Con artist

Unraveling Loyalties

The sun was setting over the picturesque landscape of the honeymoon destination. Elijah and Hannah were supposed to be enjoying a romantic getaway, but the reality was far from ideal. As they settled into their suite, Hannah was more focused on her plan than on any genuine affection."Come on, Elijah, relax," Hannah coaxed as she poured another glass of wine. "You need to unwind. It's our honeymoon."Elijah, still carrying the weight of his loss, took the glass hesitantly. "I suppose... It's just hard to forget everything so quickly."Hannah's smile was a calculated mask of sympathy. "I know it's been tough. But we're starting a new chapter now. Just let go for tonight. It's important for us."As the evening progressed, the wine took its toll. Elijah's inhibitions weakened under Hannah's persistent influence. She made sure to keep him drinking, guiding the conversation to more intimate topics. Hannah leaned closer, her voice a seductive whisper. "Elijah, I want us to be close, truly close. We need to make this marriage complete."Elijah, struggling against the fog of alcohol, muttered, "I want that too, but—""There's no need to worry," Hannah interrupted softly. "Let's just be in the moment."The night unfolded with Hannah taking advantage of Elijah's inebriation. Her manipulation was effective, and by the end of the night, she had achieved her goal. Elijah's resistance was gone, and Hannah was satisfied that her plan was working.---Back at Pierre's mansion, the atmosphere was one of celebration. The baby shower was in full swing, with extravagant decorations and an array of gifts piling up. The staff buzzed around, ensuring everything was perfect for Pierre's long-awaited son.Pierre, in high spirits, clapped his hands for attention. "Ladies and gentlemen, thank you all for coming. Today, we celebrate the imminent arrival of my heir. I want this day to be unforgettable."The guests applauded, their voices mingling with the clinking of glasses. I was seated with care, though the opulence of the event only highlighted the cruel irony of my situation."Natasha," Pierre said, approaching me with a warm but insincere smile. "How are you feeling?""I'm managing," I replied, trying to keep my voice steady despite the circumstances.Pierre's gaze softened slightly, though his words remained cold. "I want you to know how pleased I am that you're carrying my son. This means a lot to me."---As the evening continued, Pierre gathered everyone to announce the name he had chosen for his son. He held up a list of names, each one meticulously chosen."Today, we'll select the name that will carry my legacy," Pierre declared. "Here are the names I've considered:"1. Alexander2. Benjamin3. Charles4. Daniel5. Edward6. Frederick7. George8. Henry9. James10. WilliamThe guests murmured in agreement, and Pierre looked expectantly at me. "Natasha, what do you think of these names?"I forced a smile. "They're all strong names, but Daniel has a certain grace to it."Pierre nodded thoughtfully. "Daniel it is, then. It's a name that represents strength and nobility. Perfect for my son."---Later that night, in the quiet of my room, Victor visited me. His presence was a reminder of the situation I was trapped in."Natasha," Victor said softly, "I know this is difficult. But you've done what was asked of you. The baby will be here soon.""Thank you, Victor," I said, though my voice was tinged with sadness. "I just hope this will be over soon."Victor looked conflicted. "I didn't want things to be like this either. But we all have roles to play."---Meanwhile, at the honeymoon suite, Hannah's plan had reached its final stage. She looked at Elijah with satisfaction. "Elijah, now that we're closer, I want to focus on our future. I've been thinking about starting a family."Elijah, still reeling from the night's events, nodded numbly. "If that's what you want, Hannah. I suppose we should try to make the best of this."Hannah's eyes gleamed with triumph. "I'm glad you're on board. We'll make a great family, and everything will work out perfectly."