LOGINChristinaI rubbed the sponge over my chest, watching the lather spread across my skin.My head felt strangely light — like the thing I had been afraid of every day and every night had finally happened.Hunter had revealed the truth.He didn’t reject Kai.He wanted to be a real father to him.But in the quiet corner of my heart, trust still felt impossible.He had broken it five years ago.Yes, I loved him. I had never been able to let another man touch me because I only ever loved him.No matter what happens, I could never erase a single trace of him from my life.But accepting everything so suddenly was not that easy.A knock on the door pulled me out of my thoughts.“Chris… are you done?”I had no idea how long I had been standing under the water.I turned off the tap, wrapped a towel around myself, and stepped out.Hunter stood there holding my clothes.He paused and just stared at me for a long moment — as if he still couldn’t believe what had happened either.I didn’t want to st
HunterHow could she say she didn’t want to marry me?when she was just moaning my name while I was buried balls-deep inside her?When her hands had fisted my collar and she had cried hard against my chest?When the biggest truth of our relationship was already out in front of everyone and there was nothing left to hide?“Can you guys go outside? I need to talk to her.”Mom’s eyes widened. Her brows shot up like she couldn’t believe what she was hearing.Lisa was crying — I didn’t even glance at her.I didn’t understand why she was putting on a show when she had always known I never loved her.“Mom. I need space with my kid’s mother. Leave.”Dad grabbed her arm and started pulling her toward the door. She froze, refusing to move.“Look what you’ve turned him into! You raised him this way!” she snapped at Dad, but he still dragged her out.I shut the door the second they were gone and locked it.Now it was just me and Chris.She was still on the couch. The quilt pooled around her waist
HunterI had held this truth inside for too long.But I couldn’t anymore.Not when the mother of my child was being humiliated in front of everyone.Not when the woman I loved most was being called every filthy name they could think of.I took a deep breath and looked straight into the widened eyes of my parents.“Yes, dad.” I said. “Kai is my son. My blood, my flesh and my everything.”“No!” Chris screamed, shaking her head hard. “That’s not true—”My knuckles clenched hard enough to break.I stepped forward and grabbed her shoulders, forcing her to look at me.My eyes burned.I could feel the heat in them.“How long are you going to keep hiding this?” I demanded, giving her a sharp shake. “Tell me. How fucking long?”The certainty in my voice left no room for doubt.I already knew the truth.The moment Chris realized this, she stopped fighting back.The painful acceptance occurred in her pupils.“You did a DNA test… You promised me—”I cut her off.“I didn’t need to. He was born on
ChristinaHis hands gripped my ass hard and shoved my legs up against my chest.He drove into me in one deep, brutal thrust.The only thing I could feel was him — thick, hot, and relentless — stretching me open and filling every empty place inside me until there was no room left for air.With every hard stroke my body bounced on the couch.My head kept slamming against the backrest.The wet slap of skin on skin filled the room.His cock reached so deep I could feel the blunt pressure in my stomach.He had stretched me completely, inside and out, until my walls fluttered helplessly around him.I never knew I wanted it this badly.Funeral. Marriage. Running away.All of it disappeared.His hands roughly gripped my breasts, covered with his bite marks like an art.The moment his fingers began slowly circling my butthole, a sharp current shot through my entire body.Only he knew how deep those soft, hidden creases around my butthole truly were.The second his skin touched them, my body sh
ChristinaMy lips dragged against his.Ugly and desperate.My hands slid up, fingers locking around the back of his neck.Hunter seized my face and kissed me like he meant to empty me of everything I still carried.His tongue claimed my mouth without mercy. I answered with the same hunger.His mouth was hot. Tasted rain.His hands found the zipper of my dress and dragged it down in one long, rough pull.Cool air rushed over my spine.My fingers fumbled at the buttons of his soaked shirt, tearing them free until the wet fabric slid from his shoulders and hit the floor.He unclasped my bra and stripped it away, leaving me bare from the waist up in front of him.His mouth dropped to my neck.Teeth scraped, then lips sealed over the pulse, sucking hard enough to leave a mark.I gripped his shoulders. My palms sliding over rain-chilled skin that burned beneath my touch.I needed that heat.The grief had turned sharp and unbearable.This was the only way left to bleed it out.His hands clos
ChristinaI stood alone at the cremation site.Everyone else had already left. Only my mother’s ashes remained and me.My heart felt strangely hollow—like the nightmare I had dreaded for years had finally come true.There was nothing left to lose.Nothing left to fear.I just wanted a few quiet seconds with her before the rest of the world tried to tear off another piece of me.Then the sky cracked open.Cold rain began to fall in heavy sheets, streaking down my face, dripping from my chin onto the ground.I didn’t move.I didn't care if it drowned me.Suddenly, a heavy weight settled over my shoulders—a dark wool coat carrying familiar warmth.I turned.Hunter stood behind me in a white shirt that was already soaked through, clinging to his chest and shoulders.Rain ran down his face, but his eyes never left mine.“When did you come?” I asked, voice barely above the rain.I never thought he would show up here.Not for her. Not for this.His lips curved into that familiar, painful hal







