Chapter 4: Cracks in the Armor

Olivia Parker

"What do you mean what did I hide?" I whispered back, my voice shaky as I stared up at Ethan. My body still trembled from the orgasm. His finger traced my stomach again and I shivered. Guilt hit me hard but I pushed it down.

Ethan narrowed his grey eyes. He gripped my chin and made me look at him. "You feel different. Tell me now, Olivia."

I turned my face away and sat up slowly. My pussy still ached from him. "Nothing deep. As I'll always say, I ran because you believed Madison Reed. That is all." I grabbed my torn dress and held it against my chest. My nipples stayed hard. I wanted more even as anger burned inside me.

Ethan stood up. His cock still glistened. He pulled on his pants and gave a cold laugh. "You are lying, and you know I know that. But I will find out." He left the room without another word. The door slammed behind him.

I lay back on the bed alone. My mind raced with fear for Noah. I could not tell him. Not yet. I touched my stomach and remembered carrying his child alone. Tears stung my eyes but I wiped them away fast. I checked my phone and sent a quick message to the nanny. Then I fell into a restless sleep.

The morning after I woke up in panic. My body felt sore between my legs yet I craved more of Ethan. The memories of his cock pounding me made me wet again. I sat up fast and looked around the temporary room. Ethan was already gone. A cold note lay on the pillow beside me.

"Move into the Hayes mansion today per the will. No excuses."

I crumpled the note in my fist. "Bastard," I muttered under my breath. I grabbed my phone and video called the nanny right away.

Noah's face appeared on the screen. He smiled wide with his dinosaur toy in hand. "Mommy! The spy games are so fun. I miss you…When are you coming back?”

I forced a big smile and waved at him. "Soon, baby. Keep playing and listen to the nanny okay? Mommy loves you so much." My heart squeezed tight. I had to keep him hidden and safe across town. He looked happy and oblivious. That reinforced my determination to protect him from all this.

I ended the call and packed my things quickly. I headed to the Hayes mansion with my bags. Servants showed me to a guest room but I wandered the halls first. In a side drawer in the study I found hidden letters while looking for paper to sketch on.

My hands shook as I opened them. William Hayes had written them. He paid for my early Los Angeles apartment anonymously. He suspected Madison Reed's lies but could not confront Ethan without proof. Tears filled my eyes. He had protected me from afar all this time. This shattered everything I thought about being alone. I questioned every choice I made. Why did he never tell me directly?

I stuffed the letters back but kept one in my pocket. My chest felt heavy with mixed emotions. Anger at the secrets, gratitude for his kindness, and fear of what else hid here.

Ethan found me later in the hallway. His eyes looked tired from the hangover but they still burned with obsession. "You are redesigning the master suite. And I'd suggest you start now as that is part of the thirty day terms." He handed me measuring tape and a notebook. His voice left no room for argument.

I nodded and followed him upstairs to the very bedroom from my dreams. The same big bed and the same walls. Being so close to him made my nipples tighten visibly through my thin top. I stayed dripping and distracted all day. I measured the walls but my mind kept flashing to his fingers inside me last night. I bent over to check a corner and felt his eyes on my ass. My pussy shivered. I pressed my thighs together but it only made the ache worse.

"You are not focusing," Ethan growled from behind me. He stepped closer. His breath brushed my neck.

I turned around fast. "This is hard with you watching me like that." My voice came out breathy. I hated how much I still wanted him.

He smirked and walked out but the tension stayed thick. I worked for hours. My body stayed on edge. Every time I thought of him my clit pulsed. I finished some sketches but my hands shook.

Late at night we argued in that same bedroom. "You cannot keep pushing me like this," I snapped while packing up my tools. I moved toward the door.

Ethan cornered me against the wall. "You came back. You opened your legs for me last night. Do not act innocent now." His hands gripped my waist hard.

Angry words flew between us. I pushed his chest but he grabbed my wrists. "I hate you for believing her," I hissed. Yet my body leaned into him as longing mixed with anger.

He lifted me suddenly and set me on the drafting table. He dropped to his knees and yanked my panties down. "Then let me taste how much you hate me." His tongue attacked my pussy fast. He licked my folds and sucked my clit hard into his mouth. I screamed and grabbed his hair. My hips bucked against his face. He pushed two fingers deep inside me and curled them while his tongue flicked fast.

"Ohhh... Ethan..." I moaned loudly. Pleasure shot through me. My legs shook around his head. He kept eating me out like a starving man. The wet sounds filled the room. I came hard on his tongue. My juices coated his chin but he did not stop. He licked me through the orgasm until I trembled.

Ethan stood up and spun me around. He bent me over the table and thrust his thick cock into me from behind. "You are still my little stepsister slut." He pounded me senseless against the window. The estate lights glowed outside but all I felt was him stretching me. His hips slammed hard. He reached around and rubbed my clit. "Tell me you missed this cock."

I pushed back to meet his thrusts. "Fuck... yes." The glass felt cool on my breasts. He fucked me deeper. Filthy words spilled from him about owning me. I came harder than ever. My pussy clenched tight around him. He groaned and filled me again with hot spurts.

I pulled away emotionally right after. I fixed my clothes fast and refused to look at him. "This changes nothing. I will not tell you everything."

Ethan stared at me with raw pain in his eyes but I walked out.

And suddenly….

Madison Reed arrived dramatically at the mansion doors. She burst in with bags and announced loudly to the servants, "I am here to support the family in this hard time." Her smile looked fake as she hugged Ethan.

I slipped away to a side room to call the nanny again. I needed to check on Noah. Before I could dial I overheard Madison in the next room. She spoke low on her phone to a shady lawyer. "Contest the will, seize the assets. My plan from seven years ago was only the start. We take everything. Understood?"

My heart raced. Her scheme went deeper than framing me. I pressed against the wall and listened more. She planned to ruin the Hayes empire.

I crept away quietly but my mind spun with new fears.

And as I slipped down the hallway to finish my call to the nanny and check on Noah, Ethan appeared blocking my path. He had a dangerous smirk on his face and spoke low and menacing.

“You think you can keep secrets in my house, Olivia? I just found the nursery photos in my father’s safe... start talking, or I’ll make sure you never leave this mansion again.”