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The Mischievous Nephew [Part 2]

"Oho! The little nephew has grown some courage."

She leaned closer to him.

Her purple hair brushed against his shoulder.

"Careful, Victor. I might freeze your pants too."

Victor laughed.

"You wouldn’t dare."

He said with a wink.

Clara’s cheeks flushed slightly.

But she laughed.

"Watch me."

She reached for his cup.

But Victor moved it away quickly.

His movements were surprisingly fast.

"Too slow, Aunt."

He said teasingly.

Clara gasped dramatically.

"Victor! How dare you mock your aunt!"

Anna watched the interaction with a smile.

Her heart was light.

This was the happiest she had been in months.

Her son was healthy.

He was happy.

He was laughing.

That was all that mattered.

Rias, Skyla, and Lane also drank a few cups of wine.

Skyla’s cheeks were flushed.

Her green eyes were slightly glazed.

"Young Master, you look even more handsome in this light."

She said dreamily.

Victor smiled at her.

"Thank you, Skyla. You look beautiful as always."

Skyla’s blush deepened.

She hid her face behind her cup.

Lane giggled.

"Young Master, you’re going to make her faint."

She said playfully.

Victor turned to Lane.

"And you, Lane. You look lovely tonight."

Lane’s black eyes widened.

Her cheeks turned pink.

"Young Master..."

She stammered.

Clara watched the scene with amusement.

"Look at you, Victor. Flirting with your maids."

She said teasingly.

Victor shrugged.

"I’m just speaking the truth."

His golden eyes met hers.

"There’s nothing wrong with that."

Clara’s breath caught.

His gaze was intense.

It made her heart race.

She quickly looked away.

Victor smiled inwardly.

His charm was working perfectly.

Rias observed everything.

Her cold exterior was cracking.

She felt something stir inside her.

Something warm.

Something forbidden.

Victor turned to her.

His eyes met hers.

"Rias, you look stunning tonight."

He said softly.

Rias’s eyes widened.

Her cheeks flushed crimson.

She didn’t expect such a compliment.

"I... thank you."

She said quietly.

Her voice was barely a whisper.

Clara noticed the interaction.

She smirked.

"Victor, you’re going to make all of us blush."

She said playfully.

Victor laughed.

"That’s the plan."

He said boldly.

Anna’s eyes widened.

"Victor!"

She exclaimed.

But there was no anger in her voice.

Just surprise.

Victor looked at his mother.

Her black hair fell across her face.

Her red eyes were wide.

Her huge F cup breasts heaved with each breath.

She was beautiful.

"Mother, you look beautiful tonight too."

He said warmly.

Anna’s cheeks flushed.

Her heart skipped a beat.

"Victor... you shouldn’t say such things to your mother."

She said softly.

But there was no disapproval in her voice.

Just embarrassment.

Victor smiled.

"Why not? It’s the truth."

He said simply.

The table fell silent for a moment.

All the women looked at him.

Their hearts were racing.

Their cheeks were flushed.

Victor’s charm was irresistible.

Even his mother was affected.

Clara broke the silence.

"Well, well. Look at our Victor. Becoming quite the charmer."

She said with a laugh.

"I learned from the best, Aunt."

Victor replied.

Clara’s eyes widened.

"From the best? Who?"

Victor smiled.

"You, of course."

Clara laughed.

She reached over and ruffled his hair.

"You’re going to be trouble, aren’t you?"

She said warmly.

Victor grinned.

"Probably."

He admitted.

Everyone laughed.

The warmth of family filled the room.

After a few hours.

And drinking seven or eight cups of wine.

Victor started to feel a little dizzy.

His vision blurred slightly.

The room seemed to spin.

Because his cultivation was the lowest in the house.

His capacity for alcohol was also the lowest.

The wine affected him more than others.

He swayed slightly in his seat.

"Victor, are you alright?"

Anna asked worriedly.

Her red eyes were filled with concern.

"I’m fine, mother."

Victor said.

But his words were slightly slurred.

Clara laughed.

"I think our little Victor has had enough."

She said with a smile.

Rias nodded.

"He should rest."

Her voice was cold.

But there was a hint of concern in her eyes.

Skyla and Lane came to his side.

"Young Master, let us help you to your room."

Skyla said gently.

Victor nodded.

He stood up.

But the world spun.

He stumbled.

Lane caught him quickly.

Her soft hands held his arm.

"Careful, Young Master."

She said softly.

Victor smiled at her.

"Thank you, Lane."

He said warmly.

The two maids helped him to his room.

Anna watched them go.

Her heart was full.

Her son was happy.

Her family was together.

She looked around the table.

Clara was smiling.

Rias had a soft expression.

The night was perfect.

For the first time since the destruction of the Salvatore Family.

They felt truly happy.

"Let’s clean up."

Anna said.

The women worked together.

Laughter still echoed in the hall.

For tonight.

They were not survivors.

They were a family.

And they were happy.

Victor lay on his bed.

His head was spinning.

But his heart was warm.

He closed his eyes.

He thought about the night.

The laughter.

The teasing.

The love.

He was home.

And he would never let this go.

Sleep claimed him.

And he dreamed of the future.

A future with all of them.

A future of happiness.

A future of love.

It was going to be wonderful.

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