Todos los capítulos de Betrayed: Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

Anton It’s been so long since I’ve relaxed on a vacation, never mind a beach. I’m exhausted, but I’m not going to spend the day inside asleep. I promised Freya I’d spend the whole week with her, and if I’m sleeping while she’s outside playing, I’m breaking my promise to her. She was helping Valerie put her luggage away, so I changed into my swim trunks and went outside to the beach for a run. Anything to help wake me up a bit more. I’m walking back to the beach when Hudson and Gideon come running out and tackling me. We goof around a bit then break apart. They scramble into the water. I could go for a swim. If the water is cold enough it’ll wake me up. I wade out into the water up to my waist then dive in swimming against the current. I haven’t used these muscles in years, and the bullet wound from two weeks ago, is pulling. I took care of it as I have all the others over the years, and didn’t tell Valerie about it, because I would have had to

Anton I let her swim until I notice her face getting red from the sun. “Freya, we need to go back to shore and reapply the sunblock. Your face is starting to get red which means it’s time to reapply,” I tell her gently. “Okay, Daddy.” She wraps her arms around my neck and allows me to carry her back to shore. Out of the waves, I set her on her feet only for her to whimper and I realize that the sand is too hot for her. I pick her up and carry her over to where we left our things, where I find Valerie lounging on a blanket in a sexy black bikini. Shit… I shake my head, sit down with my back to her, help Freya put her sandals on then reapply her sunscreen. “Okay, this isn’t fair,” Hudson says from behind me. “Why does Anton get all the attention? I thought I was your favorite.” He moves to sit beside me poking Freya gently in the side. “Do I get any time with my favorite niece?” “I’m your only niece, Uncle,” Freya

Valerie She sat quietly looking out the window swinging her little legs for the rest of the ride. As we were getting out of my car, my phone pinged with a text message from Lincoln confirming Sunday afternoon at 3pm and asked if he can have a meal with her as well after. I agree, because it’s the right thing to do. I’m not leaving him alone with her, but I’m also not going to deny him access, yet. “Lincoln sent me the ticket time for the movie,” I tell her as we walk towards the entrance. “Three o’clock.” “Okay.” I’m not telling her about the dinner, because if he screws up, she’ll get anxiety thinking she’s stuck with him until after dinner. This man single handily gave our daughter anxiety and irrational fears. Thanks to Anton, it’s getting better, or at least that’s what her therapist reports. His steady and calming behavior helps Freya find her center. “Mommy, look! Astrid’s here!” She gasped pausing in her step and pointing at a bright red

Anton I spent the last two days avoiding being alone with Valerie. I’m too angry to even try to talk to her. I give Freya my full attention, making things easier. It’s easy to just focus on her, not trying to figure out what land mind I’m going to be skirting with Valerie. I know we’re leaving today, and I’ll be on a plane with Freya and Valerie, but at home, I can continue avoiding Valerie. She wants my dick to get her pregnant, but I’m beginning to wonder if I want that after the way she looked at me the other night. I was too honest with her, and she didn’t like what she heard, telling me she still has lingering feelings for Lincoln Carter. “Anything?” Alessio asked me. I look up at him with a questioning look. “The boys said you were sending a message. Has it been done?” “Yes. It happened the day of the birthday party,” I answer honestly. “You don’t seem satisfied with it.” “My arm has been tied

Valerie I woke up in Anton’s arms in his room and panic shot through me. I jump up and out of bed looking around for my clothes. “What’s wrong?” Anton asked lazily from the bed. “I fell asleep in here. If she wakes up and can’t find me, she’ll worry, and if she sees me coming from your room…” Anton cut me off with a kiss. “She’ll ask questions,” he finished for me. “We need to talk to her about it, but she needs to be eased into it.” “Thanks for understanding.” “I’m learning,” he smiled as he pulled on his own pants and grabbed a shirt from his dresser. “When did she see a cardinal?” “What?” “She was drawing a picture of a cardinal yesterday on the plane. When did she see one?” He explained. “Oh, on our way into the birthday party. It was so special. She spoke to it, and it honestly looked like it was listening to her,” I recall. I walk out of the room, wit