Bonds of the Alpha Billionaire (Maya and Alex)

Chapter 17

Chapter 17

-Maya's POV-

"You don't have to say it back," he rushed on, his voice attempting to mask the vulnerability I saw reflected in his eyes. "And maybe I shouldn't have been so hasty. I just... can't hide how I feel. You're an amazing woman, Amaya, and..."

He trailed off, searching my face, and a wave of panic washed over me. I couldn't let him get any closer, not emotionally, not physically.

"I have kids," the words tumbled out in a rush, escaping my control before I could stop them.

He blinked, a flicker of confusion replacing the affection in his eyes. "What?"

I could almost hear my father's voice, a chilling echo in the back of my head, warning me against this very moment.

"Two of them," I blurted out, my voice ragged. "Twins. And I didn't... I mean, my father didn't want me to tell you. But I don't want to lie to you anymore,

Ivan."

Silence stretched between us, thick and suffocating. He just stared at me, his expression unreadable. The longer he remained silent, the heavier the weight of my confession became. "Ivan? Please, say something."

Then, a flicker of something dark crossed his features. Anpor? Hurt? Whatever it was, sent a shiver down my spine.

"How long were you going to keep it a secret?" His voice was low, laced with a dangerous edge. "Wait, that's not even the question I should be asking. Who is the father?"

My mouth gaped open and closed like a fish out of water. No words came out, no justifications, no explanations.

Frustration flared in his eyes, quickly replaced by a chilling resignation. He let out a humorless scoff "Fine," he muttered, the single word heavy with disappointment.

He turned away, his broad shoulders slumped in defeat, "I trust you can find your way back to wherever you go to hide your lies," he said, his voice cold

and distant.

"Ivan, please!"

the room. As he reached the

turning his head slightly. The expression on his face was unreadable. "No, Amaya," he said finally. "I'm not. But I need time. Time to process this." He paused again, his gaze

leaving me alone in the darkness with the deafening silence of

turmoil within. Stealing a deep, shaky breath, I opted against calling a cab. Walking, I reasoned, might offer a semblance of control amidst the

frenetic energy as 1 walked. My destination remained unknown, my mind consumed by the fallout that awaited me. My father's face, twisted

without realizing it, my steps had carried me towards

Chapter 17

stopped to stare at the sign

The Rusty Compass.

scent of stale beer and well-worn leather. The low murmur of conversation hung in the air, punctuated by the occasional clinking of glasses. A lone young woman

get a double scotch,

glanced up, lingering on my face for a beat longer than necessary. Her eyes, the color of

her gaze night?"

slumped onto the wom barstool, defeat coursing through me. "The roughest of them all,"

glass turned into two, then three and before I realized, I was spilling my guts to a

a mask of quiet understanding. When I finished, a heavy

mouth to talk then, a sudden commotion erupted near the back of the bar. Three burly men shoved their way through a swinging door, their laughter grating in the previously subdued atmosphere. One of them, a man with a shaved head and

of your strongest stuff, sweetheart," he barked at Riley, his

in her hazel, "I'm sorry but there are no drinks

and your gunes."

the counter, the force rattling the glasses behind Riley, "This

"You are

has its rules. Bikers aren't allowed in here. I'm pretty sure you know that. You

in Riley's face, "Again Lask. What are you going to do about

the barstool, the weight of the situation pressing down on

in my

to tell us what to do?" The man sneered, his gaze flickering to me with undisguised hostility.

countered, taking a deep breath, "it kind of is. This

slow smirk spread across his face. "This some kind of joke, sweetheart? You think you

of a man let out a guttural laugh. "Yeah, maybe she should show

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