Her nerves hummed with tension, stretching to their limits as if on the brink of snapping. It was obvious that Hunter had strategically exploited the situation to place her in a difficult position. Did she have the capacity to refuse and cause her son disappointment? Of course, she didn't. If she declined, what kind of mother would she be, to knowingly inflict pain on her child? Yet, if she accepted, she would be compromising, and one compromise invariably led to another in her experience. Ethan’s large, innocent eyes widened until they seemed to take over his face, his complexion turning an anxious pale white as he eagerly anticipated her response. “Mommy? Will you come with us?” His eyes glowed with innocence and hope, striking a chord in her heart. “Just this time,” she declared with a strain of effort to maintain her composure, shooting another glare at Hunter, who conveniently pretended not to notice. He would certainly get an earful from her later, she mentally noted with st
In a spa boasting opulent decor, Elenora was receiving a massage within the confines of the VIP room. However, tension ran rampant through her body, a clear indicator of the stress weighing heavy on her mind. Her nerves, poor things, bore the brunt of her internal turmoil. Her mind was a whirlwind of potential solutions, yet none seemed satisfactory. The root of the issue? Her thoughts were clouded by Christine's success, while she herself was scrambling to keep her company afloat. After spending what felt like an eternity indulging in various VIP services, clarity finally struck. There was only one solution: Christine must disappear. That was the harsh reality. Her stepdaughter, audacious enough to thrive instead of wallowing in misery as a single mother, was causing trouble once again. If Martha lost the financial support that Hunter provided, it would spell disaster for both mother and daughter. They would be utterly ruined. Elenora reached for her phone and began scrolling throu
Within the opulent confines of the Smart Home where Hunter resided, Elenora was giving instructions to the servants to fetch her a bottle of the loftiest and most expensive champagne. She decided that today was an occasion worth celebrating, a day that marked the final chapter of having Christine in her life. FOREVER. "Mommy, what's got you in such a good mood?" Martha inquired, her face etched with confusion. In Martha's perspective, there wasn't anything to celebrate. Quite the opposite, in fact. Their company was on the brink of declaring bankruptcy, and Hunter was seemingly infatuated with Christine. Martha could even risk losing her alimony. So, what on earth was there to celebrate? 'Is Mommy going crazy? She is surely acting this way,' Martha pondered, observing her mother's seemingly inexplicable joy. Elenora, however, continued to bask in her own secretive triumph, ignoring her daughter's bemusement. Even though she was essentially exploiting Martha for her own gains, she w
Ethan was desperate to find his mother, but with her phone turned off, he was at a loss. His brain raced, searching for an alternative solution. Then it struck him. 'Of course! If that malicious woman did something bad to my Mommy, she must have left some kind of trail on her phone!' Emboldened by this newfound idea, Ethan swiftly hacked into Elenora's phone, uncovering a series of chilling text messages between her and a man named 'Markus'. As he scrolled through the incriminating messages, all color drained from his face. The information confirmed the grim possibility that his beloved mother was in danger. 'Mommy, I can't live without her. Please, God, let her be safe, I beg you. I promise I'll be a good boy, and I'll never ask you for anything else again!' A wave of sheer terror washed over him, obscuring his thoughts as he imagined the worst possible scenarios. His blood ran cold, his body trembling, tears streaming down his young cheeks. His mother was his world, the thought o
For Elenora, the waiting morphed into a torment of the worst kind, testing her patience with each ticking minute. How much longer was it going to take to receive the much-anticipated update from Markus? Surely, he should have wrapped up the task by this time. Elenora had battled her share of struggles throughout life, and it was about time the gods bestowed her with a favor. Eliminating Christine from her life was something she had contemplated over many restless nights, and perhaps, she should have acted upon it years ago. Her misguided kindness had only brought her grief, and she was now at the mercy of her defiant stepdaughter's threats. Her nerves felt like they were straining against their bindings, ready to snap any moment. Why wasn’t the much-awaited good news from Markus gracing her phone screen? The nagging doubt wormed its way into her thoughts, 'Could something have gone wrong? Surely not?' Martha's voice, cutting through her internal monologue, startled her. “Why are you
Ethan was patiently waiting for his mother's return home. He had cleverly tracked her phone to the police station, so he was reassured of her safety, but he yearned to see her with his own eyes. His mother was his world, the most precious treasure he had, his only one. His love for her was unparalleled, incomparable to any other affection he could ever feel. "Mommy, I was waiting for you! What took you so long?" He rushed to her side, nearly desperate, the moment she stepped through the front door. Eagerly, he wrapped his small, but firm hands around her legs, clinging tightly to her, resting his head against them, and remained that way for a seemingly eternal moment. The heavy burden in Christine's heart felt even heavier. The longing to see her son after the harrowing incident was intense. She had been counting the seconds until she could return home to him. "I lost track of time while at the gym, my darling. I'm sorry!" She responded, masking the truth with a believable excuse.
Adorned in an alluring summer dress of olive hue, a belt accentuating her slender waist, Martha appeared both comfortable and chic. The fashionable outfit cast an air of confidence on its wearer. It was regrettable, however, that she was too insecure to acknowledge it. Many of her issues could have been mitigated, or perhaps would not have arisen at all, if she could only recognize her own value. Christine had always acknowledged Martha’s beauty, yet her own mother had infiltrated her thoughts so deeply, manipulating her as if she were a puppet. The stepsisters shared fleeting moments in the distant past when they got along rather well. They could have been friends, if not for the poisonous influence of a covetous, spiteful woman named Elenora who disrupted what might have become a genuine bond. Hunter started to feel agitated; he understood the importance Ethan placed on his classmates believing he was the boy’s father. Was Martha doing this intentionally? No, he couldn’t accept
Martha felt a lump forming in her throat as she fixed her gaze on the tablet’s screen. She had long accepted that her mother was without any sort of principles, but orchestrating such an act was well beyond anything she could have ever anticipated. Despite her mother's disgraceful actions, Martha's deep-seated animosity towards her stepsister remained strong. Thus, for the moment, her annoyance was aimed at the hitman who, for reasons she couldn't fathom, had failed. Had he not been promised a million dollars for his service? And where had her mother managed to procure such a sum? ‘Could this be why mother was celebrating the other day? But why would she have reveled prematurely, without knowing for certain that the hitman had accomplished his task?’ "Miss Martha, who is this charming little boy?" A reporter, a woman in her mid-thirties with a bob haircut, asked with an intrigued smile on her face. "You two seem quite close, is he a part of your family?" Chimed in another journalis
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