The Conquerors Path

Chapter 664-Food Is Good.

Me, Grace, and Aria soon walked out of the shopping store, the atmosphere a bit stale between us, my motherʼs face screaming fully satisfied, while a very calm yet mixed look kept popping up within Ariaʼs face, of course, no one else got to know anything about what happened inside the dressing room but Aria did, I didnʼt go out of my way to block off her senses sneaking in, thus what she saw must have shaken her core in ways that shouldnʼt be shaken.

Of course, doing such a thing is wrong in so many ways but I wouldnʼt have done what I did if I didnʼt have a deeper agenda in place, and also the fact that this ʼlittleʼ Aria of mine isnʼt little in mind anymore, at least not fully little and for the awakening I want to happen, a bit more pushing from all sides is needed of my plan to work.

Thus within the atmosphere, with Grace probably doubting everything with her lust still running clung to me, her legs trembling a bit from the action she received a moment ago, not to mention the fact that her insides still filled with my thick white seeds, fully embracing the inside of her womb, thus Grace now has the very face of a satisfied woman, but that wonʼt last for long with what I have in mind.

”Now, why donʼt we head out for some food?”

I asked in the stale atmosphere, the sudden words of mine bringing in the focus of the two, Aria seemingly having lost a bounce in her steps spoke.

”Okay, daddy”

I wasnʼt the only one to notice the low drop in Ariaʼs words as I asked patting her head.

”Whatʼs wrong princess? are you angry with only your daddy and mommy leaving you with the saleswoman?”

My question prompted Aria to pout and turn her head sideways, her cheeks puffing up in a cute along with her side head movement.

”Humph!”

Is all that came out of the little cuttyʼs mouth as she just kept her head to the side, not even willing to look at my face, being very pouty now, I chuckled at Ariaʼs adorable display of displeasure. Dealing with a pouty Aria was always a delicate dance—one that required finesse and a touch of parental magic. Grace joined the scene, her eyes twinkling with amusement as she observed our ʼdaughterʼsʼ antics.

”My little Aria, whatʼs got you in such a grumpy mood?” Grace teased, kneeling to Ariaʼs eye level, struggling a bit with all my seeds inside her.

Aria, maintaining her pout, mumbled, ”I didnʼt like being left with the saleswoman. It was boring.”

Entering the grand dining area, the atmosphere was nothing short of opulence. Crystal chandeliers adorned the ceiling, casting a warm and inviting glow. Soft music played in the background, enhancing the overall ambiance.

Seated at a table draped in fine linen, with delicate silverware and sparkling crystal glasses, we were attended to by a courteous waiter in a crisp, immaculate uniform. The menu, a work of art in itself, presented a myriad of culinary delights.

Ariaʼs eyes widened as she perused the menu, her excitement palpable. ”Daddy, Mommy, can we try everything?” she asked, her enthusiasm infectious.

Grace and I shared a laugh, reveling in our ʼdaughterʼsʼ exuberance. ”How about we try a bit of everything, my love?” I suggested, glancing at Grace, who nodded in agreement.

The waiter, with a practiced smile, stood ready to take our orders. Grace, always the eloquent one, began, ”Weʼll start with some appetizers, please. The stuffed mushrooms and shrimp cocktail.”

Aria, still bouncing in her seat, added, ”And can we have cheese sticks, too? Theyʼre my favorite!”

The waiter noted down our selections with a gracious nod, and as he walked away, Ariaʼs excitement bubbled over. ”Daddy, I want ice cream after dinner too! Can we, please?”

I chuckled, ruffling her hair affectionately. ”Of course, sweetheart. Ice cream for dessert is a must.”

As we waited for the appetizers, Ariaʼs eyes wandered around the dining area, taking in the splendor of the surroundings. The soft lighting and the gentle hum of conversation created a cozy atmosphere.

When the appetizers arrived, Ariaʼs eyes widened with delight. The stuffed mushrooms were a symphony of flavors, and the shrimp cocktail was a refreshing burst of sea-scented goodness. Aria, with a mix of curiosity and glee, tasted each dish, her expressions a delightful dance of discovery.

Grace and I shared a knowing smile, reveling in the simple joy of a ʼfamilyʼ meal. The main course arrived, a feast for the senses. Grilled salmon, succulent lamb chops, and a medley of roasted vegetables adorned our plates. Aria, now fully immersed in the culinary experience, took small bites, savoring each flavor.

As we enjoyed the meal, the conversation flowed naturally. Aria regaled us with stories from her day, her eyes lighting up with excitement. With the main course behind us, the dessert menu arrived, and Ariaʼs eyes practically sparkled. ”I want a chocolate sundae with extra sprinkles!” she declared, her sweet tooth on full display.

Our orders were placed, and the waiter gracefully whisked away the menus. Aria, unable to contain her excitement, leaned over the table, her eyes wide with anticipation. I couldnʼt resist playfully feeding her a small bite of dessert, and she responded with giggles of delight.

Grace, ever the romantic, leaned in and whispered to me, ”Isnʼt this perfect, Austin? Our ʼlittleʼ family, enjoying a magical evening together.”