Chapter Thirty-oneA Perfect Family? 2Sophie’s POVI dropped what I was doing and turned to him, “you were drunk last night, and I had to bring you home, we could no longer leave because it was already late,” I explained, before he starts to question my presence, “we are sorry for intruding your privacy.”He chuckled, looking up at me, “I think you are the only one intruding my privacy here, you are the only one I do not want close to me, not the kids.” He responded.I knew I had to dismiss Amara before Maxon would say anything out of line again, he might try to talk about the kids and Amara was so smart that she would figure out that he was their father.I motioned towards them and halted with Amara’s question.“Mr. Hero, do you have a wife?” She asked.I wondered why she would ask such question, I wanted to stop her from going further, but I couldn’t say anything to her. I just stood there, watching the two of them.Maxon smiled and bent to reach her height, he shook his head, “I do
Chapter Thirty-oneA Moment With HerMaxon’s POVI waited for an answer from her, but I got none, I got no response, other than her silence, and I was sure of what that meant. I grabbed her by her waist and pulled her closer to me, cupping her face, “I know you want this, I know you will never turn me down,” I murmured, still keeping her hands in my shorts.“M…Maxon!” That was all she could say, I knew what that was, a go ahead.I took her lips in an intense kiss, my hands moving to and fro on her body, the fact that she still had clothes on frustrated me.I pulled back and grabbed her shirt, pulling it off her. I heard the fall of the buttons, soothing to my ears.I picked her up from the floor and placed her on the table, pulling off her skirt and pantries together. Her eyes were fixed on me, as if encouraging me to do more.I unhooked her bra and threw it off, working my magics on her breast, while fondling the other with my hand and making her nipple into round peaks.Her hand sw
Chapter Thirty-twoMoment With The KidsMaxon’s POVI stood before the mirror, gazing at my reflection as I dressed in the clothes Sophie had chosen for me. The fabric felt cool against my skin, a stark contrast to the intense heat that had enveloped us just minutes ago. A smile tugged at the corners of my lips as I recalled the passionate encounter we had shared. I had missed her, missed the electrifying connection we had always shared, I missed having myself inside of her, I missed our intense moments.With each piece of clothing I put on, I couldn't help but think about Sophie. Despite the painful history between us, our chemistry remained undeniable. A part of me wished we could turn back time, I wished we could go back and I could have avoided what she did to me, but I knew that was an impossible dream. She had hurt me too deeply, and there was no going back. She had done things she shouldn’t have done, she killed the love and trust I had for her, and she almost killed my sister,
Chapter Thirty-threeIrresponsible, Incompetent FatherMaxon’s POVThe kids and I continued to play on the floor, Amara and Asher's laughter continued to fill the room, keeping a big smile on my face. I looked at them with love and admiration on my face, it seemed as though we were a perfect family at that moment.As the children continued to play with each other, their faces radiating with happiness and excitement, I couldn't help but wonder about the future. What would it be like to have them in my life, to be a part of their everyday world? To be with them through the challenges of life? I wondered what it would be like to be there with them every single day of their life. The thought of that warmed my heart and also fueled the determination to get my kids back."What would you two like to have?" I asked.Amara looked up at me, her eyes radiating with anticipation and excitement. "Ice cream, Mr. Hero! Can we have ice cream, please?"Asher nodded in agreement, his face lighting up wi
Chapter Thirty-fourThe DNA resultMaxon’s POVAs Sophie's stormed away, I found myself sinking to the floor, my legs unable to support me any longer. Guilt and frustration washed over me like a tidal wave. I had made a grave mistake, one that I could not have foreseen. My mind raced with thoughts and self-condemnation.I had been so caught up in the joy of spending time with Amara and Asher that I had forgotten the most critical detail of all—Asher's condition. I had given him ice cream without considering the consequences, and now I watched helplessly as Sophie's anger was justified.Every word she had thrown at me reverberated in my mind like an echo. I felt the weight of her accusations, and it only deepened my sense of guilt. I had been called irresponsible, and I couldn't help but feel that she was right. How could I have overlooked such an essential detail in caring for Asher?My eyes stung with unshed tears as I thought about the life I had missed with my children. If only I ha
Chapter Thirty-fiveThe Battle LineSophie’s POVI settled into my familiar workspace at the office, the chair creaked as I sank myself into it, my fingers tapping lightly on the keyboard. My eyes were fixed on the computer screen, but my mind was elsewhere.I began to scroll through the files on my desktop, the same ones I had been working on the last time I was here. My task was just to summarize, organize, and prepare the necessary documents for an upcoming meeting. But as much as I tried to focus, my mind refused to cooperate. My thoughts kept drifting to Maxon and what he might be thinking.Maxon remained the father of my children, but he was still the man whose presence in my life was both a source of joy and an endless well of fear and uncertainty. The bitter taste of those emotions settled in the pit of my stomach.I knew him well enough to understand that he would stop at nothing to have his kids back in his life. It didn't matter that he had been absent for years, that he had
Chapter Thirty-sixThe Fight For My KidsMaxon’s POVMy heart pounded with triumphant joy as I sat in the office, the DNA test result in front of me. I had expected this outcome, considering the undeniable resemblance between Amara and Asher, my children, and myself. But Sophie had always been stubborn, never backing down in her determination to keep them away from me, demanding evidence.She had said to me several times that I wasn’t their father, she insulted me and made it a work to always reduce me to nothing.Sophie called me incompetent, she called me irresponsible, she said I would never be able to father my own kids, but I was ready to prove her wrong, to make her take back all she said.Now, I had that evidence.The paper in my hand held the power to shatter Sophie's resistance, to prove that I was the biological father of our children. It was a victory, a step toward reclaiming the precious years I had lost with them. But as I stared at the result, an uncertainty crept in. Wh
Chapter Thirty-sevenLoosing My KidsSophie’s POVI sat there, my body frozen in place, as if a heavy weight had settled upon me, rendering me immobile. Maxon’s words echoed in my mind, and the tears welled up in my eyes. I could see the looming danger, the very real possibility of my children being taken away from me, and it was a nightmare I couldn't wake from.My heart ached with a pain I had never known before. The thought of losing Amara and Asher, my precious children, was unbearable. They were my world, my reason for everything I did, and the idea of being separated from them sent shivers down my spine. I couldn’t imagine being away from them, I couldn’t imagine them being taken away from me. They were all I had, my life, I won’t be able to live without them. They were what had been keeping me going since the last five years, how was I supposed to live without them now?In that moment, I wished I could gather them up, take them far away from Maxon, and disappear into hiding. I w