchanged in anger, if it had just been sex, it might not have been so humiliating. Kloff, having finished the necessary act, did not utter a single groan even at the moment of climax. Only Aeroc made faint sounds, partly from anger, partly from resignation.

At first, there was only unbearable, terrible pain, but after being torn and healed several times, the anus became as flexible as an Omega’s. By the time it was ready to receive an Alpha’s penis, a warm, tingling sensation began to spread inside. When the deeply penetrating penis brushed against the newly formed, delicate vaginal opening, Aeroc involuntarily let out a nasal sound.

“You’ve become a complete Omega now. You acted like you were in heat for another Alpha, didn’t you? How is it, are you satisfied now? You didn’t hesitate to do things no human would do for this.”

He couldn’t answer. He was too busy hating myself amidst the piercing pain and spreading pleasure to process anyone else’s accusations. It was miserable, utterly miserable. The worst part was that even at this moment, a corner of his heart felt a burgeoning joy that he was finally in an intimate and deep relationship with the person he had so yearned for. As he said, he was not human.

The continuous encounters persisted, and eventually, heat came. During the first heat, I lost my reason and clung to Kloff. I spread my legs myself, sought out and took his penis, and begged for his semen. I grasped my own engorged penis with my hand, shaking it, pleading for him to go deeper, harder, to utterly defile me. It was the moment a proud noble degenerated into a lowly prostitute. When my body was covered in red marks from the continuous sweet curses and the intensely desired tight grip, the Alpha’s penis inside me swelled greatly.

“Aargh! It hurts! It hurts!”

“Ugh. It’s too tight.”

When he convulsed, eyes rolling back from the excruciating pain that felt like his intestines were tearing, he was strongly slapped on the buttocks.

“Pull yourself together and relax.”

“Aargh.”

Aeroc clutched the bedsheets with his hands and thrashed his feet.

“Perhaps it’s because you’re an Alpha. Hmph. To be so tight.”

Soon, a large body covered Aeroc’s sweaty back. Arms with strength comparable to the pressure of tearing intestines tightened around his waist. A warm breath touched his ear.

“Calm down, Aeroc. It will be over soon.”

It wasn’t his usual voice, cold enough to frost his lungs. The person who said it seemed awkward too, and after a long silence, a faint whisper was heard again, “Just bear with it a little longer.” Clenching the sheets until my fingertips ached, trembling, Aeroc eventually succumbed to pain, exhaustion, and pleasure, falling into a faint-like sleep.

Having gone through such a process, when he learned of the pregnancy, being surprised was a novelty. He simply accepted the fact calmly. Atonement for an irreversible sin is not easy. It was better to be grateful for simply being given the opportunity. Moreover, with this, Aeroc also gained hope of regaining what he had lost.

If born safely, this child would be Kloff’s eldest. If born an Alpha, there was a high probability they would become the heir of the newly emerging noble family, Bendyke. Currently, Bendyke had absorbed almost all the assets the Teiwind family had put forth. In a way, Teiwind had become subservient to Bendyke. And the legitimate heir of Teiwind was also the legitimate heir of Bendyke. Although the surname would change, considering all the mistakes Aeroc had made, it might be fortunate to be able to pass on even a middle name.

After giving birth, he wanted to find the butler, who had been dismissed without even a farewell, and bring him back. The Teiwind lineage should be raised by the hands of a butler who understood elegant traditions, not by a coarse and uneducated housekeeper. Sitting at a garden table, enjoying the sunlight amidst scattered petals and rich fragrance, he seemed to have smiled slightly, touching his still unswollen belly.

No matter how many children were born, the opportunity to find the butler never returned. By now, time had passed, and it was not a situation where he could be found. Seeing Aeroc, with his emaciated body, wearing rags that constantly reminded him of his sins, and with disheveled, overgrown hair, would likely only cause great shock to the butler who had practically raised him.

Sometimes, thinking of the butler, he wished to show him the angels he had borne. But he couldn’t even properly see their faces myself, let alone boast about them to the butler. Aeroc stroked his belly, carrying his third child, vaguely believing that the butler was doing well.