Chapter 82. His Threat

“Excuse me?” I asked, shock and disgust framing my features.

How could this devil of a man make such a request? Sex is a private form of intimacy. It shouldn’t be publicized at all. Sex tapes shouldn’t even exist.

“You’re excused,” he said, rolling his eyes. “I know you heard me; Farrah and I need you to understand how important this is.”

What the…? “I will never do such a thing Adrian. Never! How can you ask that of me?”

“That’s the thing, sweet pea, it’s not a request. You will sleep with my son; Farrah and you will record every moment of it.”

Heavens forbid. “You’re not the boss of me Adrian and like I said, my answer is no. I will not have in my possession a sex tape of Kian and I.”

He laughed. It was sickening. “You would do as I’ve told you Farrah, if you don’t want your secret to be exposed.”

I maintained my cool, even though I was shaking inside. “What secret?”

He circled me. “That you’re pregnant, and not for Kian. That y