All Chapters of Mrs. Hunt for 30 days: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Jason I stared at the stack of files on my desk without really seeing them, and the words blurred together into meaningless shapes as my mind wandered to places I didn't want it to go. The afternoon sun streamed through my office windows and I realized I had been sitting here for hours without accomplishing a single thing. "Mr. CEO, it's almost end of day and you came in late but still didn't do shit," a familiar voice announced from my doorway. I looked up to see Vincent leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed and a knowing smirk on his face. He was my best friend since college and the only person who could talk to me like that without consequences, so I just rubbed my eyes and tried to focus on his presence instead of the thoughts consuming me. "What's up man?" Vincent questioned as he walked into my office and dropped into the chair across from my desk. "It's been a while since we've had a real conversation, let's go out for drinks and catch up properly." Before I c

MitchelleThe candlelight flickered across Dorian's face as we settled into our dinner, and I realized this was the first time in years that I had sat across from a man who actually seemed interested in what I had to say. He poured wine into my glass and his movements were calm and deliberate, nothing like Jason's rushed impatience or forced romantic gestures."Tell me about growing up," Dorian requested as he cut into his steak. "What was little Mitchelle like before the world got complicated?"I smiled despite myself and took a sip of wine before answering."I was the quiet one," I admitted. "Always had my nose in a book or helping my mother in the garden. Chloe was the loud one, the one who demanded attention and usually got it.""And your mother?" Dorian questioned gently.Something in his tone made me feel safe enough to actually answer honestly instead of deflecting like I usually did when people asked about her."She was everything good in my life," I stated as memories flooded

JasonI stared down at the body sprawled across the office floor and felt nothing except mild irritation at the mess we would need to clean up before dawn. The gun was still warm in my hand and I set it carefully on my desk before turning to look at Luca, who stood frozen near the doorway with his face pale and his hands shaking."Clean this mess up," I ordered as I pulled out my phone to check the time. "I need to be home before Chloe wakes up."Luca just stood there staring at the blood pooling beneath the woman's head, so I walked over and grabbed his chin to force him to look at me instead."You better brace up Luca," I stated coldly. "Or I'll finish you too, understand?""Yes sir," Luca stammered as he nodded frantically. "I understand, I'll handle it right now."He practically ran out of the office and I could hear him calling to some of the other men who worked security. Vincent poured himself another glass of tequila and downed it in one swallow before finally speaking."It's

JasonI picked up my phone and dialed HR before I could change my mind about replacing the irreplaceable."Terrence, I need you to advertise a vacancy immediately," I announced when he answered. "Business Proposal Specialist, senior level, someone exceptional.""Actually sir, I know a few professionals in town who would be delighted to work with us," Terrence replied. "I could set up interviews for this afternoon if you're available.""Do it," I ordered. "Boardroom, two PM sharp."I hung up and stared at the stack of failed proposals on my desk, each one a reminder that without Mitchelle's talent we were hemorrhaging opportunities. The Chen merger was just the beginning, and if I didn't find someone capable soon the whole company would collapse under the weight of mediocrity.Before I could leave for work Chloe appeared in my office doorway looking agitated."Jason, Mitchelle is home," she announced as she walked in and closed the door behind her.My entire body tensed at the mention

MitchelleThe bathroom floor was cold against my knees as another wave of cramping tore through my abdomen, and I gripped the toilet seat tighter as liquid poured from my body in ways I couldn't control. My intestines felt like they were being twisted and wrung out by invisible hands, each cramp was worse than the last until I was gasping and crying at the same time.Something was very wrong. This wasn't normal food poisoning or a simple stomach bug, this was violent and aggressive and it had hit me less than twenty minutes after drinking that juice. I tried to remember if the fruit had tasted strange but my mind was too foggy to focus on anything except the pain radiating from my core.I needed to get out of this bathroom. I needed to lie down somewhere, anywhere that wasn't this cold tile floor where I was hunched over like a sick animal. I reached for the sink and pulled myself up on shaking legs.My hands trembled as I turned on the faucet and splashed water on my face, but the co