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Pregnant for my husband’s father Chapter 57
Clara’s POVI turned away from the window, my fingers trailing lightly over the silky fabric of the curtains. The palace was still quiet, blanketed in the hush of early morning, but I could feel the pulse of power that lived within its walls.Last night had shown me something terrifying… and something useful.The King wasn’t just powerful. He was untouchable. Fearless. A monster in his own right, but a monster that commanded gods and demons alike. And in a world like this, a woman needed more than courage or skills with a blade, she needed proximity to power.If I couldn’t beat the beast, I had to tame it.A slow smile spread across my lips as I walked back toward the mirror. My reflection stared back, fierce and beautiful, eyes sharp with purpose.I wasn’t a fool. I knew love had nothing to do with it. Men like the King didn’t love, they claimed. They possessed. They consumed.But if I could make him want me, if I could make him crave me the way he craved blood and dominance, then I
Pregnant for my husband’s father Chapter 56
Elena’s POVI wanted to scream at him. I wanted to throw something—or maybe just walk away and never come back. But instead, I stood there… staring at the person I thought I knew better than anyone in the world.“You want to fix it?” I laughed bitterly, shaking my head. “You think an apology just fixes something like this?”Alex didn’t speak. He just stood there, towel around his waist, guilt etched across every inch of his face.“I defended you,” I whispered, the words tearing out of me. “I defended you to everyone. When people said you were distant, or hard to read—I said they just didn’t know you like I did. I thought I knew you, Alex. I trusted you with everything in me.”He stepped forward, his voice gentle. “You still can—”“No, don’t.” I raised a hand, stopping him. “You didn’t just hide this. You let me make a fool of myself. Do you know how many times I played matchmaker, thinking I was helping my best friend find love—when really, you were just standing there, letting me do
Pregnant for my husband’s father Chapter 55
Alex’s POVMy head throbbed like it had been cracked open and stitched back together. I groaned, rubbing my temples as I blinked my eyes open. The sunlight stabbed through the curtains with no mercy.Then I felt it—warm skin pressed against mine. A hand draped lazily across my chest.Shit.I turned slowly and found a guy lying next to me—naked, fast asleep, his hair tousled, lips slightly parted like he didn’t have a single care in the world.The memories hit me like a flood—his hands on my waist at the bar, the way he leaned close and whispered things that made me forget Ethan even existed. The drunken laughter, the kisses, and then… the wild mess that followed here in my room.I sighed and sat up, my body aching in ways that confirmed every memory. Just as I was about to drag myself out of bed, the guy stirred.He opened his eyes, smiled sleepily, and said, “Morning, sunshine.”I gave a half-hearted chuckle. “Yeah… morning.”“You look like you wrestled with a hurricane.”“Well,” I s
Pregnant for my husband’s father Chapter 54
Alex’s POVI sat there in the dimly lit room long after Ethan left, still stunned by the kiss, the rejection, and the ache in my chest that I just couldn’t shake. I stared blankly at the wall, letting the silence weigh on me like a punishment I deserved.What the hell was I thinking?I kissed him again. Let him touch me. Let myself feel something I shouldn’t. Something forbidden.I should hate him for walking away.But I hated myself more.I was having an affair with my best friend’s husband. Elena’s husband. And the worst part? I didn’t even want to stop.I didn’t plan this. I never wanted to feel this way. But it happened. And now, every time I see him with her, every time I watch him pretend like we’re nothing, it cuts deeper.I didn’t feel like going back to the masquerade ball. I didn’t want to face Ethan. I sure as hell didn’t want to see Elena, smiling like everything was perfect.Everything is not perfect.I needed to breathe. I needed something to numb this storm in my chest.
Pregnant for my husband’s father Chapter 53
Clara’s POVI couldn’t move. I couldn’t blink. I couldn’t even breathe.There it was, the head. The man’s severed head lying right there in front of me. His lifeless eyes wide open, his mouth still twisted in agony, and worse—he was staring at me.Right. At. Me.Like I was the one who tore his head off. Like I had blood on my own hands.And hell, maybe I did because my entire body was splattered in blood. My dress? Ruined. My face? Coated. My appetite? Completely dead.The King stood slowly, picked up a white cloth, and calmly wiped his hands like he just spilled wine instead of slaughtering a man. Then he turned and walked out of the dining hall in silence composed, unbothered, dripping in crimson like some damn demon in a crown.I just sat there, frozen, praying the ground would do me a favor and open up to swallow me whole.And then…“Wow,” Elena said, breaking the silence with a cheery voice that made my skin crawl. “That was intense. What do you think the guy did?”I whipped my h
Pregnant for my husband’s father Chapter 52
Clara’s POVI walked back into the ballroom, smoothing my dress and trying to erase the image of what I’d just witnessed. But whatever calm I thought I had was shattered the moment I stepped in.And then I saw him.The King.Covered in blood.He stood tall, dominant, terrifying—his powerful frame soaked in deep red that dripped slowly from his claws to the polished marble floor. In his arms was Amelia, unconscious, her head resting limply against his chest like a broken porcelain doll.Every eye was on him.No one spoke. No one moved.The music had long stopped. Even the air felt frozen.The only sound was the subtle drip… drip… drip of blood.“Everyone. Get. Out.” the King roared, his voice dark and primal.The room broke into chaos, no screams, no protests, just a sudden and desperate rush to obey. Guests practically tripped over one another as they scrambled out of the ballroom, skirts swishing, shoes clicking frantically against the floor.Two maids, visibly shaking, rushed forwar
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