Chapter 2: 02- Two mothers

In an average looking wooden room, a 19 years old handsome boy, with black hair and golden eyes, sat with extreme concentration, while looking at the portrait in front of him.

The portrait depicted a girl who also had black hair and golden eyes, just like the boy. The portrait was made with such perfection that girl in the portrait looked alive.

Her beautiful golden eyes seemed to peer in a person's soul, while the gentle smile on her rosy lips looked almost… inviting. 

But the boy didn't look satisfied–

Tsk.

–He even clicked his tongue in frustration. 

'I should have made the hair a little thicker', the boy thought.

It might seem unreasonable to others to be frustrated on such a good painting, but the boy didn't like anything less than perfect.

Especially, when this was the gift for the only woman he had ever fallen in love with.

Creak.

Suddenly, the voice of the creaking of wood was heard, and the boy hurriedly tried to hide the portrait. 

He sat in front of the blank canvas just in time, when a beautiful woman in her 30's entered the room.

The boy's heartbeat quickened looking at her.

She had silky black hair and golden eyes, and looked exactly like the person depicted in the portrait he had hurriedly hidden.

"Mark. When did you tell me you were going to come down for lunch?" The woman asked in a melodious voice, while folding hands just below her large breasts. 

She seemed pissed.

Mark looked at the artifact, he wore in his right hand, and the cold sweat began to form on his forehead. 

'Crap!' 

Not hearing a response, the woman further narrowed her enchanting golden eyes at him. 

Mark felt guilty. After all, he had told her he would come down 15 minutes ago. 

"Sorry mom, you know how easily I lose track of the time while painting." 

Looking at his guilty expressions, Eleanor sighed. "Apology accepted… Now, let's go. The food is getting cold."

Mark smiled. He knew she would easily forgive him. His mother's heart was very soft. 

'Is that why I fell for her?' 

He had asked this question millions of times, but with no results.  

Mark had given this question a lot of thoughts.

First, it wasn't beauty. Yes, Eleanor was a beautiful woman, but she wasn't an awakened. 

He had met many women who had awakened various classes, and their beauty was at different realm altogether. Hence, he was sure beauty was not the reason why he fell for Eleanor, his own mother. 

Then, he wandered about her nature. Eleanor was a kind woman, and was very soft hearted.

But was she the only kind woman he had ever met? Nope. Hence, he mentally crossed this reason as well. 

Was it because she was his mother, and he was turned on by taboo? 

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On thinking about it, Mark began to experiment and started fantasizing about his sisters and second mother. Which greatly turned him on… but he still didn't feel the same for them what he felt for Eleanor. Which made him sigh in relief. 

Hence, it was still the mystery why did he fall for her.

But it didn't matter. Mark had already decided he was not going to deny his feelings anymore. 

Soon, they reached the dining table, where another woman in her 30's was already waiting for them. 

The woman had black hair and obsidian eyes, and looked a little similar to Eleanor. She was Melanie. Eleanor's little sister, and his father's second wife, hence his second mother. 

Mark had heard Leonard, his father was a very talented awakener. Leonard also had magic swordsman as his class, which was an extremely rare class, and only few humans had in every generation. 

That was not it. Leonard even learned sword technique and magic spells as easily as walking in the park. 

Hence, the family of his mothers wanted to have good connection with him. So when Leonard reached their town, his mother's family proposed him to marry both sisters. Which he gladly accepted.

Unfortunately, Leonard died just after two years of marriage. Hence, Mark didn't have any memories of his father.

Looking at the Melanie's playful obsidian eyes in front of him, Mark groaned inwardly.

'Shit! Mother is here too.' 

Mark didn't like to call his both mothers as first mother or second mother. Because it was long and seemed… distant. 

Instead, he called Eleanor 'Mom', while he used 'Mother' for Melanie.

"Oh, Mark! Aren't you a little early?" Melanie said while looking at the time-measuring artifact on her wrist. "I thought I would have to wait for the whole day to see your esteemed presence."

Melanie was a little playful, and never left a chance to tease anyone. 

'Now, mother is going to tease me for atleast this whole month.' Mark thought with a frown.

Usually, it wouldn't have been a big deal even if they waited a little. Both of his mothers didn't mind such things. 

But it was Sunday. Many people went out with their families on Sundays. 

Which greatly boosted the number of customers his both mothers had to handle in their restaurant. 

It was not like Mark was just doing time pass while both of his mothers worked their ass off. 

No. Mark was an artist, and his every painting sold for a good price. Hence he also contributed in the family. He had even asked them to stop working now that he was stable. 

But they refused, they had grown attached to their restaurant. Why wouldn't they? When they were running it for 17 years, and this was the only thing which helped them when his father had died without leaving a single penny for them.

It was really difficult for both of his mothers to raise him and his two sisters, but thankfully their dishes became a hit in the neighborhood and the difficult times passed thanks to the restaurant. 

And now they had left the restaurantat at such busy hours in the hands of two employees just to eat with Mark. Since they knew, both of his sisters weren't home.

But he had told them he was coming– like 15 minutes ago– and forgot to come down like it was nothing.

Mark also knew it was his mistake. Hence, he just apologized on the playful remark of Melanie.

"Oh, it's not a big deal," Melanie waved her hand, "but now that you have come, let's eat. We are getting late." 

Mark nodded, and hurriedly sat on his chair. He knew he had already made them wait for so long, and didn't want to waste more of their time.

Soon, all three of them began to enjoy the food blissfully, without knowing the difficult times ahead.

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