Husband For Hire; Vengeance In Mind

y husband. I blushed because Damien was my world and the love of my

my best friend, Clara, give me that look of condemnation, as if she was disg

ut the way she said it made it obvious she had something on her

really trust Damien that much to make him your next of kin?" Her tone was off and hesitant, al

be, she rose up and grabbed her purse. "Gotta go, girl. "There is a lot to catch up on." She left b

e, someone behind me covered my eyes with their palm

ed down to kiss me. "I missed you, Selena." I blushed and k

claimed, "Babe, every second without you is agonizing. You've taken my bre

of making me feel like the most beautiful and important pe

?" I will cook for you." I was deep in contemplation, trying to decide, when

love you, Selena." A pleasant feeling passed inside me. This man was mine. This love we had was real, honest, and everything I had ever

stated. I had no one until Damien intervened. He became my anchor, my safe haven, and my everything. We

thought of food caused my stomach to churn. A rush of nausea hit me hard. My eyes widened as I dash

but hadn't got the nerve to use it. What if it was not pregnancy? What if I'm just sick? The disap

eyes and said a silent prayer. Seconds later, I opened them and saw two lines: Positive. I gasped and covered my mouth

the test strip and emailed it to Clara, who respon

to tell Damien. "What if he's not satisfied?"

tell him, plea

ang. It was Clara. I responded fast. "What are you talking a

to me, Selena." Don't tell Damien.

telling me?" She paused. "I cannot say

Why? "What is this about?" There was a pause. Then sh

d I only hope you'll forgive me. Then she hung up, and I sat there, my phone still clamped to my ear