47 Bloomcrest, Hunter was working on his laptop. He was engrossed in his work when his phone blared loudly. Lazily he lifted his eyelids and located his phone beside his mug of black coffee. Zara calling... A small frown settled between his eyebrows as he stared at it. Since that night he unwillingly spent with Zara watching a movie, she was after him like a shadow. Asking him about his days and work, about his meals, about everything he didn't want to share with her. He wearily grasped his phone and put it on silent. Then he placed it behind the heap of files on his left so that even if the screen lit up with another call he wouldn't be able to see it. Hunter went back to focus on his laptop again. But a knock on the door interrupted him. He asked whoever it was to come in and heard, "Sir, Mr. Wordsmith is here to meet you. He says it's important." "Let him in." He replied and resumed his work. Hunter was least interested in Cole's reason to visit him. Since his divorce, Cole
48RavenMoore, Tyler was waiting outside his establishment to receive Claire. The sight of him left her knees trembling. He was surely one of the most handsome men she had laid her eyes on. And with the three piece gray suit clinging to his body, he gave her like those fictional flawless male lead vibes. Claire rubbed her hands on her black skirt. She chose a formally decent attire for today. A dark blue chiffon top with a fitted skirt ending above her knees. There was also a huge bow in the front. She made her way towards him with a soft smile touching her lips. "Hi," Her voice was small and she couldn't perceive why she was feeling this way around him. "Welcome to my safe haven, Mrs. MacIntyre!" Her smile diminished into a scowl. Tyler raised his hands as he chuckled, "I'm joking. I thought you'd need every bit of mood lift I could offer." "Thank you. I'm really nervous." She said as they went inside. The building was as gorgeous as from the outside. All the heads turned to
49Anyways, she pulled his laptop closer to look at the projects he left for her to study. Claire was deeply engrossed when her phone lit up with someone's call. She didn't let her eyes avert as she accepted the call and drew the phone closer to her ear. "Hello?" She was captivated by the project flashing on the laptop which is why she didn't register that a minute had passed and still the one on the other end of the phone call had not uttered a word.It was the whispering coming from the other side that tottered her focus. She tore her gaze away from the laptop screen to take a glance at her phone."Hello?" She spoke again as it was an unknown number."Hello, who's this?"When no answer came, she decided to disconnect the call and focus back on the project. "Claire," Just as she pulled the phone away from her ear, she heard a fading out voice calling her name. She put the phone back to her ear and this time she was able to listen to the voice clearly and recognise it too. "You
50 Claire's body froze. She drew in a sharp breath while attempting to flash a smile. "Mrs. Murphy, I..." Tension failed her. The complaint in Tia's eyes was palpable. She didn't try to hide her disdain when she sneered. "I have been fond of you always, Claire. You are like my daughter. I truly sympathize with you for what you suffered. But," Tia grasped her hand and squeezed it spitefully. "I do not appreciate you dragging my son in your mess." "Mrs. Murphy, I don't know what you are saying. I didn't—" "I will cut to the chase, Claire. I saw the article and the pictures and it is too much for my bearing. How could you kiss my son?" A startled gasp burst from Claire's mouth. She blinked her eyes frantically as she shook her head in dissent. "I didn't kiss Tyler, Mrs. Murphy. The pictures are taken from deceptive angles to make it look like we kissed. But trust me, it's not like that." Tia sniggered cruelly. Gone was the woman who was earlier consoling Claire that things wo
51The winds became aggressive outside Hunter's villa. Curtains rolled and rumbled and everything about the night suggested the arrival of something perilous.When Hunter was done wearing his clothes, he came to the windows to close them. The outside world was fighting against the storm. From the trees to the grass, he noticed, were battling to stay put in their places while the harsh blowing winds tried their best to tear them apart. Hunter saved himself from slipping as the floor was wet. The winds had carried rain inside. He carefully closed all of them and as he began his stride outside the room, the noise of shattering glass caused him to look back. His heart rolled in his chest and throbbed because one of his and Claire's photo frames had fallen down from the wall. Hunter quickly approached it and picked up the frame. This was one of their wedding pictures. Claire was literally glowing like a star herself. Not to mention that her wedding gown was a shimmery white that glimmere
52RavenMoore, Claire regarded her reflection with uninterested eyes. Even though she appeared lethally beautiful in a cerulean shaded off-shoulder gown, she didn't feel any tingles of excitement. Today was grandma Avery's anniversary party. But heart was at unease, her chest quivering with every breath. She felt her eyes burning with the need to let out emotions that had been building within her for the last two days. She may have smiled and pretended to be happy in the old Murphy mansion. On the inside her core was trembling. Tyler's mother's words haunted her. Every time she came across that woman, her shoulders squared and she felt like hiding behind the couch. Though no one could understand her turmoil, it was getting too much now. "Just tonight. I have to endure this night and then I can go back home." She told herself in order to keep the bids of resilience she had left in her intact. She was motivating herself on how to survive the night when Penelope came in. It was her
53Hunter's PovShe struggled under me like a rebellious deer would from the sharp claws of a panther. Each time she made a move our lips brushed together. It didn't take her long to realize that and she froze like a statue. But her eyes spoke. They screamed at me. Cursed me. They also mocked me for cornering her in the dark like I had a right on her. That's true that I don't. But I want to have it again. I want to have my spousal right on her again. I know I must be crazy for feeling this way but I cannot run away from my feelings. I cannot lie to myself that I missed her. I missed every small habit of hers that I have refused to regard when we were together. Only after she left me did then everything came back to bite me in the ass. The trembling of her lips made my heart skip a beat. I knew she would be shaken after seeing me. That all her past wounds will rip open and bleed again. But I can't deny my desperation. I was dying to see her, which is why, when I heard from my manag
54Hunter's Pov (cont'd) She whimpered and pushed me back. Rubbing her arm I held in a scalding grasp, she sneered. "You can't do anything, Hunter MacIntyre. Tyler is not a weakling. You can't take him down. He knows how to deal with a monster like you." Hearing her praise that scoundrel in front of me, a vortex of fury swirled inside me."Don't." I fixed my dark eyes on her. "Don't try it, Claire. I know there's nothing between you and Tyler.""Just because you think it that way, it doesn't mean it's not true. Tyler promised to marry me. He promised to give me a marriage you couldn't." She articulated after averting her gaze. I didn't want to irk her but my lips upturned in a knowing smirk. She looks away when she's lying. "Reject him. He's not worthy of you.""Neither were you and I still married you. What's wrong with trying it with him? He can't do any more damage, can he? You've done everything to me. I don't have anything to lose." I bit into the flesh of the inside of my