All Chapters of Hunted By The Player: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Thankfully, today I wake up much better, as yesterday my back was stiff from so much pain. The medications aren't working as I expected so I try to keep myself busy with enough tasks to distract myself.Sophia arrived two hours ago and for the first two hours she's been putting her mouth on me for not telling her about the pregnancy and how much she was hurt and of what a liar I am and all the pure drama involving her and now she is laughing at me. I can't stop analyzing the diamond ring on her ring finger.“Stop laughing,” I speak, putting my swollen feet up on the bed.“You are crazy,” she says, lounging in the corner.“It's complicated Sophia, everything is very complicated.” I lightly massage my tummy, a little bigger than a basketball.“Being a mother must be complicated.” She fiddles with her fingers as if guilty of something.“I don't know and now I'm going to be a mother of three.” I tilt my head. “What is it, Sophia?”She clears her throat. “I'm pregnant.”“My God, Sophia!” I

I'm an idiot.A tremendously selfish and genuinely dumb idiot.I look at the pool in front of me. The sunlight reflects across its crystal-clear water. I stand at the edge, reflecting as a person who has no notion of his actions. I try to think about what I did.I accepted the request. I selfishly accepted the request and felt like the most complete person in the world. I continue to watch the water with the filter jets running and thin about Hunter's words hanging over my head last night.14 hours ago..."Hunter!” I squeal, covering my mouth as I view the lantern-like lights around us.“It took me too long to do this.” He glances at me nervously. “Sorry for being the biggest asshole in the world and not having seen what you really wanted. Or actually, deserved.” I swallow hard feeling, my heart stop. “I can't spend a second longer away from you; I want you at all times of life and maybe even later.” With that he gives a disgruntled helpless smile.“Hunter, you don’t need...”“I alway

I try to settle into the driver's seat and twist and turn and wiggle…“Damn it!" I curse.Sophia's Audi A1 looks is a little too small for me and my three-month-pregnant-with-triplets belly. I grab my cellphone and dial the most familiar number I know.“Hunter,” I speak tearfully. I lean my forehead against the steering wheel while holding the cellphone to my ear.“What happened, my beautiful?” he asks, worried.“Hunter, I can’t get in the car anymore!” I cry out, annoyed.“In which car?”“In Sophia's.”He laughs. “You’re trying to sit in her car?”I say yes. I don't see anything funny about any of this.“The Lamborghini is available,” he offers.I look at the shiny black car beside me and make a face. “I don't want her.” My voice comes out like a child’s.“And by the way, where are you going?” I stammer a little and he senses my hesitation. “Don't tell me you're alone.” I can hear his smile disappear.“Yes, I am and I'm going shopping,” I say, firmly.“Purchases?” he inquires.“Yes,

This thing where I turn from one side to the other is not my thing. Again, I roll onto my left side, admire Hunter's bare back, and count his little spots visible in the room’s darkness, where the only beam of light is from the moon.I roll over onto my back again, and my newer, more usual discomfort remains with me.“Shit.” I punch the mattress with clenched fists.“What was that, Selena?”-mutters Hunter sleepily.“I can't fix myself to sleep” I whimper.“Again?” Finally, he turns and faces me with those beautiful pairs of blue eyes.“I thought I would sleep well, at least this night.”I was counting on it. After Hunter's long presentation celebration, we arrived at the hotel right after his first appearance as a Real Madrid player. It was after one in the morning! For a change, I had to sit for more than half the time. I was unable to drink a little sip of champagne and I had to sit still and wait for people to come and congratulate me on the “baby” who was almost winning.That's wh

I look once more at the entrance to Barcelona's beach house. I will miss it so much; I will miss it a lot. Fights, reconciliations, kisses, Ahmm hot steamy sex and a new stage of mine happening here and now. I will live more than six hundred kilometres from here, which isn't much, but it's still far.“I like it here,” I say, getting into the only car left, the R8.Hunter already sold all the other cars, including my favourite Lamborghini. At first, I felt strange and guilty that he sold them all because there are only two seats in each. Not convenient for the five us from now on. But he explained that he needed to “turn” the market and make the cars not devalue just because of his ethical reasons.We head to the airport for what feels like the last time. Leaving Barcelona is in the plans as Hunter will show up in two days for his first training session on the new team. Up in the air, I observe the early afternoon of sunny Barcelona, ​​its rich architecture and the people as if they ar