MasukHunter.Her eyes widened. “You found him?”“Yes.”“And?”I let out a breath. “He’s terrified. Christian destroyed him, made him disappear. He thought we were sent to kill him at first.”Her breath stuttered. “Oh God. Did he say anything?”“He only confirmed what we already knew,” I said. “That your father is innocent.”Her knees buckled slightly and she grabbed the edge of the bed.“That’s it?” she whispered.“For now,” I replied. “He kicked us out. But it was clear he knew more. He’s close to breaking though, I can feel it.”She laughed weakly. “Close to breaking. It's ironic how everyone around Christian is always ‘close to breaking.’”“That’s how he survives,” I said. “By keeping people scared and silent.”Her hands started shaking visibly now.“Lucia,” I muttered gently. “Hey. Look at me.”She didn’t, staring down at her hands as she spoke. “I thought I understood how bad he was, but listening to you talk about that man… about how scared he was… it’s like Christian poisons everyth
Hunter."Lucia, wait."I followed her without thinking as she walked fast down the hallway, her shoulders stiff and her steps sharp like she was afraid that if she slowed down for even a second, something... or someone, would catch up to her.So I waited until we were far enough from his door before I spoke again.“Lucia,” I called quietly. “Hey.”She still didn’t stop.“Lucia,” I repeated, a little firmer now.She reached her door and fumbled with the handle, her hands shaking just enough that it made my chest tighten. I took over, pushing thr door open so she could step inside, and I followed immediately, closing it behind us without locking it.She turned to face me.“I’m fine,” she blurted out too quickly.I shook my head. “No, you’re not.”She scoffed, turning away from me. "What do you know?""Lucia, I know you're not fine.""You don't get to say that, Hunter," she persisted, still avoiding to look back at me.“I get to ask,” I continued, stepping closer to her from behind. “And
Lucia.BANG, BANG, BANG! The knock came again, louder and even more urgent."Father, it's me!" I recognized the voice before my mind fully processed it.Hunter.Christian’s hand froze where it had been on my thighs, his body tensing above mine. His jaw tightened as his gaze flicked toward the door.“Can’t this wait?” Christian called back, irritation thick in his voice.“No,” Hunter replied without hesitation. “It can’t.”My heart slammed against my ribs.Christian exhaled slowly through his nose, clearly displeased. “You have terrible timing.”“It’s urgent,” Hunter said again. “I really need a minute.”“You’re persistent,” Christian muttered, more to himself than to Hunter.He glanced down at me, eyes dark and unreadable. Then he straightened slowly, looking at me with an unreadable expression.“This isn’t finished,” he stated. We’ll continue this later, don’t forget that.”I nodded stiffly, unable to trust my voice and for the first time since he’d summoned me, I could breathe pro
Lucia.For a few seconds after he said it, I couldn’t tell if I’d heard him right. The room felt too quiet, and I was stunned. 'It’s been a long time since you were in my bed.'I didn’t blink. I didn’t breathe.I just stared at him, my mind scrambling to catch up while my body reacted first, my chest tight, my shoulders stiff and that familiar knot forming in my stomach.“What do you mean by that?” I asked, choosing my words carefully.Christian tilted his head, studying me the way he always did when he felt I was questioning him. “You heard me.”“That’s not an explanation,” I said. “That’s a statement.”“And it’s a pretty direct statement, if you ask me.”I exhaled hard. “Christian, this has been a platonic marriage for some years now, and that's been your choice.”He stepped closer infront of me, his shoes barely making a sound against the floor. “You’ve grown bold lately.”“I’ve grown honest,” I replied.He smiled faintly. “Those two things aren’t the same.”I stepped back careles
Lucia.I woke up reaching for warmth that wasn’t there.My hand slid across the sheets to meet nothing but cold fabric, and my eyes opened instantly. The other side of the bed was empty. Neat and untouched. Like Hunter had never been there at all.My chest tightened.I sat up, pulling the sheets higher around myself as my eyes darted to the door like I expected him to be standing there.He wasn’t.“Of course,” I muttered to myself.I reached for my phone immediately and typed without thinking. 'When did you leave the bed?'The message sent and the silence in the room felt louder. I swung my legs over the side of the bed and stood, wrapping my robe around me as I paced slowly, my mind already spinning. For some reason, I felt anxious and unsettled.My phone buzzed a couple minutes later and I reached for it immediately to see a text from Hunter.Hunter: 'Early. Had to take care of some things. I’ll explain later when I get back. Are you okay?'I exhaled, dropping my shoulders just a li
Hunter."Fuck," I muttered, slamming the car door harder than I meant it to.I dropped into the driver’s seat, throwing my head back as I ran a hand through my hair in frustration.Asher got in on the passenger side and shut the door carefully, clearly much calmer than I was.I started the engine but didn't pull away yet, staring out the window.“That was a dead end,” I said flatly. “We were right there Asher, right there. And he shut the door in our faces.”Asher sighed and leaned back against the seat. “No. That wasn’t a dead end.”I shot him a look. “You heard him. He gave us nothing.”“He gave us the final confirmation we needed,” Asher replied calmly. “Fuck that. We already knew it, plus confirmation doesn’t save James,” I snapped. “Confirmation doesn’t put Christian behind bars.”Asher didn’t show any reaction. “Hunter, listen to me. That man is terrified, he's not pretending. He's genuinely terrified.”“I know,” I said flatly, "and that’s what makes this worse.”I pulled out o







