Eleanor quickly glanced at Isabel and then at Eva. Isabel just shrugged, trying to play it cool, though Julian could see the faintest blush on her cheeks.
Eva on the other hand, couldn’t help but laugh. “Oh, you know how it is, brother,” she said. “Just some girl talk. Nothing for you to worry about.”
Julian chuckled, his eyes narrowing slightly as he took in their reactions. “Seems like you’re all hiding something from me,” he said, “I wonder what it is.”
He took a step close as his gaze flicked from one woman to the next, sensing that there was something more to their conversation than they were letting on.
Eva’s laughter echoed lightly in the room, and she gave Julian a teasing look. “Nothing much,” she said. “We were just talking about your recent activities.”
Julian raised an eyebrow with a mischievous grin spreading on his face. “Ah, I see,” he replied. “Seems like the maidens are talking about the charm of a prince, huh?”
Eleanor rolled her eyes but couldn’t hide the faint smile tugging at the corners of her lips. “You do have a way of making everything about you, don’t you?” she teased.
Eva leaned in closer to Julian, her smile widening. “Well, it’s hard not to talk about someone as… unforgettable as you,” she said playfully.
Julian let out a low chuckle, clearly enjoying the conversation. “I suppose it’s hard to avoid a prince with so much… charm,” he said, winking at Eva. “But don’t worry, ladies. I’m sure there’s plenty of me to go around.”
Eva stood and made her way to the door, her hand on the handle as she glanced back at Julian. “I’m married, my dear brother,” she said with a teasing tone.
Julian’s grin didn’t waver. He leaned back slightly, “Well that doesn’t matter to me,” he teased, his voice playful but with an edge that made it clear he really did not care about her married status.
Eva’s eyes widened in shock at his response, momentarily caught off guard by his boldness. Her usual confidence wavered, and for a moment, she just stood there.
“You really have no boundaries, do you?” she said, half-laughing, half-shaking her head in disbelief.
Julian’s grin only widened. “Boundaries? Those are for people who are afraid to take what they want,” he replied clearly enjoying the way the conversation was going.
“But don’t worry, Eva,” he added, his voice lowering to a more teasing tone, “I’m sure we both know how to keep things… interesting.”
Eva couldn’t help but laugh nervously, still unsure whether she should be impressed or concerned. With a shake of her head, she exited the room, leaving Julian with his usual smirk.
Julian chuckled as he greeted Eleanor and Isabel. “Well, ladies Good morning to you,” and they greeted him in return.
With a grin, he turned to Isabel and said, “Isabel, greet your sister.”
Isabel and Eleanor were taken aback by Julian’s sudden statement.
Isabel blinked in surprise and looked at him, “What do you mean?” she asked, clearly unsure of what Julian was implying.
Julian leaned in closer, his grin widening as he whispered, “Since you both are my wives, doesn’t that make you sisters?”
Isabel was taken aback, her face flushing with shock. She asked “What? Don’t tell me that…”
Julian laughed, his eyes glinting with mischief. “Yes, Eleanor is my wife too,” he said casually, as if the idea was nothing out of the ordinary.
Isabel stood frozen as her mind raced to process Julian’s words. Her gaze shifted between him and Eleanor, who was visibly flushed from embarrassment.
Eleanor shifted uncomfortably but said nothing. Her hands were joined together in front of her and her eyes lowered.
Isabel quickly regained her composure. Her usual calm and elegant demeanor returning as she crossed her arms.
“You really did it,” she said in mix of admiration and disbelief. “I thought you were joking about this whole thing, Julian.”
Julian simply chuckled, his confident grin never wavering. “I don’t joke when it comes to what I want,” he said. “And what I want… well, you know what it is.”
Eleanor with a faint smile, added, “He seduced me. I couldn’t resist him. Not when he had that way of making me feel…”
Her cheeks reddened even further and she could not bring herself to complete the sentence.
Isabel’s thoughts raced. She had always known that Julian had a way of making things happen, but this… was different. It was one thing to hear him say it and another to see it happening right before her eyes.
The power he had over those around him was undeniable. “So, this is really how things are now,” Isabel said.
Julian simply nodded. “This is just the beginning, Isabel,” he said with a glint of ambition in his eyes. “You will soon see what comes next.”
Julian leaned in closer to her with a teasing grin. “And she’s pregnant too,” he whispered, his gaze meeting hers with an overwhelming intensity.
Isabel’s eyes widened in shock as her breath caught in her throat. She stared at Julian, unable to immediately process what he had just said.
“What?” she said. She had never expected him to reveal something so intimate, so personal, so boldly.
Eleanor’s face flushed as the corners of her mouth curved into a smile. It was as if she had already accepted this as part of the reality they now shared.
Before Isabel could gather her thoughts, Julian shifted his attention to Eleanor, “Isabel is pregnant too,” he said, his words sending another ripple of shock through the room.
Isabel stood frozen as her heart pounded in her chest. Pregnant? She and Eleanor, both carrying his child? He impregnated his own sister?
Eleanor seeing the stunned look on Isabel’s face, gave her a small smile.
“It’s true,” she said softly. “We are both… a part of this now,” as she placed a hand on her own stomach.
It was just a moment of shock for both of them. They more or less already had an idea of Julian’s ambition.
They quickly composed themselves, both knowing deep down that they had willingly chosen to be in this position. The shock had settled, and now they found themselves accepting the reality. Their gazes met and a moment a quiet understanding passed between them.
