Page 17 of Breaking Hudson

Hudson sets me to my feet and kisses me again before turning me around. “I want everyone to meet my beautiful fiancée, Colette. We’ve been together for ages but wanted to finally announce that we are getting married in a week!”

Everyone claps and cheers when Hudson pulls my head back and kisses me again. He steps me forward a few steps before bending me at the waist. He lays my hands on the table the other guys are sitting at.

“So much for being an introvert,” I joke as Hudson pulls my dress up to my waist.

“You’re mine, Colette,” Hudson says with sincerity in his voice. “Forever.”

“Forev— Oh, fuck!” I gasp when he abruptly surges into me. Everyone is watching us, but I still don’t notice any of them. None of them matter. He fucks me hard and fast, making me cry out with each stroke. I reach a point where all I can think about is how deep he is. I push my hips back to meet his thrusts and throw myself into an orgasm that makes my eyes roll back. I pull him down with me and he groans as he pushes deep inside of me to come.

When he pulls out of me, and I am turned to face him. “I love you,” I say breathlessly.

“I love you too, Cole,” Hudson says as he kisses me.

We hang out for a little while before people start to leave. Vlad and Dima stare me down for a while longer, until they also leave. Once Hudson has been cleaned up, we join the others.

“Can we talk about how similar you look to Vlad and Dima?” Colton says.

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you could be family,” Doug says.

“I don’t know who my birth family is,” I say. “I was surrendered to a hospital the day I was born. I spent nine traumatic years before I was eventually adopted.”

“Uh… I think it would be a good idea to figure out who your birth family is, because that’s creepy,” Andrew adds.

“I agree,” Hudson says. “I’ve seen them before but seeing you all in the same room is weird.”

“Mom and Dad know more than I do about my birth family. It was a closed adoption, obviously, but I think that they were given at least a little bit of information,” I say.

“Let’s go see them,” he says, kissing me.

We pull into Hudson’s parents' driveway, and our parents meet us outside. They were not expecting us to show up this late, so they are understandably worried.

“What’s wrong?” Mom asks as soon as Hudson sets me on the ground.

“We just need to ask y’all something,” I say. “Sorry for coming by so late.”

“It’s fine, sweetie,” Tammy says, hugging me. “Let’s go inside.”

When we get inside, Hudson pulls me into his lap to sit again while the others join us. “So… two of the three men who raped me were at the fight tonight,” I say.

“Oh, honey,” mom says.

“I look scarily similar to them,” I say.

“Here is a still shot of earlier tonight,” Hudson says, handing his phone to our parents.

“Oh wow,” Dad says. “That’s… weird.”

“Do you guys know anything about my birth family?” I ask. “Because I’m seriously wondering if I’m related to them.”

“What we were told was you were surrendered the moment you were born. It was a voluntary surrender, but we were informed that you were connected to a dangerous family. Your biological mother’s life was in danger, so they did not put her any of her information down,” my mom says. “There was a clause in your adoption that said that we couldn’t publicize you in any way. You weren’t allowed to be on TV until you were 18 years old. You couldn’t be in big programs like pageants or televised sports. We couldn’t really put you on social media, either.”

“So, they could be her family, is what you are saying?” Hudson asks.

“It’s possible. I know that Colette had a heart arrhythmia when she was born. She stayed in the NICU four weeks for monitoring. I was always under the assumption that her mother surrendered her because she didn’t have a choice. From the sounds of it, she would not have lived a safe life if she hadn’t given her up, especially with her having health issues.”

“So, we need to find Vlad and Dina’s parents,” I say.

“Their father is dead. He had a heart attack last year. That is why Vlad is leading,” Hudson says. “We can certainly go pay their mother a visit.”

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