Dark Dad’s Rebirth - Chapter 10: The Real Aria (9) (M)

Aria couldn’t believe what she had just heard, letting out a dumbfounded noise.

“So stop asking.”

Caelius’s voice, oddly gentle, made Aria close her eyes softly. Then, as if satisfied, she burrowed deeper into his embrace.

It was at that moment. From the upper terrace, voices could be heard. Startled by the sudden presence of others, Aria froze in place. Her eyes widened, and she pricked up her ears as the lively chatter reached them. It seemed a group of young aristocrats had come out to the terrace for a break.

“Jebren, I heard you’ve been having fun with Lady Elin lately.”

“Fun? Hardly, the thrill’s already worn off…”

They were young men of Aria’s age who had just had their coming-of-age ceremony, chattering about women. Aria tried to get up from her seat while hurriedly adjusting her clothes. Then, Caelius clicked his tongue softly and grabbed Aria’s waist, then sat her down on top of him again.

His genitals, which had been slowly withdrawing, unexpectedly plunged deep inside her.

“Hush… … .”

Aria stumbled at the sudden action and fell on his chest.

“Ah, Daddy… … ?”

Regardless, Caelius lifted Aria’s skirt again and stroked her legs.

“Uh, u-up… above… t-there are… people…”

Aria shook her head, struggling, and Caelius whispered in her ear, his voice soft and gentle.

“Easy…… good girl.”

A large hand patted the small of her back affectionately. Aria’s eyes filled with fear, worried that they might look down.

Look at me and Caelius right now. Whether it was Caelius with his cock in his daughter’s cunt or Aria spreading her legs for her father, both were promiscuous.

If anyone saw her in this state, she’d be shunned by the entire country in an instant, and she’d be stoned wherever she went.

But unlike her terrified self, Caelius seemed to be enjoying the situation, gripping Aria’s ass hard. Then he started bouncing up and down.

“Hah, uh, ah… … !”

The petite Aria was tossed and turned by Caelius’ actions, and she clamped her mouth shut to stifle the moan that escaped her, but it was useless, as something the size of her forearm slammed into her clenching vagina, penetrating to the root.

Aria squeezed her eyes shut and dug her nails into Caelius’s shoulders. But he didn’t flinch. With a gurgling sound, the gnarled shaft crushed her inner walls. The thick glans pushed against her sensitive spot without ejaculating.

“Ha, ah, Daddy… …!”

Something black and ugly pierced her flesh through the cracks in the smooth flesh. The gaping hole gurgled and struggled to bite down on her father’s, dripping fluid.

“Up, up, up…… huh, when a person…… looks…….”

Thud, thud, the sound of flesh colliding reverberated mercilessly across the terrace. I was afraid that they might feel suspicious of this sound and look down.

“Isn’t the Princess of Wittelsbach pretty?”

“She’s cute, why don’t you ask her to dance sometime?”

At that moment, their voices were heard. The topic of conversation was Aria. Aria, flustered, opened her eyes wide and didn’t know what to do.

“But don’t you think her breasts are too cliffy? With that dress on, it looks like there’s nothing to touch.”

Aria stiffened at the man’s words. Her tiny breasts were barely enough for Caelius to hold in his hands. Aria’s face flushed to her ears. She wanted to cry out in shame. She didn’t want to talk about this in front of Caius. She felt so small and insignificant compared to him already, and she was afraid she’d lose her attraction to the opposite sex.

The men, oblivious to the fact that there were two of them underneath, had no fear of making fun of her.

“But don’t you think her pussy is narrower? It’s so tight when guys like that put their dicks in it.”

“If you do, write a review.”

“Sure, I’ll take a break and go out and ask them to dance.”

Caelius’ brow furrowed as he listened to their conversation, and he stopped moving. He glanced over at Aria and saw that her face had turned pale and she looked like she was about to cry. He lowered his gaze to Aria, who was shaking. Caelius’s gaze fell between her legs.

The flesh spread slightly to accommodate something so much bigger and thicker than she was, and the crimson clitoris stood erect. And the slit that gaped open to receive his thick, dark cock.

“……Certainly.”

“Hmm…….”

“ Daughter’s pussy is tight.”

Caelius muttered, throwing his hands up in annoyance.

“But I don’t find it pleasant to hear other men talking about you.”

The low tone of his voice, despite the kindness in his words, was enough to send chills down the spine of anyone who heard it, even Aria, who had grown quite used to him.

“ My daughter’s hard work has made me feel like shit again.”

His narrowed eyes resembled those of an unwanted beast.

“What am I going to do about this?”

Aria was taken aback by Caiaphas’s seemingly genuine anger. But aside from her surprise, she didn’t dislike the reason for his anger. Aria immediately buried her face in Caius’s cheek and pressed herself against him in an affectionate way.

“C-cheer up, Daddy…”

She kissed his cheek and lips, purposely making sibilant sounds.

“R-Riri will… make you feel better.”

She nuzzled his chest and moved her hips awkwardly, but he remained unmoved.

“Why would my daughter make me feel better?”

“It’s ……, huh?”

“They’re the ones in the wrong, and you seem to be taking their side.”

Aria, surprised by the comment, vehemently denied it.

“No, no! Absolutely not! I would never… I just want Daddy to feel better…”

Caelius raised an eyebrow as if urging her to continue.

“It’s true…! Riri feels sad when Daddy isn’t in a good mood. I just want you to be happy and enjoy every single day…”

She mumbled and hastily blurted out her words, her explanation tumbling out clumsily. Seeing her flustered state, the cold expression on Caelius’s face softened slightly, and he let out a faint chuckle.

“So, you’re saying you’ll make use of my happiness…”

“If Daddy is happy, Riri is happy too.”

“What nonsense.”

“But it’s true… Riri loves Daddy more than anyone else in the world. That’s why I want you to be happy.”

After fidgeting for a while, she slowly began to move her hips hesitantly. Caelius muttered quietly to himself,

“As if anyone could doubt she’s my daughter…”

He swallowed the last word and thrust his cock into her rather vigorously. Aria let out a muffled scream of pain.

The men upstairs had long since disappeared.

The thick glans scraped against the inner wall a few times. Flesh and sinew pulsed in and out of Aria’s hole, vividly. Her stomach fluttered and her toes curled with each thrust of the heavy thing. She didn’t struggle, just held like a doll on a string, wrapped around Caelius’ waist.

After a moment of thrusting, Caelius buried his cock deep inside Aria. She could feel the hot liquid spewing out of her. Aria closed her eyes softly, sinking deeper into his embrace.

‘I love you…….’

It was her favorite moment. It was her favorite moment, when Caelius would make love to her. This fullness, this feeling of being completely his.

“Daddy.”

Instead of answering, Caius cupped Aria’s cheek.

“Riri loves you so much.”

Her sweet voice, drunk with happiness, turned toward him. He looked at Aria for a moment, then spoke softly.

“There is nothing so vain as …… love.”

A cold, sterile voice. The emotionless voice rang in Aria’s ears. It was not the sort of thing one would spit out after having just made love. Aria visibly stiffened at the cold words.

“It’s all just an illusion. Useless emotions that make you eat yourself.”

Caelius mumbled something incoherent, then shut his mouth as if he couldn’t be bothered to say anything more. Aria listened in silence, blinked, and then cautiously opened her mouth.

“Then don’t love me, Daddy.”

The sullen expression on her face had vanished, replaced by a pure smile as if she knew nothing of the world. Though her voice quivered faintly at the end, it was bright and cheerful enough that one might not notice. With a carefree tone, Aria said,
“Riri will love you all by herself!”

Her soft smile was undeniably endearing. Watching her, Caelius let out a small, silent laugh to himself.

What a deceitful lie.

Pretending as if she were some cherished woman, indulging in this game of love and sweet whispers—he could see through it all.

“Just being the one closest to you, Daddy, makes me feel like I have the whole world,” she continued.
“…”
“For the first time, I realized I’m alive after loving you. It even feels like I’ve become someone useful.”

Her voice, pretending to be bold, barely hid her sorrow as she forced happiness into her words.

“So really, I’m fine. I just… I just like you so much, Daddy, that I wanted to tell you I love you.”

When she finally finished speaking, she cautiously asked,
“Do you… does it bother you when I say I love you?”

Caelius paused for a moment, lost in thought.
Did it bother him? Not exactly. If anything, it felt oddly pleasant, like a subtle tickle in his chest.

Even so, he had his reasons for being so cold to her. Because love was the last thing he wanted. He could clearly see through Aria’s intentions—her attempts to slowly burrow deeper into his life. And yet, it wasn’t offensive or unpleasant enough for him to push her away.

What’s more, she seemed to understand his emptiness better than he expected, slipping into the gaps effortlessly. Somehow, she’d made her absence feel strange, as if her constant chatter by his side had become a necessity.

At times, when he faced her and her unhidden emotions—when she openly expressed her love for him—it left him feeling unexpectedly comfortable. To a degree that surprised even himself.
‘What is this feeling…?’

The way she swayed between heaven and hell depending on his slightest gestures, glances, or words—this small, naive girl—sometimes stirred pity in him. And at the same time, a subtle sense of conquest.

Her sparkling golden eyes were always searching for him, as if he were the center of her universe. They brimmed with sweetness so overwhelming it made him almost dizzy. Right now, Aria looked as if she would genuinely die for him without hesitation, if only he asked.

‘Foolish.’

This girl, who knew nothing but him, was foolish to the point of absurdity. And yet, the ticklish feeling that only she could give wasn’t entirely unpleasant.

Caelius failed to realize that he was slowly sinking into those emotions, letting himself be enveloped by them.

When he closed his eyes, he felt her small hands gently kneading his cheek. What on earth made this girl’s touch feel so uniquely sweet and soft, unlike anyone else’s?

‘…The feeling of being loved.’

Yes, this senselessly ticklish feeling was what it felt like to be loved.

For the first time in his life, Caelius opened his eyes to this unfamiliar sensation. As he expected, her golden eyes were filled with nothing but him. Overflowing with love, they gazed at him as if the rest of the world didn’t exist.

How absurd.

People’s gazes toward him typically fell into three categories: reverence, envy, or fear. Yet this small thing dared to love him fearlessly.

She dared to love Caelius von Bierne.

Even when he himself still hadn’t abandoned Bierne.

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Sitting indifferently in his office, Caelius accepted the documents Gossen handed him.

“Viscount Alton, Count Deran, and Marquis Betony…”

He spoke with thinly veiled irritation.

“Since when were these small-time nobodies allowed to speak about my one and only daughter, Gossen?”

Perhaps he had been too quiet for too long lately. Caelius clicked his tongue and tossed the papers aside.

“…Make sure they can never mention Riri with their filthy mouths again.”

It was a firm order. However, unlike his usual self, Gossen hesitated instead of immediately bowing and leaving.

“Your Highness, the thing is…”

Caelius frowned at the uncharacteristic response.

“What is it?”

“…The young lady has already taken care of it.”

Caelius’s eyes widened at the words. A heavy silence filled the office. Time seemed to slow as an increasingly tense stillness stretched between them. Finally, unable to believe what he had heard, Caelius asked again,

“What…?”

It was shocking enough that he would ask twice.

“Lady Aria has already acted on it.”

Hearing the same response again, Caelius stared at Gossen with a dazed expression, as if momentarily dumbfounded. Gossen, keeping his head bowed, simply relayed the facts as he knew them.

Caelius’s expression twisted. Not from anger or displeasure, but because he couldn’t contain the amusement and incredulity bubbling up within him. Then a small chuckle escaped his lips, which quickly grew into a hearty laugh.

It was a sound Gossen hadn’t heard in years—the sound of Caelius’s genuine laughter.

“Hahaha!”

Caelius ran his hand through his hair, his laughter ringing out in pure amusement.

“Well, she really got me this time.”

Even if she pretended to be an innocent kitten by his side, in the end, she had inherited the blood of a predator.

“Exactly how my daughter should be. Don’t you think so, Gossen?”

His eyes sparkled with genuine interest and fascination.

“What’s your opinion?”

“…”

“Do you think she has what it takes to become Bjorne alongside me?”

It was a simple, direct question, and Gossen responded with a formal, cautious reply.

“How could I possibly comment on the young lady’s qualities?”

“Ugh, boring.”

After a moment of hesitation, Gossen carefully added, “But, Your Highness, this is the first time I’ve seen you allow anyone to be so close to you.”

Allowing someone close…

Caelius turned the phrase over in his mind. Had he truly allowed Aria so near that even others could notice?

“If something insignificant hangs around, it can be… endearing, I suppose.”

He let out a faint laugh, leaning back in his chair. His voice lacked any particular emotion, but his usually rigid expression had softened noticeably today. A faint smile played on his lips, as if the mere thought of Aria brought it out.

After a long pause, deep in thought, Caelius murmured quietly to himself, “I should go see my daughter.”

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