Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties

Chapter 484: Caught in the Act: Elyas’ Arrest

I couldn’t help but chuckle at the irony of it all. The doorbell rang, jolting me from my thoughts. I asked SERA to pull the security footage, and what I saw made my dark amusement grow.

The cops were at the door, here to take a statement from Julie, Elyas’s wife. I wanted to see Hannah’s face when she found out what her dad had done.

I walked out of the guest room and into the living room, where Julie and Hannah were sitting. Hannah got up to open the door, her face a mask of confusion and concern as she greeted the officers. The room was filled with a tense silence, the air thick with the weight of the news that was about to be delivered.

As the cops stepped in, their expressions grim and professional, I watched closely, ready to witness the revelation that was about to change their lives forever. The anticipation was palpable, and I couldn’t help but feel a sense of dark amusement at the unfolding drama. The cops began to speak, their voices low and serious, and I saw Hannah’s face pale as the reality of her father’s actions dawned on her.

The room seemed to spin with the weight of the revelation, the air thick with a mix of horror and disbelief. I couldn’t help but chuckle again, thinking of the twisted turn of events that had led us to this moment. The irony was palpable, and the darkness of the situation only served to heighten the surreal nature of the scene.

Hannah and Julie were unaware of what had happened. The knock on the door was firm and authoritative, a stark contrast to the chaos that had been unfolding. Two officers stood there, their uniforms crisp and their expressions stern. “Are you Mrs. Julie?” the taller officer asked, his voice a mix of authority and formality.

Julie was confused, her eyes reflecting a mix of bewilderment and concern. “Officer, what’s this all about?” she asked, her voice trembling slightly with the weight of her confusion.

The officers exchanged a glance, their expressions grim and serious. “Ma’am, we need you to come to the station with us,” the shorter officer said, his voice leaving no room for argument or debate. “There’s been an incident involving your husband, Elyas.”

Julie’s confusion deepened, her eyes reflecting a mix of fear and disbelief. “I am so confused,” she said, her voice a whisper of desperation. “What’s this really about?”

The taller officer stepped into the room, his movements methodical and precise. He walked over to the TV and switched it on, tuning to a news channel where Elyas’s photo was clearly displayed.

The headlines were sensational, calling him a rapist and making other exaggerated accusations. The news anchor began to detail the incident, describing how Elyas had lured a client to an abandoned warehouse under the pretense of a site visit, only to assault him brutally.

Julie was shocked, her eyes wide with horror and disbelief. She looked at me, her expression a mix of confusion and betrayal. I was trying hard to hold back my laughter, the irony of the situation too much to bear.

Hannah, on the other hand, started crying, her voice a desperate plea of denial and disbelief. “No, how could this be?” she sobbed, her eyes reflecting a mix of pain and confusion. “You guys must have made a mistake. My dad can’t do things like that. It’s not true, it’s not true.”

Julie didn’t cry or show any reaction, her expression a mask of calm and composure. She knew about the Absolute Hypnosis I had used to change her husband, and the revelation of his crime only served to confirm her decision to divorce him. There was no need to worry about anything anymore, and she seemed almost relieved by the turn of events.

The officers took Julie’s silence as a sign of shock, their expressions a mix of sympathy and concern. I walked to the front, my voice filled with a sense of authority and command. “Why are you taking Julie with you?” I asked, my eyes locked onto theirs with a sense of determination and resolve.

The taller officer looked at me, his expression a mix of authority and indifference. “Sir, it’s just a formality,” he said, his voice a mix of reassurance and detachment. “We already have all the evidence, and Elyas has confessed. We just need Julie to come in and confirm a few details.”

I had nothing to worry about. Elyas couldn’t tell anyone that I had used hypnosis on him, and he was under my order and control. He must have confessed when he found no other way, as the cops had all the evidence.

I looked at Julie, taking her hand in mine, my voice filled with a sense of comfort and reassurance. “Don’t worry, I am here with you. I am coming with you,” I said, my eyes reflecting my determination and support.

Hannah also spoke up, her voice a mix of desperation and resolve. “Mom, I am coming with you. I want to see Dad,” she said, her eyes reflecting her need to understand and come to terms with the situation.

The officers didn’t have any issue with us coming with Julie. “That’s fine,” the shorter officer said, his voice a mix of professionalism and empathy. “We can take you all to the station.”

We made our way to the station, the journey a blur of emotions and sensations, a symphony of light and sound that mirrored the rhythm of our hearts. The police station was a hive of activity, officers moving about with purpose, the clatter of keyboards and the murmur of voices filling the air.

At the station, we were led to a small, sterile room with a table and a few chairs. The officers were professional and methodical in their approach. “Mrs. Julie, we need to ask you a few questions,” the taller officer began, his voice calm and measured. “We understand this is difficult, but your cooperation will help us understand the situation better.”

Julie nodded, her expression composed but her eyes betraying a hint of turmoil. “I understand,” she said, her voice steady.

The shorter officer took out a notepad and began to ask questions, his tone respectful and considerate. “When was the last time you saw your husband, Elyas?”

Julie took a deep breath, her mind racing through the recent events. “I’ve been in America for a long time and only recently returned. Elyas has been busy with his work, and we haven’t had much interaction,” she replied, her voice even but tinged with a hint of sadness.

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