Christine engaged in a lengthy phone conversation with Ethan and Loukas, carefully avoiding mentioning the room incident, despite her little angel's persistent curiosity about the hotel. His nosiness couldn't be more apparent. She was resolved to administer some form of punishment upon returning home, but for now, her only method of discipline was to deny him the satisfaction he sought. She had to admit, he was quite the schemer. A part of her felt an odd sense of pride in his intelligence, even though her secrets were perilously close to being exposed. She had to outsmart him at any cost. Her message inbox was brimming with texts from Simon, offering apologies for his immature behavior. No one could deny his childishness, but could she truly blame him? His instincts were unsettlingly accurate. She might call him tomorrow for a chat, but first, she needed to mentally prepare for spending the night in the same room as his brother. Hunter pondered if Christine would join him for a d
Hunter's eyes widened in shock upon noticing the caller ID and even more upon observing the sudden shift in Christine's demeanor. Reality struck like a thunderbolt, transforming her from a woman consumed by primal desire to one filled with immediate outrage in a mere split second. The lust in her eyes was swiftly replaced by a blend of disbelief and indignation. Despite her struggles to resist, she had succumbed to temptation. Martha had inadvertently spared her from a dire mistake, but she felt anything but saved. She was, for all intents and purposes, devastated. However, she was unable to pinpoint the exact origin of her tumultuous emotions. Was it due to her momentary lapse in judgement, or because they hadn't seen their intimate encounter to its conclusion? Or perhaps, was it the stark realization that they never would? If it were the latter, that revelation would remain her closely guarded secret. "Please remove yourself," she demanded, her voice thick with unspoken emotion.
"Well, wouldn't you just love to know that?" He retorted playfully. There was silence on the other end for a few seconds, before Martha responded. "Actually, yes, I would. I'm curious to know who this woman is, who's willing to involve herself with a man she presumes to be married. You haven't broken our agreement, I trust?" He rolled his eyes in exasperation. "I haven't." "So she's the kind who would throw herself at a married man then?" Hunter's irritation mounted by the second. Martha's probing questions were pushing him to the edge. "I don't owe you any explanations. And let's not forget who's truly responsible for our divorce." When he'd married her, he'd been in love. But she hadn't turned out to be the woman he thought she was. Her demeanor changed subtly day by day until he couldn't recognize the woman he had married. It felt as if she'd been wearing a masterfully designed mask the whole time. In fact, she might have been. His most cherished memory of her was from their w
For Christine, motherhood took precedence over all else. It was her first, second, and third priority, with everything else demoted to a distant fourth. Being separated from her son was a heartache she never enjoyed, even if Ethan could be a handful - a trait that seemed to have amplified since he'd met Hunter. For the moment, she had to content herself with communicating with him over the phone. "Grandpa's spoiling me, but I miss you so much, Mommy!" Ethan's endearing voice was like a tug on her heartstrings, eliciting an ache within her that echoed the profound longing she felt for him. "Oh, my sweet angel, I miss you too! How I wish I could return home tonight!" "Mommy, did something happen? Is Daddy not treating you well?" Ethan's concern was palpable, and Christine could practically envision the worried frown creasing his small face. A soft sigh escaped Christine's lips, followed by a gentle smile that she was grateful Ethan couldn't see. His delight at her potential union wi
'What exactly is she implying?' Hunter puzzled over her words. The woman's tone seemed complimentary, but a bitter undertone laced her expression. 'She must know something about Christine, a secret perhaps.' His curiosity was shared by others in the crowd, who, engaged in hushed conversations, directed their undivided attention towards Christine. "Doesn't that sound a bit fishy to you?" one guest mused aloud, catching the attention of a nearby group. "I thought I was the only one who noticed," another chimed in, clearly relieved he wasn't the only one with lingering questions. "Do you think they're hiding something?" a woman in an elegant gown murmured, her eyes narrowed in suspicion. "How did such a young woman manage to build a successful business? It's almost unnatural," an older gentleman stated, skepticism clearly evident in his tone. "What's her backstory? I feel like there's more to Christine Blaine than meets the eye," another guest wondered aloud, further fueling the poo
Early in the morning, Eric signed the contract for the new Smart Home Project, a venture destined for success. The mere thought of increasing his financial return tenfold in just a few years incited a dance of joy in his mind. Physically, he remained composed - he was Eric Black, after all, one of the world's wealthiest individuals. But who would resist the allure of accumulating more wealth and prestige? His eager gaze landed on Christine, observing her with an intensity that bordered on longing. "I was disappointed when you left early last night," he voiced, his tone tinged with genuine regret. And he was disappointed, though only for about ten minutes before he found comfort in the company of a blonde, a woman whose striking attributes could turn heads in both heaven and hell. Eric's wife was often away on extensive travels, presumably seeking refuge from his affairs and the accompanying social scandal. Or perhaps she was entangled in her own complications; no one knew. "I'm sor
Martha's heart pounded wildly, echoing through her ears like a raging drum. She could swear she was on the verge of a heart attack, but it was merely a panic attack, fueled by her spiraling thoughts. Rage surged from her core, spreading to the furthest edges of her being. Her blood simmered, bubbling with an intoxicating mix of fear and anger. The fear of losing everything was unbearable. Her image, her prosperous career, the sizable monthly alimony Hunter had generously provided after their divorce—all threatened to slip away from her grasp. Her palms were slick with sweat, her face flushed and feverish, her mind teetering on the brink of madness. All because of Christine. Christine, the unending thorn in her flesh, her perpetual tormentor. Always outshining her with her radiant beauty, her effervescent charm, and her razor-sharp intellect. A constant specter casting an impenetrable shadow over Martha, rendering her invisible by comparison. "Martha, you're next! You need to go in!"
The car pulled up to the house, and Christine spotted Ethan peering out from his bedroom window, likely waiting impatiently for her return. The moment his eyes fell on her, he darted down the stairs and out the door, making a beeline for the car where she stood. "Mommy!" He wrapped his arms around her legs with all the strength his small body could muster. 'So this is what pure happiness feels like!' Christine thought to herself, a surge of joy washing over her. She scooped Ethan up into her arms, pressing a lingering kiss on his forehead. It seemed as though the scent of his hair alone had the power to erase her worries. Despite all her problems, he was her greatest blessing. "Oh, baby, you're getting so big! I can barely lift you!" She feigned a disappointed tone. A wide grin spread across Ethan's face, his smile revealing a few missing teeth. He had never looked more endearing, his joy radiating from his eyes. "Yes, Mommy, I'm not a kid anymore!" She chuckled. "I see that. I'
Three months have passed since Hunter’s childhood home was blessed with the laughs of an ass kicking mother, charming father and adorable little brat. Loukas, a proud grandfather, was visiting them often, after his relationship with Christine was rebuilt to one of a father and daughter. It was one particular day when Christine’s feelings were all over the place. She was staring at the papers in her hands, and multiple emotions were spreading through her body. Her suspicions were confirmed, she was pregnant. Indeed, black letters on white paper were clearly stating that she was two months pregnant with Hunter’s child. A blessing from the heavens. This time, it was bound to be different. This time, she had support from him, the love of her life. Tears of joy were forming in her eyes, she could not remember the last time she cried of happiness, if ever. She could already imagine Ethan’s thrill to play with a sibling, she c
Fuming with rage, Elenora launched at her daughter, strangling her neck. “You did what, you wretched girl?”Choking, Martha cried out. “Help! Somebody… Help me! She is trying to kill me!”In no time, an officer interfered and separated the two women, before something disastrous would happen. He took Elenora away, with the promise that her recent act will be added to her long list of criminal offenses.Still struggling to breathe normally, Martha shouted. “You will rot in jail, mother! I know enough information to assure you of that! And don’t forget that Christine has the proof that you hired a hitman to eliminate her!”Heartbeats later, inside the interrogation room, she started her confession.“Are you aware that you are admitting to complicity by confessing your mother’s crimes? You had knowledge of every one of her crimes and did not report her. That, until now.”In
Unbearable silence was engulfing the room, there were only Christine, Hunter and Loukas left. Elenora was practically dragged outside by the police, while she shouted and threatened all the way to the car. Christine believed that watching Elenora in predicament would bring her fulfillment, but it was not like that. Certainly, her being punished was bound to bring some sort of satisfaction, but that didn’t change the past, the hurt and desolation that she felt because of that horrible woman. And to find out the shocking truth about her biological father, a truth that Elenora knew from the very start, that was… Well, that was backstabbing at a whole new level. The mere idea was making her sick to her stomach. After careful consideration, Loukas decided to take the lead. “The two of you seem to have much to talk about as well, so I’m going to say just a few words. In private, if that is possible, Christine!” Hunter placed an affection
In a twinkling, her world crumbled into small little pieces, leaving her completely broken inside.Everything was in a blur, the pain of betrayal stinging her chest. Reaching a hand out to Jake, she leaned on him for support for a few good seconds.In all honesty, it would have been less painful if someone would have pulled her heart out and stabbed the poor organ with a million daggers.“Is it true?” Anger and hurt were burning in her eyes. “TELL ME!” She cried out, walking to where Loukas was standing and clamping her fingers in his jacket.He met her accusing regard with silence, yet his entire demeanor was suggesting he was guilty.“Why are you quiet? I just heard you! Am I wrong?” She glared at him in outrage.“No, you are not wrong. You are my biological daughter.” He declared shutting his eyes close, his voice holding strong emotions.Her heart sank i
A press conference was scheduled by Fame Media to publicly apologize for sharing unverified information that led to undeserved public slander. As a consequence of their actions, the victim suffered moral damage, as well as monetary losses. Though CDE Group shares’ price plummeted only for a few hours, Christine demanded compensation, and her lawyers succeeded in securing a more than satisfactory amount. “Fame Media takes full responsibility for the damage caused by spreading fake news. In the past, we took pride in providing the best accurate information to our followers, therefore we are deeply ashamed of the recent events. After compensating the victim by paying the requested price, we are sad to announce to you that we will close our doors for the time-being. In the last decade, our followers have been like a second family for us, but mistakes must be punished. Speaking of that, we filed a lawsuit against Elenora Carter. As you may be a
A low moan sounded in his chest, it was all the approval he needed in order to ravish her, to appease the hunger that screamed to be gratified. Intoxicated with lust, their hands were roaming freely on each other’s body, while their tongues battled for dominance. Erotic moans filled the room, and they didn’t even start the love making session properly.It was just the warm up. There was no more reluctance, only complete surrender to their sexual cravings, their need for each other. It was when Hunter settled his manhood to her entrance that they suddenly stiffened. There was some noise outside the room. Footsteps. Then the door opened widely and a small silhouette appeared near the bed. Rubbing his eyes, he climbed into the bed, his eyes darted from his mommy to his daddy in confusion. It was the nightmare of any parents, to be caught red handed by their child. Good thing that they were covered by the sheets. “Mommy, w
Christine made several attempts in reaching Hunter, but his phone was off, her calls going directly to voicemail. ‘Weird. I hope everything is fine.’ Pacing the room, making holes in the floor, the tension was building up inside, eating her alive. What if something happened? He should have delivered her child by now. Her intuition told her that something was off. Or maybe she was just nervous, it was understandable, after all she went through. In the wake of such an excruciating day, she needed to have Ethan in her arms, he was her most prized possession, her pride and joy. Stealing glances through the window from time to time, she finally spotted Hunter getting out of the car, then scooping a sleepy handsome boy in his arms. The boy’s small arms locked behind his daddy’s neck. It was an image that pulled at her heartstrings, sweet and sour at the same time. She breathed a sigh of relief, the claw that was squeezing her hea
For a few good seconds, it seemed as if time stopped for Hunter. Air was suddenly kicked out of his lungs, he even forgot how to breathe. His chest tightened as he fought with the suffocating sensation.His mind was a mess, his thoughts all over the place, experiencing a roller-coaster of sensations.‘Martha lied to me all our life together!’‘Christine might have lied to me as well…’‘This child in front of me is possibly mine...’His eyes shut close. ‘Who am I kidding? I would be a fool to lie to myself that what I’m suspecting is not utterly real.’It demanded a major shift in his thinking to adjust to the new information. To accept it.Still, he needed a proper confirmation.His eyebrows furrowed. On the outside, his inner battle was translated as if he were immersed in plans of critical importance.“Daddy, are you feeling unwell?” E
Left by herself, Elenora sneered, staring at the text from Christine with a sulky expression.‘Take all my money? How dare that wretched girl threaten me? It’s more likely for hell to freeze than her winning against me!’A vein became visible on her forehead, as if cutting it in half, while her entire demeanor was turning murderous. ‘I’d rather kill her with my own two hands than lose this battle!’Glaring at the phone angrily, she typed [“Aren’t you afraid that I will reveal who is the father of that devil kid of yours?”]‘I know all your weaknesses, Christine! Each and every one of your vulnerabilities are within my reach! You should be scared of me! You damn should!’She was looking forward to the reply, but to her enjoyment, it didn’t come through. Naturally, she believed that she had won.‘Yes, go and hide in your closet! And don’t come out until I