Chapter 8: Vulnerabilities

Galba was gasping heavily, and his knees gave out. He leaned against the wall for support, trying to catch his breath before proceeding further.

After a minute of no response, Galba raised his hand to knock again, but the door swung open just in time.

She greeted him with a slight smile and asked, "Galba, did you forget something?"

"Yes, Miss Paige, I forgot to tell you something important," Galba replied.

Curious, Miss Paige inquired, "What is it?"

Galba took a deep breath, trying to steady himself. "I don't want you to ever feel lonely living by yourself. It's a big deal. I just wanted to let you know that I and Holden will always have your back. Things might get awkward and complicated with Williamson getting caught and potential riots, and I can't bear the thought of you going through any pain or uncertainties."

As Galba spoke, he couldn't help but wonder if he had made things awkward. Miss Paige remained still, her hazel eyes locked onto Galba, her emotions hidden.

A tremble ran through Galba's body as he took a step forward, closing the gap between them until they were barely an inch apart. He extended his hand, gently wrapping it around Miss Paige's waist.

She let out a short gasp, taken aback by his bold move. Galba leaned in and planted a soft kiss on Miss Paige's lips, their breaths mingling. She didn't resist, maintaining her still position. Galba tightened his grip on her waist, pulling her closer, and Miss Paige's hand found its place on Galba's arms. He delicately sucked on her lower lip, then swiftly moved to her upper lip, creating a sensual connection between them.

"I can't... I just can't resist him," Miss Paige admitted to herself.

She reciprocated with equal intensity, their lips locked in a passionate exchange. They embraced, feeling the warmth radiating between them.

Galba slowly released his grip on her waist and lifted Miss Paige, partially elevating her from the ground. He pressed her back against the door, which swung open, allowing them to enter. Once inside, Galba gently placed Miss Paige on the ground, and his eyes scanned the interior of the house before he closed the door.

"Actually i was searching for Miss Junior paige." asked galba

"do you want me to wake her up?"

"I don't like to disturb cute little children while they are asleep" said galba humoursly

Miss Paige stood still, her astonishment preventing any immediate reaction. Galba moved closer, once again holding her by the waist, and kissed her passionately. They lost themselves in the intensity of the moment, their mouths intertwining with a shared desire. soft moans of Miss Paige escape from her wet mouth, which made Galba's erection quite evident.

"Oh.. Miss paige, Take me to where you sleep." said galba

galba held her in his arms and firmly placed her on the bed, smooching some pecks he began to undress Miss Paige which he miserably failed to do so,

"Actually i was searching for Miss Junior Paige." asked Galba

"Do I need to wake her up?" Miss Paige asked with a faint smile.

"No," Galba replied. "I wouldn't want to disturb a cute child's sleep." They shared a lighthearted moment, their lips still wet from their passionate encounter.

"Hey," Galba said, breaking the silence. "I'm yours," he confessed.

Miss Paige chuckled softly. "That became lame years ago," she teased.

Galba lifted her in his arms, her legs encircling his waist. "Take me to where you sleep, Miss Paige," he whispered.

He carried her to the bed, gently laying her down. They began to undress each other, fumbling with the clothing as their desire intensified. Galba couldn't help but comment, "It's my first time being touched by a woman."

"You're a bad liar," Miss Paige responded playfully.

As the clothes came off, their passion escalated. Galba removed Miss Paige's underwear and indulged in her, savoring "It like a feast, with Miss Paige's moans reaching the highest pitch. Galba's hand reached her mouth and gently slipped his fingers deep inside. 'Oh my... sssshhhh... Lord,' moaned Paige, as he finally brought her to climax using only his mouth.

It's been so long... so long... I've yearned for this... I've yearned for Galba, Miss Paige whispered to herself.

Galba withdrew his hand from her mouth, licked his wet fingers, and leaned in for a passionate, lingering kiss. Lust consumed them both as their mouths continued to explore each other's depths.

Suddenly, they heard a loud noise coming from another room, snapping them back to reality. It must be Mila, their senses told them. 'The voices must have woken her up,' Miss Paige claimed. They quickly began dressing up, trying to restore normalcy.

'Am I the one who was screaming at the top of my lungs?' Galba asked sarcastically.

Miss Paige remained silent, not giving any reaction, which felt like a thousand needles piercing Galba's heart.

Once again, I've ruined everything by saying something incredibly foolish...

Galba picked up his shirt and started buttoning it, feeling an existential crisis brewing within his soul. Just as he was about to leave, he noticed Mila sneaking out of her room and heading towards the hall. Silently, without taking a step, Galba entered Mila's room and scanned the area where she had been playing.

'Nothing here. Where is it? Did Paige clean it up and put it in the litter box?' Galba wondered. He went to search the litter box, only to find it cleaner than his own body.

'It's strange... all of this is strange... Nothing regarding Miss Paige makes sense. Where did the daughter come from? Why did she hide or dispose of it?'

Lost in a void of thoughts, Galba made his way back to his dwelling. He tried to think, to uncover any overlooked pieces of the puzzle, but his mind remained muddled. The closer he got, the more jumbled things became.

Is Miss Paige involved? No, absolutely not. She was with us the whole time, which clears her name. But... Galba reached apartment 12b, entered his home, ignored Holden, and sat in silence. 'Is everything all right, Galba?' Holden asked softly.

Galba emitted a short "hmm" sound.

'I'm going to the lake to take a bath,' Galba declared. 'Wanna join in?' Holden eagerly accepted.

Galba intended to cleanse not only his body but also his mind, thoughts, and speculations. His overthinking had taken a toll, with countless pieces of the puzzle demanding attention.

'Why do you seem so lost all of a sudden?' Holden inquired.

'Come on, let's head to Miss Aurelia. I'm relying partially on her intel. We might be early, but it's fine. I'll have more time to be close to her,' Galba suggested.

They arrived at the police quarters, enveloped by complete silence, and proceeded to the designated house. The door was open, and the hall stood empty, with juicy fruits adorning the tea table.

'Hey, Galba, do you think Miss Aurelia would mind if I took some of these?' Holden asked, eyeing the berries. Galba comfortably settled on the soft sofa, picked up the berries, and began savoring them.

'Who cares?' he replied.

'Exactly, who cares,' Holden concurred, sitting next to his friend and grabbing a handful of berries.