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What’s a Mother Without Her Child
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The Hockey player's submissive professor If Rhett Were Here
JUNO HAYESCallum didn’t say anything, but I could feel his gaze on me from time to time as I sat on the couch, facing the hallway that led to the front door.My knees were drawn up to my chest, and I couldn’t stop the tears that kept sliding down my face.I stared ahead, but I wasn’t really seeing the room — all I could see was the moment replaying in my head.My own daughter, the one who used to call me her best friend, had pushed me… and left with my boyfriend.The look in her eyes — it wasn’t confusion or anger. It was hate. Cold, sharp hate.“Juno, stop crying. You’re going to give yourself a headache,” Callum murmured softly.Just as the words left his mouth, the front door burst open. Footsteps hurried across the floor, and before I could even lift my head, I knew who it was.Nina.The moment her face came into view, the tears spilled even harder, and a broken sound escaped me — a sound I didn’t even know I could make.She rushed toward me and pulled me into her arms.“Oh, hone
The Hockey player's submissive professor House of Lies
JUNO HAYESThe crushing feeling hit me as I watched them from the window.Adrian opened the car door for Cassie, and she slipped inside with a smile that made my stomach twist. The door shut, and for a few seconds, he looked straight at me through the glass. He wasn’t smiling, but there was satisfaction in his eyes, a dark, knowing kind.I had brought the devil into my home without realizing it, and he had corrupted my daughter right under my nose.He turned away, climbed into the driver’s seat, and I watched as the car rolled down the driveway and disappeared into the night. My chest tightened with every second until I could barely breathe.“You need to calm down, Juno. You ..” Callum started, but I spun around, trembling with rage.“Calm down? Calm down? He slept with her, and now she’s brainwashed…”I stopped myself mid-sentence. Why was I even explaining this? He’d seen it all.I stormed toward the dining table where I’d dropped my purse.“Juno, what are you doing?” Callum asked b
The Hockey player's submissive professor Flipped Script
JUNO HAYESThe silence that followed was like a gunshot echoing in a small room.Callum froze beside me, fork halfway to his mouth before it clattered onto his plate. His lips parted, but no sound came out. I didn’t even look at him. My eyes were on Cassie and Adrian.Cassie’s face flushed pink, her eyes flicking between me and Adrian. She didn’t scream like I expected her to. Didn’t deny it. Didn’t even look shocked. She just sat there, like a kid caught doing something bad but too far gone to care. That was worse than any denial could’ve been. My stomach twisted.And Adrian, he just stared. Mouth slightly open, eyes wide, pretending to process it. Pretending to be hurt.“What the fuck are you saying, Juno?” he snapped suddenly, voice sharp enough to slice the air. “What the fuck kind of statement is that?”That was the first time he’d ever cursed at me.He pushed his chair back violently and stood, his fists clenched. “You think I’d sleep with Cassie? Your daughter? Jesus Christ, Ju
The Hockey player's submissive professor Clear
JUNO HAYESWe finally sat down at the dining table, the polished wood gleaming under the chandelier light. The air smelled like rosemary and garlic, warm bread, and something sweet baking in the oven. My stomach rumbled involuntarily, despite the adrenaline still buzzing in my veins.Cassie had apparently taken over the kitchen with Adrian’s reluctant help. There were roasted chicken legs glazed with honey and mustard, a steaming dish of mashed potatoes with little flecks of chives, a salad with what looked like cranberries and walnuts, and a loaf of fresh bread that made my mouth water.“Wow,” I said. “This smells amazing.”“Thanks, Mom!” Cassie said brightly, sliding a plate in front of me. “We figured dinner would be better than whatever boring takeout you were planning.”I glanced at Adrian, who was serving himself quietly, his sleeves rolled up and a faint smudge of flour on his cheek. He smiled at me politely. “Cassie insisted, so I helped.”Callum, seated to my right, picked up
The Hockey player's submissive professor Eyes on Me
JUNO HAYES“...We’re going to act like nothing just happened,” Callum said, his hands pressing lightly against my shoulders. I looked up at him, standing right outside my front door. The warm glow spilling from the window told me either Adrian or Cassie or maybe both were home.My eyes flicked to my car, and Callum caught the movement, gently turning me to face him. My body still thrummed with adrenaline, anxiety, and that lingering fear from only minutes ago. I couldn’t stop wondering who had really been following us. Could it really have been Emma, like Callum suggested?We couldn’t be certain.Callum, however, wanted us to stop thinking about it. Hard to do when he was the one who’d planted the fear in me in the first place. Now he wanted us to focus on the reason he was here: since I’d confided my suspicion that something inappropriate might be going on between Cassie and Adrian, he’d suggested coming over for dinner to see for himself.We would have been here anyway…if not for th
The Hockey player's submissive professor Don't Turn Around
JUNO HAYESI turned to look at Callum for the tenth time in a row now, then down at his grip on the steering wheel. It was tight, like he wanted to squeeze the life out of it. Poor steering wheel.And that wasn’t all. He was quiet. Too quiet. It was so un-Callum-like that it started to make me uneasy.I sighed. “Okay, let it out. What’s wrong?”He glanced at me, his brow creasing before his eyes flicked back to the road.“What do you mean?”He actually looked confused. Like, genuinely confused.“Hmm, I don’t know,” I said, tilting my head. “You’ve been pretty silent since we said goodbye to Emma. You only spoke when you insisted on driving.”He didn’t answer. Just kept his eyes locked on the road ahead.When I thought I wasn’t going to get a word out of him, he muttered something under his breath. It sounded like Emma.That name dragged my thoughts back to a few minutes ago and to how grateful I was that she wasn’t badly hurt. She’d even been nice about it, which was wild considering
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