Bonds of the Alpha Billionaire (Maya and Alex)

Chapter 15

-Alex's POV-

My phone buzzed, the insistent hum jarring against the simmering rage coiled in my gut. I answered, my voice clipped, barely above a growl. "Alex," the smooth, unruffled voice on the other end sent another shot of irritation through the. "Got your message. You really sure about this?" A harsh scoff escaped my throat. "Do I sound unsure?"

"Think of the consequences," the man continued, his tone even, almost emotionless. "This ain't some schoolyard scuffle. Daniel Stone might be an arrogant k, but he's also Amaya's father," The name hit me like a e r punch. My jaw clenched, teeth grinding together. But I didn't care. I didn't care about her anymore. The same words I had been telling myself the last few days." "What's your point?" I spat, venom lacing each word

"Think, Alex," the urgency crept back into his voice, a hint of steel finally breaking through. "Taking down Daniel won't be a walk in the park. There'll be retaliation, chaos. Amaya could get caught in the crossfire. You ready to live with that?"

Fury washed over me, cold and suffocating. I didn't need a lecture on the fallout. I know the risks, the potential damage. But the image of Daniel's smug face, the memory of his taunts, fueled my resolve.

"I don't give a d a m n about them," I snarled, my voice low and dangerous. "Daniel Stone crossed a line. Played his games, pushed me to the edge. Now, he pays."

Silence stretched on the other end, heavy and thick. Then, a sigh. "Alright, Alex. Just remember, the path you're on is dark. No turning back once you step

onto it

"No looking back," I said, my voice hard as stone. "I won't rest until I see Daniel Stone on his knees, begging for mercy. Until then, the only consequence 1 care about is his."

The line went dead, leaving me alone with the echo of my own words and the stark reality of my choice. There would be a price, innocent lives caught in the maelstrom of my vengeance. But the wolf within, the primal need for retribution, drowned out any flicker of doubt.

I slammed the phone down, the force sending a tremor through the room. My fists clenched, knuckles white, the image of Daniel's face burning behind my closed eyelids.

This wasn't just about settling a score. It was about dominance, reclaiming the power Daniel had stolen, Proving, to myself and the world, that I wouldn't be pushed around, wouldn't be made a fool.

I stormed out of the room, grabbing my keys and heading home hoping Miranda was asleep so I wouldn't have to deal with her because I was definitely not in the mood.

The roar of my engine died down, punctuating the storm raging inside me. I slammed the car door shut, the vibration echoing the fury trembling in my limbs. The metallic g of rage clung to me, mirroring the bitter taste in my mouth.

Bursting through the front door, I nearly ripped it off its hinges. I almost let out a groan when i saw her.

Miranda sat perched on a plush armchair, swirling wine in her hand. Each tap of her perfectly manicured nails against the crystal goblet was a taunt against the chaos I carried.

"Ah, Alex," she drawled, her voice dripping with mock sweetness. "Just the man I was hoping to see."

Chapter 15

Ignoring her, I headed straight for the stairs but Miranda wasn't one to be easily dismissed.

"Don't we have something to discuss?" she purred.

I stopped, pivoting on the bottom step. The anger in my eyes could curdle milk, a stark contrast to the amusement playing on her lips.

Igrowled, barely

countered, her smile widening ever so slightly. "Seems your Congratulations gifts are in order, wouldn't

knot

fresh jolt of anger through me. I didn't

generic," I snapped, turning back towards

you think a personalized touch would be more fitting for the

repeated, voice tight with

eyes. "Such hostility, darling. One would almost think the news

refusing to give her the satisfaction of

little reunion with your past

into my palms. I knew where this was going, the subtle jabs, the veiled threats. Miranda always enjoyed twisting the knife. "Don't push

of luck, I received a rather interesting package today." My breath hitched, a sliver of fear worming its way through the anger. I knew what she was talking about. The

smirk. "Think about what, darling? Sharing a little secret with my brother? Perhaps reminding him exactly who his wife truly is?" My blood ran cold. I couldn't let her do this. Amaya didn't

spat, my

gleaming with malice. "Why don't

the weight of her threat heavy

see, Alex, the game has changed. And

d w ith unspoken tension, the silence thick and suffocating. I stared at her and I knew

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him, a small laugh escaping my lips.

gently stroking my cheek. "I'm sure you didn't," he stated confidently. "You did great,

a silent gratitude welling up within me,"So, where are we going then?" I asked, a flicker of curiosity

eyes.

hint of mischief dancing in his dark eyes. "That, my

bustling bodies until we stopped in front of a small, unassuming building adorned with a faded blue awning and a single

I murmured, a smile tugging

hand.

conspiratorially. "Follow me," he said, leading me to a hidden door tucked away in the corner of the room. It creaked open, revealing a narrow passage lit by dim sconces. We descended a flight of rickety stairs, the sound of our footsteps echoing

into a small, circular room. In the center stood a massive telescope, pointed towards a skylight directly overhead. The night

"Wow," I breathed, awestruck.

mine had this space built a few years ago," Ivan explained, placing a hand on my shoulder. "She

eyepiece, and a gasp escaped my lips. The vastness of space

I whispered, humbled by

smiled, his gaze meeting mine. "It is," he agreed, his voice warm and soft. "But it doesn't hold a candle to

I could respond, a shooting star streaked across the inky black canvas. “Make a wish," Ivan whispered, his breath tickling my

wish forming on my lips. As I opened my eyes, I met Ivan's gaze. The city lights may have faded, but the warmth in his eyes shone brighter

hair behind her