Page 4 of Die For Me

“What are you going to do, Jack?” I whispered, tears filling my eyes.

Jack wrinkled his forehead. “Don’t youwantme to hurt you, sweetheart?” he asked with confusion, one hand still stroking himself and the other behind my head.

Maybe I did. Maybe this would solve my problem.

“Like the night of our wedding party?” I asked hesitantly.

Jack smiled instantly. “Yes. You loved it, Hana. Don’t you want to remember this time?”

His voice was low and gravelly. He seemed like he was lost in a different head space—he was stuck in scary Jack mode.

I wasn’t sure if I wanted to feel that pain again. He had hurt me since then, but this was different. This felt like day one all over again.

I blurted it out before I could even think.

“Jack, you can’t. You can hurt me, but…I don’t want you to hurt the baby.”

His face morphed from terrifying to terrified. My Jack was finally back.

Jack

I knew I was getting carried away. I knew I was scaring her, but fuck, didn’t I love that? Didn’tshelove that? I wanted to embrace my monster, let him out to play. She still loved me despite him, and it had been too long. I knew I would feel guilty after, but it felt too good in the moment. She would try to stop me if it went too far, wouldn’t she? And I knew she wasn’t going to tell me about the pregnancy tests. This was my way of punishing her for trying to trick me, for keeping this colossal secret from me.

But then she brought me back.

She told me—she surprised me there. I already had time to process everything, and I wasn’t going to lie to her.

“I know, love.” I stopped stroking myself.

She shook her head to herself. “What? How do you know?”

I towered over her as she sat back on her ankles.

“I have a camera in our bathroom,” I answered, putting my cock away and sitting on the floor in front of her.

Hana looked deeply offended, but she didn’t seem surprised.

“Why aren’t you freaking out right now, Jack?” Her forehead wrinkled. She looked so beautiful.

I smiled at her. “Because I wanted to give you a child. And I’ve achieved that. We’re starting a family, Hana.”

She still looked confused. “But…are you angry? That…”

Now I was confused. “Why would I be angry, sweetheart?”

Tears started to fill her eyes. She looked terrified all over again.

“I…I don’t know,” she cried.

She was hiding something. I eyed her as I pulled out my phone. I wanted to see what she was up to while I was on the way home.

“Jack.” She put her hand on mine. “Jack, wait. What are you doing?”

“Tell me why I would be angry, Hana!” I shouted.

She flinched—her hand retreating from me—then covered her face with her hands. Why was she so scared? What was she hiding?

I went to the feed from the bathroom after I left the loft. She hid the tests, stared at herself in the mirror, and cried for a long time. I almost felt bad, until I saw grabbing her phone.

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