All Chapters of Mrs. Hunt for 30 days: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

MitchelleAfter the call, I finished getting ready and just like that the driver had gotten to the address. The car pulled up to a building I didn't recognize and my breath caught in my throat when the driver opened my door. Rose petals covered the ground leading to the entrance like a romantic pathway, and soft candlelight flickered from every window creating an atmosphere that felt like something out of a dream.I stepped out carefully and followed the rose petal trail through the entrance into the most beautiful space I had ever seen. More candles lit the room in a warm golden glow, and a pianist sat at a grand piano while a violinist stood beside him playing the most hauntingly beautiful melody I had ever heard.Dorian appeared from the shadows wearing an elegant black suit that made him look distinguished and handsome. He walked toward me with his eyes fixed on my face like I was the only person in the world, and when he reached me he took my hand gently and brought it to his lip

MitchelleI woke up the next morning wrapped in warmth and realized Dorian was already awake watching me. His eyes were calm and quiet as he studied my face, and when he saw I was awake he smiled softly."Hmmm damsel," he murmured.I felt heat rush to my cheeks and before I could respond he pulled me into a kiss that made my toes curl. When he pulled back his expression had shifted to something more serious."I'm sorry for being selfish," he stated quietly.I frowned in confusion."Selfish?" I questioned. "I don't understand what you mean by that.""I know you're just recovering and all that," Dorian explained as he brushed a strand of hair from my face. "I shouldn't have pushed things yesterday, we should have waited until you were completely healed from everything you went through..."I reached up and pressed my fingers to his lips to stop him from talking."Shh, it was consensual," I assured him firmly. "I wanted it and we both wanted it, there's nothing for you to apologize for."

MitchelleI walked through the front door that morning and immediately heard voices coming from the living room. My stepmother, Diana and Chloe were sitting together surrounded by wedding magazines and fabric samples, completely absorbed in their planning."Good morning," I greeted them as I passed by.None of them looked up or acknowledged my presence. They just continued discussing flower arrangements and seating charts as if I didn't exist at all.I walked up the stairs to my bedroom and closed the door behind me, feeling the familiar sting of being treated like a ghost in a house I still legally lived in. But this time instead of hurt I felt something else, a cold calculation settling over me as an idea struck.This was the perfect time to take what I needed. Jason wouldn't suspect anything while Chloe had both mothers distracted downstairs with wedding preparations, and I needed money of my own to ensure I could leave this house on my own terms when the thirty days expired.I cou

MitchelleI sat in the living room of the Hunt house for the last time with a lawyer on either side of the large table. Danika sat to my right reviewing the divorce papers one final time, and Jason's lawyer, Mr. Bernard sat across from us with his briefcase open and his expression professionally neutral.Jason walked in and took the seat across from me without making eye contact. Thirty days had passed since I signed that contract giving us both what we wanted, and now it was time to make our separation official and permanent."All the terms have been met," Mr. Bernard stated as he spread the documents across the table. "The thirty day period has expired, both parties have fulfilled their obligations, and this divorce can now be finalized."Danika slid a copy of the papers toward me and I read through the final terms one more time. No alimony, no shared assets, clean break. Exactly what I had agreed to."Mrs. Hunt, are you satisfied with these terms?" Mr. Bernard questioned."Yes," I

Chapter Forty-NineJasonI stood at the front door adjusting my watch that same evening of the divorce finalization, when Chloe's bridesmaids started arriving at the mansion. It was our bachelor/bachelorette party.Their excited chatter and laughter filled the entrance as they carried champagne bottles and decorative bags for the bridal shower.Chloe appeared at the top of the stairs looking radiant in a silk robe with her hair already styled for the evening festivities."Have fun tonight, babe," she called down to me. "Don't do anything I wouldn't do."I smiled and blew her a kiss before walking out to my car. My phone rang just as I started the engine and Vincent's name appeared on the screen."Where are you?" he questioned. "I'm already waiting.""On my way now," I replied. "Be there in fifteen minutes."I drove through the city streets toward the club that Vincent and I owned together. The familiar neon sign came into view and I parked in my reserved spot behind the building befor