All Chapters of Claimed By A Father And Son: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

I stood there staring at myself in the mirror while I dried my hands, trying very hard not to turn around and look at the test on the counter because I knew the second I did, I would start panicking all over again.I could see Adrian behind me through the mirror. He had not moved much since I sat down, and I could not tell if he was genuinely that calm or if he was just better at hiding whatever was going through his head.“How long do we have to wait?” I asked.He reached for the box and looked at it. “Three minutes.”I closed my eyes. “Okay.”Three minutes was nothing. I could wait three minutes.Except apparently I could not because less than thirty seconds later, I was looking at him again.“How long has it been?”“Not even a minute.”“Are you sure?”Adrian looked at his watch before looking back at me. “Yes, Elena. I am sure.”I nodded and turned back to the mirror.My period could be late for a million reasons. I knew that. I had been stressed, I had not been sleeping properly,

LUCIEN Something was fucking weird between my father and Elena. I had been trying to convince myself that I was imagining it for days, but every time I managed to push the thought out of my head, something else happened that brought it right back. It was never anything obvious either. That was the part driving me fucking insane. If I had walked into a room and caught them kissing, at least I would know exactly what I was dealing with. I could get angry. I could punch something. I could ask questions and demand answers. Instead, it was little things. It was the way my father always seemed to know where Elena was. Fuck, even that bothered me. They argued like two people who knew exactly how far they could push each other. Then there was the touching. Nothing inappropriate. Nothing I could actually point at and say, There. That is fucking weird. A hand on her back when he walked past her. His fingers around her wrist when she was about to storm away. Small things. Normal

ELENA Adrian did not want to fuck me, and honestly, I did not dare ask him again because after the pregnancy scare, he had decided we needed space from each other. I understood why. I really fucking did. But damn, I was horny, and lying on my bed pretending I was not thinking about sex was beginning to feel like some form of punishment I definitely did not deserve. I rolled onto my back and squeezed my thighs together before groaning because this was fucking ridiculous. I had survived a pregnancy scare today. I had spent several terrifying minutes believing there was an actual baby growing inside me, found out there was not, celebrated my freedom like I had just been released from prison, and somehow my reward for all of that was Adrian deciding that we needed to keep our hands away from each other. The more I thought about it, the more unfair it felt. I understood why he wanted space, and I was not stupid enough to pretend the pregnancy scare had not scared me too, but u

~ELENA~ “I don’t know how to explain this, okay? Everything happened so fucking fast, and I thought… I…” “Shut the fuck up, Lucien.” He stared at me like he couldn’t believe I had just told him to shut up, and honestly, I was beginning to wonder whether the bastard had hit his head somewhere because there was no way he genuinely expected me to stand here and listen to him explain how he accidentally ended up fucking his ex-girlfriend. “Elena, can you please let me finish what I am trying to say?” “Finish saying what, Lucien? That you were walking down the hallway, minding your business, when Veronica suddenly appeared out of nowhere and somehow your dick ended up inside her? Because I am trying to understand which part of this entire situation happened so fast that you couldn’t stop yourself.” “That is not what I fucking said.” “Then explain it to me because I am genuinely curious about how two grown adults managed to remove their clothes, get into bed, and start fucking without

ELENAI had never run so fast in my entire fucking life, and considering the number of times I had gotten myself into trouble, that was saying something.“ELENA!”Oh, God.Oh, God.OH MY FUCKING GOD!What the fuck had I just done?I had actually stood in front of Lucien, looked him directly in the eyes, and told him that I had fucked his father.HIS FUCKING FATHER!What kind of mentally unstable woman confessed something like that in the middle of an argument and then ran away like she had just robbed a bank?Apparently, me.I was that woman.And now I was running down the hallway with tears streaming down my cheeks while the man whose entire family I had probably just destroyed was chasing after me.“Elena, I swear to the Moon Goddess, you had better stop running!”Absolutely fucking not.Stopping meant answering questions, and answering questions meant explaining why I had been sleeping with Adrian behind his son’s back.And I was not prepared to have that conversation.Not tonight.