LOGINChristinaI shut the door and leaned back against it. My chest rising and falling too fast.My heart wouldn’t slow down.I had never spoken to him like that before. Never raised my voice. Never lost control.But today…My palms were still damp. I dragged one over my face, trying to steady myself.I never thought Hunter would go this far.Breaking into my hotel room… just to get a DNA sample.I let out a shaky breath, covering my face again.Every day, he gets one step closer to a truth that will destroy us.Even after I stopped taking Kai to the Carter mansion… nothing was changing. If anything, it was getting worse.I thought he would back off after today. He wouldn't try to come near kai.After seeing how serious I was.But what if my resistance only made his doubts stronger? What if I just made things worse?"Mommy… where’s Uncle Hunter?"Kai’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts.I looked up as he stepped out of the room. His little eyes searching around, restless… hopeful.My che
Hunter"Chris..." I started, but the name died in my throat.She looked at me like she could rip me apart right there."Mom..." Kai’s small voice trembled. He had never seen her like this before. He quickly hid behind me, clutching the back of my shirt."Kai. Go to your room. Now, darling," she commanded.Her tone was calm—but firm enough to leave no room for argument."Chris, wait—""Mom, I want to play with Uncle Hunter!" Kai pleaded, clutching the hem of my cheap polyester pants.She didn't look at me. She dropped to her knees. Her eyes only for her son as she took his small hands in hers."Mom just needs to talk to Uncle for a minute, okay? You can play in your room for a little while."Kai was a good kid—an obedient one. He gave a small nod and followed the nanny into the bedroom.The click of the door closing felt like a starting pistol.I stood there. The silence in the room suddenly was heavy enough to crush."So you’ve gone this far," she hissed. Her nostrils flaring as she s
HunterI pulled on the uniform, the cheap, scratchy polyester a disgusting contrast to the bespoke Italian silk I wore every day.I hadn't had time to source a high-end prop, so I’d bought this off a kid behind the pizza shop for five hundred bucks and my watch.He’d looked at me like I was insane; I didn't care.I glanced at myself in the mirror.Unrecognizable.No one would guess who I was.Hunter Carter—now standing here dressed like a delivery boy.A quiet laugh left me.I canceled the date with Lisa at the last minute.She’d sounded bored when I called, which was perfect; it meant she wouldn't go looking for me.My real move was Jenny.I’d instructed her to bury Christina under a mountain of fabric and model fittings.Once she gets into work, she forgets everything else.I know her.She won’t suspect a thing.She never does.Still, I wasn’t taking any chances.This was the only way. The only way I could get a hair sample from Kai without anyone noticing.I’d spent the last five y
Christina"You didn't need to come. I'm feeling okay," Douglas said, his voice steady.I looked at his bandaged hand, the white gauze a stinging reminder of my own failure.Luckily, he hadn’t fractured his arm, but the guilt was a heavy stone in my chest.It was all my mistake.I shouldn’t have been driving so recklessly,If Douglas hadn't been in that minor accident, I would never have left Kai at the mansion alone.I never would have given Hunter the chance to be in a room with my son.Now, a cold, jagged fear was clawing at my throat.Hunter had found the one thing I thought was safely hidden under Kai’s clothes.DNA test.The words echoed in my head like a death knell.Only I knew the truth: the test wouldn't just be positive; it would destroy the fragile life I’d spent five years building.Hunter knew it, too.I could see the lethal certainty in his eyes when he pinned me to that bed."Chris?"I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn’t notice Douglas moving closer until his hand
Hunter"Do you want me to pull my pants down and show you?" I growled. The words vibrated against her skin.I was on the edge of a jagged cliff.While I was seeking the truth, at the same time I was killing an urge to spread her legs and fuck her relentlesslyFucking her so hard that she wouldn't be able to walk out of this room on her own feet.The thin fabric of her dinner dress was the only barrier between our bodies and I wanted to tear it off.Right now, I could feel every curve, every groove, and every maddening softness of her.It was getting harder to focus on anything else.I knew one thing—if I pushed her enough, that calm mask of hers would break.It always did.“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she said again.But her voice was shaking.The mask wasn't just slipping; it was cracking."Stop acting," I hissed. "You’ve seen me naked more than anyone else on this earth. You know exactly which mark I’m talking about, Christina. You used to rub it while you bathed me…”I
HunterI glanced back at the stack of files on my desk.Things that actually made sense.Then I looked at him again.Standing there. Waiting for my answer.Million of dollars in contracts that suddenly felt like worthless paper."Yes... what do you want to play?"I spotted a small rubber ball on the shelf and tossed it toward him.Kai didn’t fumble. He caught it with a sharp, instinctive grace that made my chest tighten.For a three-and-a-half-year-old, he was too fast.Too coordinated.“Hey…” he said after a moment, tilting his head. “What should I call you?”I frowned slightly. “What do you mean?”“You’re Mom’s stepbrother, right?”My expression hardened. “Who told you that? Your mom?”He shook his head.“Your dad,” he said simply.Of course.“I’ll call you Uncle Hunter,” he added with a small nod, like he had already decided.My jaw tightened.I pressed my lips together, saying nothing.I watched him bounce the ball and for a second, the walls of the study seemed to bleed into a di
I barely made it to the bathroom before the nausea hit me again.My stomach heaved. Violent. Relentless. I clutched the sink like it was the only thing keeping me upright.Cold water. That’s all I needed. I rinsed my mouth. Splashed my face. Whispered to myself to get it together.But the moment I s
ChristinaThe admission process was finally done. Papers signed, forms filled, reality sealed. Now came the real part—finding a place to live.“Asher, I’ll manage on my own. Don’t worry,” I said, clutching my bag tighter than I needed to.He gave me that easy smile, the kind that always made him lo
ChristinaHis hand rested on the buttons of his coat as he stepped out of the car.Calm. Controlled.Powerful as ever.Then his eyes landed on me.He froze.Pure disbelief spread across his face. He stared at me like I was a ghost dragged out of his past. Like he wasn’t sure I was real.Seconds pas
ChristinaIt had only been a week since Hunter vanished from my life, and yet his ghost still clung to me like a second skin.“Chris…” Shasha’s voice broke through the fog. The door smacked open. I quickly wiped my mouth and rushed out.She and Lena were standing with grocery bags in their arms. T







