บททั้งหมดของ Hunted By The Player: บทที่ 161 - บทที่ 170

“Sorry for the delay in posting again. Many crazy things have happened this New Year. By the way, I hope your year is exceptional and that your story is the end of a dream for me, which I intend to continue for some time. And there's a lot more to come. #2023ComesWithAll”I leave the hospital after another consultation with Dr Sheena. Once again, I go alone. For the first time, I had a tantrum with my mother, claiming that I would go alone if Hunter did not accompany me. The problem is that my head is not thinking straight to reason with how he fulfils a new contract and travels to play. I just didn't realise that one of these trips would go well on the day of my appointment. Best of all, my three cute little boys are doing very well despite wanting to see the world soon, which worries the doctor.I arrive at the empty apartment and dispatch my mother, Sophia and Luana to fix the details of the decoration for my wedding that will take place exactly one month from now. I know I should

He looks at me for several seconds that feel endless. I look away once more to see if he starts talking but nothing.“This is leaving me in anticipation.” I smile in humour.“Never say that again.” I let out my breath. “My dream is coming true every day.”I go back to grinning and rock on my heels. “I want a favour.”“Oh yes?” he questions suspiciously.“I want a pregnancy book.” I bite my lip.“You do?” He’s amazed.“That's right, I want a pregnant book in a photo studio with you,” I release all at once.He looks at me like it was ten minutes ago when he arrived.“That would be a reminder for all of us.” I lower my head, indicating belly.“That would be more than amazing.” He opens a wide smile.“Really?” My smile widens too.“Today?” he asks, excited.“Today.” I nod with my head.I swing my leg at the nerves that passes through me at this moment as Madrid passes the side of my window in blurs. I relax against the car’s plush seats, gazing at the scenery go by.“You’re nervous.” I

HunterI greet the guests while the damn hour passes by. Just when you want to give her space, time shows you that you are not and will never own it. I clench and unclench my fists several times to see if the tension is gone. I look several times to where Selena will be appearing and want to run to her and see her beautiful brown eyes shining. I am restrained by my godparents Jimmy and Fernando. I often look at my old bedroom window and wish I can see it for at least a second, but I see nothing as the trees and distance blocks my view. When I realise that the women have given the air of their graces to the party, I feel it is almost time. I prefer to think a little more about how much I am looking forward to it, to finally have Selena as my wife and see my children, only now without escape.I position myself in the agreed-upon place at the altar and tensely wait for the music to start. When I realise Selena is already walking with her father beside her, smiling at our guests, I finall

Hunter“I'm inquisitive,” she says, looking giddy but ever so beautiful“About what?” I wonder.“About where are we going,” She behaves like a little girl, still playing, twirling in her wedding dress.“Where are we going?” I look away as if I don't understand.“Hunter!” She slaps my arm. “Stop it, if you're not going to get a laugh from your pregnant wife.”“Surprise, my beautiful.” I suck on her pouting lower lip. “Surprise.”I leave Selena once more with the girls and go back to the big guys' table. I leave my wife, my WOMAN; how good it feels to say that! “Awww my heart is full looking at you love birds?” Jimmy greets me again with my newest adjective.“Idiot,” I say. I drop an ice cube in my drink and pour myself a shot of whiskey.“Man, speeches are kind of for faggots don't you think?”Eric, Fernando, my father, Tony and Miguel are laughing together.“Well, I'm a faggot, right?” I take my dose. “I wasn't the one who publicly declared myself on Forbes*.”He almost chokes on his

“Selena.” I hear a deep throat masculine voice calling out softly yet strongly for me.I open my eyes and squint against the glare.“Love, did you sleep out here?” Hunter is asking me. I look around and notice I'm still on the lounge chair.“How long have you been here?” I ask, checking the clock on my cellphone.“I think fifteen minutes. You can't sleep here. It’s very uncomfortable. It’s going to hurt your back.”I stand up and stretch my arms to relax my spine. “I think now I'm ready for the ride.”He laughs and watches me like I'm a naughty child who has been too quiet for far too long.The city with tall castles and stone buildings is the city's grace. I feel like I am in a movie about princesses from the Roman era, just missing the white dress. Everywhere I look, it is a feeling of living in a one-sided world, as the pale stone buildings are very different from my city, where the expensive architecture has to be designed with mirrored glass as it is in modernity.“It's all so b