Bonds of the Alpha Billionaire (Maya and Alex)

Chapter 14

-Maya POV-

The world seemed to tilt on its axis. A million conflicting emotions warred within me: anger, resentment, guilt, fear, and an unexpected pang of grief.

She was more like a trophy wife to Daniel Stone but the fact still remained-she was my mother.

Natalia placed a comforting hand on my arm, her presence grounding me in the midst of the emotional maelstrom. Tears welled up in my eyes, blurring my vision, but I blinked them back, refusing to crumble. "Where is she?" I demanded, my voice surprisingly steady.

He gave me the name of the hospital, and before I could even process the information, I was already pushing the call to end. Natalia helped me gather my things, moving with urgency yet understanding "I'll watch the kids," she promised, her voice firm and reassuring. "Go, be with your mother."

I didn't need to be told twice. With a quick hug of gratitude, I rushed out, my mind racing, my heart pounding a frantic rhythm against my ribs.

Would I get to say goodbye?

I slammed through the automatic hospital doors, the sterile scent assaulting my senses as I skidded to a stop at the reception desk. My breaths were coming in ragged gasps, adrenaline fueled by the phantom echo of my father's words.

“Hello,” I choked out, forcing myself to calm down. "My mother was in an accident. She was brought here. Victoria Stone. I need to see her."

and eyes that held no warmth, scanned my

dismissive.

her attitude. With a mumbled "thank you," I tore through

me stopped me in my tracks. There, on a sofa, sat my mother, a magazine casually draped across her lap,

on here?" The words seemed to rip from my throat, raw and laced with disbelief. "You told me she was

finally looked up, his eyes devoid of any genuine concern "Amaya,"

on?" I demanded, my voice rising in

in that silent exchange, I saw a flash of apology, a flicker of the mother I remembered before

further,

he said, thrusting a document in my

by the abruptness of

really need me to repeat myself, Amaya?" His voice grew sharper, laced with irritation. "Take the document and

and potent. "Are you seriously kidding me right now? You seriously lied! To get me to come here?" I spat, finally piecing together the twisted puzzle.

the vivid red blooming on my skin.

My voice, barely a whisper, echoed in the sterile silence. "Why

and hurt that had fostered within me for years,

silence stretched, suffocating and

each syllable laced with a tremor of disbelief and simmering anger. "Why do you