The Man Behind the Mask
Octo Milnerhusband got an intern pregnant then he pleaded for me to returndiscovering my husband's betrayal, i turned and married anothermy husband's mistress invited me to coffee after getting pregnanti was pregnant after divorce
I’m not going to hurt you.
His words were bizarre, but I had no time to think them over. No matter what he said, I wasn’t about to trust him. Still, I nodded in agreement, signaling that I would comply.
Once he seemed convinced I wouldn’t resist, he relaxed a little and guided me toward the bedroom. He must have known I was pregnant because he kept his hand protectively near my stomach, careful not to harm me.
As we moved, the dim light of the moon filtered through the window, and I finally got a clearer look at him. He wore a black mask that covered his entire face, leaving only his eyes visible. In the darkness, I couldn’t tell who he was at all.