The previous chapter would've irked you so I waited until this one was ready. Can you sense what's coming?
165The dinner date was awesome. Hunter blushed more than Claire. Although he chased after her to convince her for a date, Claire surprised him with his favorite food and flowers. The scented candle added beauty to their table while the surroundings were made of dark wooden walls, giving the vibe of being inside the trunk of a tree. And guess what, the walls were soundproof. It was a good opportunity to make it up to Claire for the tasty food and everything, but Hunter's heart was restless. As much as he wanted to spend more time with her, he had to grab her hands and hold her from stepping out of her gown. "I will tear it off your mouth watering figure, Dove. I just have something to take care of tonight." He had said. Claire looked disappointed but she let it pass with a radiating smile. "Okay, just be safe. Do apply the herbal paste I packed for you. It'll help heal your infected wounds faster. " "I won't forget that." Hunter had replied whilst suppressing his tears. Then when
166Cole was out of breath and all red when he stopped on the top of the lighthouse. Hunter was facing the water, his back rigid and a gloomy air emanating from him. "Dude, I almost killed myself coming here." Coming to stand next to his best friend, Cole held the railing and leaned forward as he dragged deep breaths. Hunter hasn't moved yet and his profile appeared worrisome. His silence sent an eerie chill along Cole's spine. He straightened and shook Hunter. "Bro! Where are you lost?" Hunter jerked out of his trance with a loud heave. He blinked his eyes and shook his head to restore his composure before giving Cole a defeated look. "You're here, Cole." Hunter muttered in what sounded like the voice of a man who's lost everything. "What's up with you, man? You look pathetic." Hunter looked down in response. "I am not a paranormal creature or something. I won't know unless you speak, buddy. Tell me." Cole poked him with an elbow. "I don't know where to begin!" There was a so
167Although Penny had come to Claire the instant Cole left to meet Hunter, she had been alone in her friend's bedroom since she arrived. Claire was summoned by her father in his study for work-related reasons, leaving Penny with nothing to do. Also, it's been a while since Cole left and her curiosity was growing with each minute. She hadn't thought she would get this update from Cole when she messaged him. Now she was glad that she did. Else nobody would have ever found out that Hunter had bought the services of a detective to search Zara's background. A tremor of indignation ran through her body as she reread Cole's recent text. 'The search indicated Claire's involvement in Zara's attack and that she paid goons to rape Zara. Evidence revealed a whole new face of Claire which Hunter and I can't come to agree with. He's in a doubt something's off.'Some of her anger reduced reading the text again. At least, the last part was relieving enough to bring a smile to her lips. "Good for
168"What does it have to do with your coming here?" Hunter snapped in a tone laced with wrath.For reasons unknown, he was pouring his anger on poor Monty, unaware of the man's stature.But when Monty shared who he was and why he was here, Hunter's heart bottomed out as his face became further colorless. "Oh, I apologize for not introducing myself properly. I'm Monty Rycloft, a detective by profession and Claire hired me to work for her six months ago when you wanted to leave her for Zara. She's asked me to search Zara's background." "And here..." He lifted his file of evidence towards Hunter. "... are the real evidence. The ones you have, I don't know what the detective did to gather them, they are fake and fabricated."With a heart that became double its size, hurting so much in his chest that he felt he might just die of heart problems, Hunter took the file. A drop of sweat rolled below his forehead to his jaw. It shone in the light illuminating overhead as he flipped the file o
169There was ominous tranquility in the atmosphere. The sky overhead was dangerously dark. It was haunted by flashes of lightning and it cast unsettling silhouettes across the roads. The alleys and streets were periodically illuminated, throwing light on stray animals and people strolling down the streets.The calm suggested that something was about to go terribly wrong. However, Zara couldn't care less. She was on cloud nine and dedicatedly blowing detective Jack's flaccid díck, turning it hard with every lick and slurp. She was giving it her all. After all, the detective helped her a great deal. Zara had done enough but it wasn't enough to change Hunter's perspective towards Claire. He was blind in her love. He was unwilling to see she could have any negativity. But Detective Jack made it happen. He did what she couldn't do in six months. Not only did he bring Claire on the wrong side, but he also cleared Zara's image. Now no worldly power could stop her from becoming Mrs. MacInty
170Someone was there. Someone was in the room.They were sagged by the wall in the corner. Although she couldn't contemplate whether it was a man or woman, someone was there. The silhouette became clearer to her eyes with every blink of her lashes. Her heart beat like the drums of a tribal gathering. Her lack of moaning attracted Jack's attention. In order to get her screaming again, he spanked her åss hard, making her eyes squeeze and a yelp escaped her lips. "What happened to my bitch? Where have your moans gone? Come on, scream for me. Let me hear your melodious voice." Jack said joyfully, unaware of the shift in the gait of the silhouette in the corner. But Zara scrutinized it with a vibration starting in her body. She couldn't see the face, but she could feel two eyes glaring at her. Dark and angry eyes. As much as it intimidated her, it frustrated her. "Enzo, is that you?" Zara asked. That was enough to cease the detective's motion. He directed his eyes in the corner, foll
171Hunter's chest was shaking with contained rage. He didn't show the same amount of anger that rushed through his veins in his voice. He was acting normal. Like the normal normal he was accustomed to as an inexpressive person he was. However, the longer he gazed at Zara the thinner his hold on himself became. He was basically erupting like a raging volcano on the inside. But on the outside he was pretending to be normal. "What are you waiting for? Get back on it, Zara." Hunter drawled and dragged the last few words with a warning. He hadn't expected that he would stumble upon Zara having sex with the detective he employed to find dirt on her when he came to the penthouse. It had been dark just like his personality. Because he was legally the owner of the property, he knew the password to the penthouse and walked in. Hunter initially thought to wait in the living room for her. He even had an urge to call her and bring her in. But when Reggie, who was sent to find about Zara's curr
172He was deriving happiness just from thinking what he was going to do to this fúcker, also his second target. Since Zara was the mastermind behind his downfall, he chose to save her for last.He focused back on the detective and everything he had blurted about his Dove spilled into his awareness. Every lie told about her, every false allegation put on her, every rebuking comment Jack Stones made towards Claire while sharing his made-up search made a vortex of anger swirl inside him. Hunter internally rejoiced for standing in support of Claire and protecting her honor even if he was constantly being pushed to do otherwise. He was truly happy that he didn't believe in even a single word he was told. Had he not been in love with Claire... Had he not known Claire's character from before, he would have been tricked again. Because the old man's words held weightage that could have changed any other man's mind towards his wife. He might have sounded honest, yet it wasn't as influenci