Semua Bab Her Sister’s Surrogate: Bab 81 - Bab 90

The applause continued as Hunter took my hand, leading me back down the aisle. I couldn't help smiling, even through my tears. I was his wife. It felt surreal, like a dream I might wake from at any moment. I had always wanted him, but he always seemed out of reach. Now he was mine."You okay?" he murmured as we reached the house."Yes, everything happened so fast my head is spinning." I whispered back.The small reception was set up in the Sinclairs' elegant conservatory, glass walls perfect for letting in the sunlight. There were only about twenty in attendance, just a few family members and our closest friends, exactly as we'd wanted. No press, no fuss. It would seem wrong so soon after Helena’s death.Quinn approached first, giving me a tight hug. "Congratulations, Mrs. Sinclair," she said, a genuine smile lighting her face. "Now if you need a good divorce lawyer…" She laughed when Hunter swung his intense eyes on her. "I'm joking, calm the farm, will you. You know I'd look for a h

Heat flooded my core at the order. I sank down slowly, never breaking eye contact, until I knelt before him. His cock was right there, thick and demanding, a bead of moisture glistening at the tip."Open," he said, his thumb brushing along my lower lip with deliberate slowness.I parted my lips for him, my heart hammering against my ribs, and he guided himself into my mouth with careful, controlled pressure. The weight of him settling on my tongue, the salty-bitter taste of him, made me moan around his length. The sound vibrated through him, and I felt his thigh muscles tense beneath my free hand."That's it." His fingers tightened in my hair as I took him deeper, not yanking but holding me steady, grounding me. "Relax your throat so you can take all of me."I tried to do as he said, forcing my jaw to relax, hollowing my cheeks and sucking the way I'd learned he liked over these past weeks together. My hand wrapped around the base of his shaft, stroking what wouldn't fit in my mouth,

Grace's POVI blinked awake Monday morning before the alarm. Hunter was already awake, watching me with those dark eyes that always seemed to see straight through me."Morning," I murmured, stretching against him, wondering how long he had been watching me."Morning, beautiful." His voice was rough with sleep. "Enjoy your weekend, Mrs. Sinclair?"I couldn't help the smile that spread across my face. "Mrs. Sinclair. I'm still getting used to that.""You've got time." He reached out, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. "Forever, in fact."My heart swelled. I wasn't used to this softer version of Hunter—the man who held me like I might break, who looked at me like I was something precious. After years of watching him from a distance, of loving him silently, having him now felt surreal. Like I was in a dream."We should get up," I said reluctantly. "Work won't wait, even for newlyweds."Hunter groaned, pulling me tighter against him. "Let's call in sick.""The CEO and his assistant bo

Grace's POVThat Saturday morning found me in Hunter and Helena's bedroom, surrounded by cardboard boxes I'd dragged up from the garage and the local hardware store. Hunter couldn't face touching Helena's things, so I'd volunteered to pack them up. I understood his reluctance, this had been their space, filled with her presence. Now her ghost. But mostly he liked the person she let the world see.The room felt empty with Hunter's things already moved into my room — well, our room for now until the movers take everything to the new house. The one thing this room no longer held was Hunter’s scent. It only smelled like Helena now.It was strange how quickly things had changed between us. One minute he was my brother-in-law, forbidden and married to my sister. Now he was my husband, sharing my bed, my life."Need any more boxes?" Maya asked, appearing in the doorway with an armload of boxes and packing tape. She'd shown up this morning offering to help, which I appreciated more than I cou

Grace's POVMy legs gave out. I sank onto the edge of the bed, the phone pressed so hard against my ear it hurt."Max, that's impossible. Hunter didn't he was on a plane when—""I know." Max's voice gentled slightly. "I know he didn't do it. But they think they have something. They wouldn't say what."Maya was beside me instantly, her hand on my shoulder. "Grace? What happened?"I couldn't speak. Couldn't breathe."Where are you right now?" Max asked."At... at the house. Packing Helena's things." My voice sounded strange, distant. Like it belonged to someone else."Stay there," Max ordered. "I'm calling Quinn. She should have been my first call. I'll see you at the house soon I'm on my way."The line went dead.I stared at the phone in my hand, my mind unable to process what I'd just heard. Arrested. Hunter had been arrested. For murdering Helena."Grace." Maya's voice cut through the fog. "What did Max say?"I looked up at her, my vision blurring with tears. "They arrested Hunter. T