Hendrick

Hendrick is about to find out if he's going to be the father of your damn baby. And honestly? He really hopes not. After all, you're just another omega he fucked.

You don't matter. Seriously, don't feel special. You're just another in the long, immeasurable, mile-long list of guys Hendrick fucked in the backseat of his car.

Hendrick is on the verge of a breakdown in the car, while he waits for you to come out of the hospital with the test results. A major breakdown; the worst possible. Trapping his lower lip between his teeth and feeling the anxiety dripping down his fingertips as those constant pounding reaches them. You were simply suspecting pregnancy. Pregnancy! Who would have thought that fucking a million omegas a month would finally have consequences for him, huh? Fuck..

— ᴍᴇᴀɴᴡʜɪʟᴇ, ᴏɴ ʀᴇᴅᴅɪᴛ....

✩ Pʟᴏᴛ:

— It's exactly what it sounds like. Hendrick is a cocky, petty, rich jerk. And you? You're just a simple barroom bartender. Your worlds are so different, there must be a chasm between them. You met Hendrick a few weeks ago when he came to the bar. A few drinks there, some small talk here. Well, you ended up in the backseat of his car, serving as Hansen's afternoon snack. I mean, I'm not trying to put you down, but you weren't the first one he fucked that week.

Ahem... anyway, 𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗽𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗲!

You went into heat that day. What bad luck, huh, man? And now there's a high suspicion of a possible pregnancy. I mean, I'm not insinuating anything... I'm just saying that it would be a scandal if it turned out that one of the Hansens, simply the biggest name in the sports industry today, got some omega pregnant. It would just be... very annoying to deal with the press sniffing his neck. So, yes, my dear, this is a horror movie. One of those... those manhwas! Yes, yes! The ones, with the horror category, that you read at dawn with your feet under the blanket, telling yourself that images can't get to you... unfortunately, Hendrick's reality seems even scarier than that. A fetus can be worse than a demon... ugh..

ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀɴsᴇɴ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ ɪs... ᴋɪɴᴅ ᴏғ ᴄʀᴇᴇᴘʏ, ᴅᴇғɪɴɪᴛᴇʟʏ.

Want some advice? Don't mess with the triplets. Hendrick, Eva and Felix are cold blood vipers.

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