FAZER LOGINKnoxIt has been two long weeks already and I feel completely drained. Every single day Gina finds new ways to make the divorce process difficult. She argues over every small thing, sends endless messages through her lawyers, and seems determined to drag this out as long as possible. I barely sleep at night anymore. My mind keeps racing with thoughts I cannot quiet down.The DNA result arrived yesterday, but I still have not opened it. The envelope sits inside my gym bag like something dangerous. Part of me wants to know the truth, while another part feels terrified of what it might say. I keep putting it off, telling myself I will look at it later, but later never seems to come.I walk into the gym after many months away. The moment I step through the doors, the familiar smell of rubber mats and clean sweat greets me. It feels strange to be back here. The place looks lively this evening. On the right side, the cardio area has long rows of treadmills and machines where people run a
Emma“E… Emma?” my father says in a gentle tone.The moment I hear my name from his lips, something inside me breaks open. Tears fill my eyes instantly. We both move forward at the same time and rush into each other’s arms. I wrap my arms around him tightly, holding on as if I am afraid he might disappear. He hugs me back just as tight, his strong hands pressing against my back. For the first time in my life, I feel what it truly means to be held by my own father. His warmth makes me feel safe in a way I have never known before. We stay like that for a long time, neither of us wanting to let go.When we finally pull back, both of us have tears in our eyes. The old woman stands nearby, watching us with a soft expression. She steps closer and looks straight at me. “You are Emma, my granddaughter. Come here, child.”Her voice is warm and full of joy. I walk into her open arms without hesitation. We hug warmly, and she laughs softly in pure happiness. The sound of her laughter fills t
Two days laterI've heard nothing from Knox since the DNA test but I'm not bothered about it.I sit across from Iva in her small living room, my hands twisting together in my lap. The anger still burns hot inside my chest. I remember every detail of the pictures Knox showed me that night at his house. The images sit heavy in my mind, and they make my blood boil all over again."I am going to see my father today," I say.Iva looks at me with wide eyes. She reaches over and takes my hand. "Emma, are you sure? Are you strong enough?"I nod even though my throat feels tight. "I need to do this. I cannot keep waiting."We stand up at the same time and pull each other into a tight hug. Her arms feel warm and safe around me. For a moment I let myself hold on a little longer. Then I step back, give her a smile, and walk out the door.I get into Iva's car, she said I can use it till I fix mine. I do not head straight out of the city. Instead I turn toward Ethan's house first. My hands grip th
Two days laterI've heard nothing from Knox since the DNA test but I'm not bothered about it.I sit across from Iva in her small living room, my hands twisting together in my lap. The anger still burns hot inside my chest. I remember every detail of the pictures Knox showed me that night at his house. The images sit heavy in my mind, and they make my blood boil all over again."I am going to see my father today," I say.Iva looks at me with wide eyes. She reaches over and takes my hand. "Emma, are you sure? Are you strong enough?"I nod even though my throat feels tight. "I need to do this. I cannot keep waiting."
GinaAfter a while I see them walk out. Knox is ahead with Emma following behind him.He has a huge frown on his face like he does not want to spend another minute with her around him.I smile again in satisfaction because this is just the beginning. By the time I am done with her, he will hate her completely.They get into the car and drive off. I wait for extra thirty minutes before stepping out of my car.I wear my spectacles and take my bag, then walk toward the hospital entrance.To others walking by, I look like every normal person going into the hospital. But my motiv
GinaIt is already 8:30 in the morning and here I am, sitting in my car like some kind of common criminal waiting to deal with Emma. I wait patiently by the side of the road where no one would suspect anything because I am careful like that. I have worked too hard to let some stupid mistake ruin everything for me now.My car windows are wound up tight and the air inside feels hot. As I sit here, anger burns through my chest like fire I cannot put out. I still cannot believe Emma is pregnant for that fool, Knox. The thought of her carrying his child makes me want to scream.Although, I am happy he does not trust her anymore because that is one great thing I have managed to do to tear them apart. I had to send those pictures of Emma in bed with Ethan because desperate times call for desperate measures. A cruel smile twisted on my lips just now, yes, that was me. I did it to teach her a lesson she will never forget.I adjust the scarf on my head and keep my eyes focused on Lifecare H
EmmaThe door to Knox’s office bangs open so loudly that I jump in my chair. My eyes fly up just in time to see Knox dragging Monica out by both arms. Her body twists awkwardly. Her red heels scrape against the marble floor as she tries to find her balance. She almost crashes face-first into the g
KnoxThe soy sauce hits the table with a deliberate clink. Too loud. I feel it in my molars.Emma’s thighs have already parted from the movement of her legs. And the sight of it almost makes me laugh out loud. Not because it’s funny. Because it’s pathetic how badly she’s trying to pretend she stil
EmmaI stop, tense muscles, heart slamming so hard I don't think I can keep it in, probably my mother is going to hear it through the door. Knox’s hand is still clamped over my mouth, his body pressed over mine, still inside me, still trembling in the aftershock of cumming. He stares at me, calm
EmmaI am still under the desk when he finishes.His hand tightens in my hair one time, his hips jerking forward and then I feel the hot liquid hitting the back of my throat. I swallow fast.He groans and then he pets my head. “Good girl.”My knees hurt when they press against the floor. My thighs







