Chapter 55
Reyna Cruz:
I didn’t go to meet Samuel after Hunter pulled his little stunt on me. I went straight inside and started bawling my eyes out, having another anxiety attack due to replaying Hunter’s threats in my head.
“Everything will be fine. He probably got jealous and tried to run your mood with all these things that he said to you,” once again. Polline came to comfort me.
“No! Those were not just empty threats, Polline. He had never looked so determined before. It was pretty clear from his glare that he would do exactly what he talked about.” I buried my face in my hands before Polline tapped on my shoulder and offered me a tissue.
“Turner will turn up soon. Don’t make him look at us in this state. He had been very happy the whole day; let’s not ruin that for him,” she whispered with a pout on her lips. She knew how much I had done for my son and how much I was willing to do for him.
I started wiping my face clean and then grabbed the compact powder to freshen up my makeup. In the meantime, Turner rushed inside with a bright smile on his lips.
“Mommy! I told Daddy that he could stay for dinner. By the time he goes home, everyone will be sleeping, who will feed him food then?” My innocent son kept holding Hunter’s pinky finger, who hadn’t looked away from Turner all this time.
I get it that he adores him, but taking him away from me was where he was stepping out of his lane. He had no right to punish me for something I hadn’t done.
“Sure. I have cooked some pasta and steak, being a charmer, Polline came to my rescue and answered on my behalf.
Then I will freshen up in the guestroom,” Hunter smirked, his eyes at me as he intimidated me with his tone.
“Sure! Mommy! Can you show him the guest room?” Turner asked in a soft and pleading tone. I get where he learned this from. I would accompany Samuel around to make him comfortable whenever he was around. Was my son trying to compete? Or was it just something he thought we would do here in this house? I couldn’t tell. But with him getting along so well with Hunter now, I wondered how he would feel around Samuel. Hopefully, nothing has changed.
“Sure!” After Polline nudged me for being too silent for too long. I walked ahead and eyed Hunter to follow me.
“You have seen the guest room before, help yourself out,” I slammed the guest room door open and pointed to the inside.
“That’s unfair,” he used a mocking tone, not stepping inside as he had some complaining to do.
I frowned, wondering what he was upset about now. “I heard you showed your new little mate your bedroom, and now I find you showing me the guest room? Not even coming inside to make sure I have everything that I need?” he clicked his tongue, pouting and leaning his shoulder against the door frame.
“Are you spying on me via my son?” I knew for a fact that Turner had told him that Samuel was in my bedroom the past day.
“We have a great bond. We talk about everything. Are you jealous?” he hunched over, trying to sound playful but coming off as very manipulative.
“I know what you are trying to do. You have my friend as a mate, and I have yours. Call it irony, but that’s what it is now. Why don’t you pay attention to her and leave me be? It is not like it all happened yesterday. Why can’t you move
e on from at?” I knew I was sounding like a selfish person, but I was innocen. I have given the benefit of doubt on him and had empathized a lot with him yesterday until I remembered today that I am also innocent.
“Huh! Easy for you to say. But I am not here to argue with you. Just wanted to let you know that I am taking him to my mansion with me for tonight after I am done with dinner. Will you pack his stuff, or do you want me to buy everything new
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for him? In fact, I can do that too, he shook the world from under my feet when telling me about his plans.
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He was slowly making it harder for me to breathe. It was like he had come back with much more determination to punish
me.
“No!” I grabbed his arm when he attempted to flee inside the room, and when he faced me angrily at my audacity to touch him, I grabbed his collar, exceeding his thoughts.
“Don’t you dare! My son is not safe in there, I hissed, trying to shake him, but he was like a brick wall, I could barely move
him.
And then when I expected him to yell at me and ask me to get my hands off his collars, he grabbed my arms and pinned me against the wall, seizing my attempts to move away from him by bringing his body closer.
My nostrils were hit by his strong scent, the sensational aroma of his body. But at the same time, I was scared of his outburst.
“You have no right to tell me what I can and cannot do. The council has made this decision. I am taking my son home, and I am telling you not to judge my ability when it comes to the safety of my son,” he hissed, warning me while bringing his face closer to mine.
“What are you doing?” As he kept staring at my lips with an angry frown on his forehead. I felt compelled to remind him he cannot do that.
“He can’t get to me.
He shook his head and stepped back swiftly, rubbing his face with his hands. After that, he stood up straight.
“Serve him dinner, or I’ll bring him home and cook for him myself, he warned. This time, he didn’t shoot me another glance but stormed into the guestroom. I didn’t stick around; I rushed to catch up with Polline and fill her in on his plans.
“Why are you breathing so fast?” she asked, quickly grabbing my hand to steady me.
“He’s taking him away,” I whispered, keeping my voice low so Turner wouldn’t hear me.
“What? No! I’m sure he said all that just to ruin your date with Samuel, Polline said, seemingly not grasping the seriousness of the situation because she still seemed pretty relaxed about it.
“No! He just told me to pack Turner’s things because he’s taking him home for who knows how many days, I couldn’t
recall if he mentioned the duration. All I knew was that he said he’d be taking him home for the night.
