All Chapters of The Hunter's Accidental Bride: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

“To be honest Rhonda, I can never control the hopes of any other person. I am not one with super-powers, am I? But I definitely can make sure that I do not feed their hopes,” said Oberon as he quietly answered her mocking and she again parried with him in her usual manner.“So still trying to maintain your unique brand of integrity?” she asked.“I have never liked deceit Rhonda and you know that. I have been harmed by that enough in my childhood to make me choose honesty over deceit every single time I have a decision to make,” said Oberon and Rhonda’s nerves started tingling again.She was keeping something so substantial from him like this she felt if she should blurt it out to him like that. Maybe she should blurt it out right now, throw the news of fatherhood in his lap suddenly and then see how he actually dealt with it. It would be something satisfying and she would love watching him squirm under her intense gaze. On the other hand, he had not still give

Oberon had wondered if he should dump the sexual approach in Rhonda’s lap like that. It was very callous of him, he realized that now but how was he supposed to go ahead with that when she was the one who had been setting it up? There was no doubting Rhonda’s shock. She had not been quite expecting it in the least and had not been made up for it. And now quite possibly she was recoiling from it.He had read her provocative strut down the staircase as being aimed at him. Something to deliberately stir him up sexually. May be she was doing that simply because she wanted to see if she could, a female thing of putting on a show to see if she could garner enough attention for herself, being at the centre of all the amazement and attention was something like a drug. And being in LA, Hollywood, at that with her mother would make her behavior seem absolutely normal.But the problem was he had been stirred by it.Stirred into remembering the highly vivid memory of how it ha

Rhonda gave him an ironic look as she made a small face. The meaning of her look was apparently clear to Oberon but she felt the need to drive it home and hammer it down. So she said,’ We might refuse to accept the fact that our past does not have any effect on us. But I have always considered Oberon that we are anything but the sum together of all that has happened to us. Our past is what shapes us up into becoming the human beings that might have a huge effect on the decisions that we make for our futures. And since we have been talking about our fathers and all I think we should honestly tell how we feel. Like I love mine and….”But she was interrupted in the middle and Oberon did not allow her to go to that statement where his father came into discussion. He was not ready to divulge any kind of details about anything yet.“It is fine that you will love your father Rhonda. And that is only natural, I am sure that he also loves you with the same intensity like you do,”

“I suppose monogamy with the correct woman would not be uncomfortable at all,” said Oberon as Rhonda looked at him with a strange look in her eyes and then she snorted as she finished gulping down her drink.“Hrrrmmmph,” was the noise that came out from her throat. She did not want to show that she was almost bursting with happiness and pleasure together as Oberon decided that she was the perfect woman for him. And that too for nothing less than monogamy. This had to be cynical flattery, thought Rhonda…he was never going to be this dapper for her. Comfortable, that was a more apt description to exactly what he wanted. She decided as she concentrated on her drink at the moment. It tasted really good that sometimes she forgot what alcohol should really taste like.Her own pride and dignity had forced her to accept this for a fact that she was fine with comfortably carrying on the business relationship with him after their one intimate night together not creating any emotio

It wasn’t a lie.As much as Oberon wanted it to be and as much as he needed it to be a lie….logic kept ramming on to his brain and through the savagely defensive logic and wall of resistance formed in his mind that what Rhonda had just revealed could not be a lie. It could not be the lie that he wanted to be. She had unwittingly spilled the truth before him thinking that he knew about their son.There had been no artful thinking about the way she had spilled the truth and there was no intent of getting anything out of him at all. She did not want anything from him, of that much he was certain. He had seen her since she was a baby and she had always held her head high, no matter what the situation was. But now it was all going out of control. And he, Oberon Hunter had a son, whom his mother had named him after the angel, Ruriel.Although originally the name of the angel would be Uriel, but Oberon thought that Rhonda wanted to give him a unique name and therefore had