All Chapters of Love, Obsession, Torture: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

JACKS POV“I’m confused. You’re Lois’ partner too?” Her widened eyes narrowed on me, brows furrowing as her gaze flicked between us. This was another rich fuck up of my life. Fucking mess everywhere!“She’s not my partner. We’re here for a paternity test. I’m told it would take a while, but I want it as soon as possible, I mean the preliminary results.”She was looking at me, in stock, bewildered, like she didn’t expect me. Of course, she didn’t expect me here. Which fucker brings two women to the same doctor, all in relation to fucking babies. When she still didn’t react, I followed up. “I don’t think I’m the father of the child.” Her gaze is unsteady, settling on Lois for a moment before reverting to me. Was that a look?“Amara.” I prompted, slowly dragging her eyes from the shit liar beside me. “I need to know how long the preliminary test is going to take.”“Um,” she cleared her throat loudly. “I… um, few hours. Five to six hours approximately.” I nodded. I could wait it out. “Wou

ROBIN’S POVMy whole world was coming undone. Not that it hadn’t happen before. This felt finished, resolute, final. I slipped behind the Aston Martin and drove out of the apartment garage, not speeding this time, not engulfed with rage, frustration or anger. My children came first, I had to think about them before endangering their lives; not for an impossible love, not for a forbidden love. I just couldn’t stay in the house after learning Jack was the father of Margaret. Everything in the apartment reminded me so much of him. It was frustrating—the office did too. I was going out of my freaking mind with Jack’s memory swamping me everywhere I turned. I wanted neutral, I wanted a place we hadn’t touched, a place we hadn’t made love, a place devoid of memories.Thirty-five full minutes later and a raving mind, I was standing in front of the most imposing building I’d ever seen. Standing tall like a skyscraper, with a cantilevered structure and large glass walls, radiant light surround

ROBINS POVI rolled my head back, my fingers massaging into the tense area of my nape.“Great, done for today.” I declared, positioning every instrument back in their original spot before turning to leave the lab. Stammering as I laid eyes on Brandon, my heart skipping a beat or two.“You’re here.” I said, wondering why he was and glad at the same time. With how things ended the last time, I was beginning to think he never wanted to see me again, and a part of me winced at the thought.“I’m here.” He shot me a smile and I relaxed, moving into him for a hug. His hands surrounding me tightly as we held each other.“I’m sorry about the things I said.” I murmured, burying my face into his chest.“I know. I’m not letting you off the hook that easily.”“Friends?” I rasped, content, closing my eyes.“Friends.” We stood in the lab, arms entangled, his chin resting on the top of my head, my head planted against his sculptured pecs. Time slowed, but it began to move faster than a bullet ricoche

JACK’S POVI walked into the massive conference room for the emergency meeting Mr Johnson had called. I had no idea why I’d been summoned to join a legal briefing. I lowered into a seat, scanning their faces, waiting for someone to speak… no one dared. The seven other men with Johnson had their heads dipped down. This was fucking time wasting and exhausting! I had another meeting with Miller.“Is everyone going to stay mute?” I swept my gaze across their faces. “Why am I here, Mr Johnson?”“Do you know Brandon is stuck in the hospital?”“I do. I put him there.” Johnson shut his eyes briefly on a loud sigh.“Why? We oppose violence in this company, why is the owner initiating it.”“He fucking touched my girl. No one touches my girl.”“So, it’s a personal matter.”He crossed his hands on the table, locking eyes with me. I didn’t appreciate his scrutiny.“What if it is?” He leaned forward, squaring eyes with me.“Do you not see my boy? How your personal issues are interfering with compa

JACK’S POV“Jack,” Robin moaned, forcing her lips deeper into my mouth as I latched on greedily, igniting a raging solid chaos in my trousers. I wanted nothing more than be inside her, but I had to remind myself—baby steps. My fingers skimmed her skin as I hiked up her loose shirt, fondling her breast while she disintegrated in my arms. “Oh God, Jack.” She cried, followed with low appreciative groaning noises, her body slowly melting into…“Daddy, Daddy!” Margaret’s sharp voice pulled me from my reverie. Glancing around my study, I saw her giddy self, bouncing up and down towards me. I squirmed in my seat, looking down at the hard lead between my thighs. Fuck! Not around a child. Daydreaming about Robin was as dangerous as it got, awakening a rock mass of cock this early in the morning. I’d made great progress yesterday, she hadn’t fully accepted me… yet, but there was a glimpse of progress, hope. Accepting my kiss was a step, a slow fulfilling one to reclaiming her trust in me.Marga