TatianaAs Hunter's fingers intertwined with mine, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation. I had never done this before, but with Hunter by my side, I felt completely at ease.He brushed my cheeks with his fingertips."I've wanted this for so long," he said softly. "But I didn't want to rush you or make you uncomfortable."I smiled at his words, feeling touched that he had been considerate of my feelings. "I trust you," I told him sincerely."I'm glad," Hunter replied, before leaning in to press his lips against mine.The kiss was gentle yet passionate, igniting a fire in me that I hadn't known existed. His lips moved expertly against mine, and I found myself responding eagerly.As our kisses deepened, Hunter's hands began to explore my body, sending shivers down my spine. We broke the kiss momentarily as he peppered light kisses along my jawline and down my neck."You're so beautiful," he whispered between kisses, making me blush yet again. His hands continue
TatianaThe doubts lingered over the months. Despite Hunter's continuous affirmations of love and commitment, I couldn't shake the fear that it was all too good to be true. The fear of vulnerability and potential heartbreak haunted me.As the days turned into weeks and weeks into months, my worries became a silent companion. Yet, Hunter didn't look worried at all. He doted on me, showering me with his love.Maybe I was being stupid. I shouldn't be so skeptical. Hunter loved me, and I loved him, so there was no problem!One year later, he invited me to his birthday party. It was at his parents' house. Oh, great. I was not looking forward to seeing his Mom again. But I had to be there for Hunter no matter what.But still...every time we saw each other, she made it clear that she didn't approve of my relationship with Hunter.On the night of the party, I stood in front of the mirror, adjusting my outfit nervously. The dress, a creation he had once admired, was now complete. I took a deep
McKennaI swallowed hard as I stood in front of Hunter's New York townhouse. If you could even call this a house. It was huge, a grand symbol of old money and privilege.What am I doing here? How did I get here? Was this a big mistake?As I looked at the impressive building, I felt a bit overwhelmed. But it was too late because I was already here. I had a purpose that was bigger than my anxiety.I can do this!I had made a plan, and I was determined to carry it out. I had kept it a secret from my mother, knowing she would never approve, and now it was taking all my self-confidence to go through with it.Taking a deep breath, I reached out and rang the doorbell.Suddenly, the door creaked open, and an old woman wearing a tailored dress stood in front of me."Can I help you?" the woman asked.I cleared my throat. "Yes, I'm here for Hunter," I said. My throat felt dry, and my voice came out like a hoarse whisper. "My name is McKenna."The woman hesitated for a moment. "Is Mr. Brooks expe
McKennaOne week ago..."MCKENNA! I NEED YOUR HELP DOWN HERE!" my mother Tatiana yelled from downstairs. We had just moved to our new house after being evicted for the third time.I rushed to the top of the staircase, my heart pounding in my chest. This new house, which was supposed to be a fresh start for us, had already brought its own set of challenges. As I hurried down the creaky wooden steps, I wondered what could possibly be wrong this time. My mother had been through so much, and I knew it was my responsibility to be there for her.I found her in the kitchen, her face twisted with worry as she motioned at the steadily growing pool of water spreading across the floor. The faucet was leaking furiously, and a steady stream of water was gushing out like a miniature waterfall.Oh great..."I tried to turn it off, but it's stuck," my mother said, her voice laced with frustration.Without hesitation, I grabbed a nearby towel and threw it on the floor to start soaking up the water. I
Present time...McKennaMy heart raced as I stood before the mystery man, Hunter Brooks. His icy blue eyes stared daggers into me, draining my confidence away. The silence was suffocating.Was the gravity of my revelation too much? Anxiety flooded my veins as I waited for him to respond, desperately hoping he had something to say, anything to ease the tension.Say something.Anything!'I'm not your father,' Hunter finally declared."What do you mean?" I asked, confused."I think you have the wrong guy," he said.I stood up abruptly. I had come prepared, and I'd been practicing my speech all morning because I knew he would try to deny the truth."I beg to differ," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "I've done a lot of research, and I've been thinking about it all morning. I was conceived around the time you and my mother dated, so it makes complete sense. And look, we even have the same eyes!"He shook his head, an expression of disbelief on his face. "I'm sorry, McKenna," he said
HunterTatiana Henry...the sound of her name sent a jolt through me that I hadn't felt in eighteen years. When her daughter appeared at my doorstep, my heart sank like a stone - could it be true? Could she really be my daughter?Tatiana had been like a shadow in my life, a ghost that I couldn't quite believe ever really existed. She was an enigma to me - one day, she was there with me, talking about our future plans together, and the next, she was gone. I had never seen or heard from her since that fateful night when we said goodbye to each other.But here I was, confronted by someone who seemed to be the spitting image of Tatiana's younger self. And I had to admit, the girl McKenna did have my eyes.Although part of me wanted to believe what McKenna said, the other half of me refused to accept it. How could I have fathered a child with Tatiana and not know about it? What would be her motive for keeping such a secret from me? Did she still feel something for me, or had she grown so mu
TatianaMy hands trembled as I rang the doorbell of Hunter's house. I had never felt such white-hot rage.After I unleashed my wrath on McKenna, she finally gave up his address even though I could tell she didn't want to at all. After everything I've done for this girl, she was trying to protect that bastard Hunter? Why!?I kept ringing the bell until the heavy oak door swung open. A woman stood there, staring at me. Her eyes narrowed as she looked me up and down. I must look insane.But I didn't give a shit what this old bitch thought of me now. She must be one of his fancy servants. People like Hunter Brooks had plenty of those around here.Stupid, rich assholes."Hunter. Where is he?" I snarled.The lines on her forehead deepened. "I am sorry, Miss. But who are you? Mr. Brooks doesn't see anyone without an appointment.""I don't give a fuck! Where is he!"The door slammed shut in my face.How dare this woman?I pounded my fists on the door, refusing to give up. "Hunter!"The door c
HunterHow interesting.I've never seen Tatiana get this angry and passionate about something before. At least not when I knew her in the past.The sight of her hit me like a punch to the gut. I had spent years trying to stop thinking about her and forget her face, and for a while, I had almost succeeded. But now, here she was again, reminding me of all the pain and heartache that we'd shared, and I was struggling to move past it.But as Tatiana stormed out of my house with fire in her eyes, I knew something was up. I had to know what was making her so angry.If McKenna wasn't my daughter, why was Tatiana so angry at me? She could simply just say that I wasn't the father and move on because I never thought for a second that I was the father. But now...This whole thing was confusing!I took a deep breath, trying to compose myself before calling Harry."The situation just got more complicated," I said as soon as he picked up the phone.Harry's voice crackled through the phone, and he s