บททั้งหมดของ Hunted By The Player: บทที่ 141 - บทที่ 150

I look at the balcony where Miguel is finishing installing the last details of the Spanish flags displayed on the support grid. On his back is the number ten with Hunter's name in green. It reminds me that I am pregnant with his children. The autograph and signature are at the height of my brother's ribs and my mind wanders to the notes Hunter always left me. I pout for the longing that settles upon my chest.A week ago, I lied to the man I loved for being a complete coward. I am unable to face reality, but lately I prefer to think that I was protecting him and his professional life and for that he has to leave people aside, i.e., me.The announcement of his transfer to the rival club was no surprise to anyone and not a breaking news, the newspapers and sports programs had only officially announced the events. There were no pronouncements from Hunter only Alan who gave a small note saying that "Hunter" himself and his family were very happy. As the announcement was not new, the most c

I am huge! My belly has grown in an abnormal way since I am pregnant with three small surprises, which is always leaving me tired and feeling unwell.I go back to the computer to finish reviewing one of the articles Stella had sent me and finish today's post for my blog. Lately I have been receiving lots of great comments about my posts.Spain is doing well in the world cup and is one of the favorite teams for the cup. Hunter calls me every day to find out how I am, and I've been thinking that he might have a sixth sense of foreboding about events. I check the time through my notebook and see that it's time for another vitamin pill for pregnant women. If I knew I would get lucky to be carrying three at once, I would have tried to wait longer!“I have arrived, daughter.” My mother pokes her head into the room. “How are you doing?”“Hungry and very, very tired,” I pout. “Mom, how is this possible?” I point to my stomach with some despair and she sits on my bed.“Selena, you're already t

“Hunter Blanco.” I shake his hand. I turn to face Selena. “Shall we take a drive?” Why won’t she look at me?“Yes.” She gives just one nod. “Thank you for accompanying me here,” she tells the dancer.“Just don't spoil anything.” I look at him and lead Selena to the car. What is that son of a bitch doing here?I start the car and notice that Selena is tense beside me. I drive until I reach the outskirts of the city, where you can park your car to admire the jetty and the beach.“Thanks for message,” I say when I turn off the car and she shifts uncomfortably, irritated, angry, confused.“Glad you liked it.” She offers a nervous smile.“Selena, I missed you so much I...” I put my hand on the side of her waist. Huh? I move my hand to the top of her stomach. “What is this?” I gasp when I feel the bulge. Am I actually dreaming or is this really happening?“I-I was going to tell you...” she tries to speak.“Tell me what?” I demand, trying not to snarl.“Just don't scream.” She squints at me.

“Mom, he was here,” I cry, still lying down with my back to the door. “I screwed up again, Mom. I didn't want to hurt him but as always, I screwed it up.” I sniffle. “When will I stop hurting people?”I feel a weight as my bed sinks and strong arms hug me from behind.“You didn't mess anything up.” The deep voice makes me shiver and scares me at the same time.“Hunter?” I speak, not believing. “How... how...”“Shh.”“I... How...” My head is boiling so much that I can’t finish a sentence and the crying again ignites. I am mortified to cry like a little girl in front of Hunter.“Calm down, I'm here.” His voice is like a whisper.I arch my back in pain.“Ouch ouch ouch Hunter!” I exclaim, panting as something hot drips onto the mattress.“Selena!” He releases, exasperated to see blood on the mattress.Oh shit, not again... My little surprises!“Grab a towel from the bathroom and my bag from behind the door,” I order.I hear Hunter crashing through the still unknown house. I get up slow

I am dizzy from all the phone calls I made during the day. Valentina, Joanna, Sophia, Alice and Stella have spent hours talking to me on the phone, congratulating me. I am very surprised by Stella who had already sent me three yellow balloons at Hunter's house two hours earlier with a very cute card.Hunter and I have continued in an almost non-communicative relationship since our argument yesterday.The news that I will only have three more months in Spain takes me completely by surprise, and at a time when I thought everything was going to start to change. Never in my life do I remember getting a student visa and that I needed to change it. Damn the accident...I stay in the living room reading a magazine and listening to Hunter talking to another person, interested in purchasing the house, since in a few weeks he will have to move.“How are you?” He sits beside me.“The same?” I look at him who is nodding his head.“I'm sorry,” he says. I open my mouth but stop from saying anything