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!"

around. He just kept walking, leaving me alone in the echoing silence of the room. As he reached the doorway, a sliver

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

door, leaving me

Stealing a deep, shaky breath, I opted against calling a cab. Walking, I reasoned, might offer a semblance of

pulsed with a frenetic energy as 1 walked. My destination remained unknown, my mind consumed by the fallout that awaited me. My father's face, twisted with fury, flashed through my thoughts, fueling a fresh wave of

and without realizing it, my steps had carried me towards a bar.

Chapter 17

stopped to stare at

The Rusty Compass.

punctuated by the occasional clinking of glasses. A lone young woman stood behind the bar, her auburn hair cascading down

get a double scotch,

on my face for a beat longer than necessary. Her eyes, the color of melted chocolate, held

her gaze night?"

coursing through me. "The roughest of them all," I confessed, letting out a

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

quiet understanding. When

laughter grating in the previously subdued atmosphere. One of them, a man with a shaved head and a

your strongest stuff, sweetheart," he barked at Riley, his gaze leering. "And make

hazel, "I'm sorry but there are no drinks available. This is a peaceful bar and it is not for

and your gunes."

chain around the shaved head of the newcomer clanked as he slammed his fist on the counter, the force rattling the glasses behind

"You are

bikers. This bar has its rules. Bikers aren't allowed in here. I'm pretty sure you

joined him as he moved closer until he was in Riley's face, "Again Lask. What are you going to do

the edge of the barstool, the weight of the situation pressing down

my voice surprisingly calm despite the churning in my stomach,

are you to tell us what to do?" The man sneered, his gaze flickering to me with undisguised hostility. "This ain't your business, lady.

countered, taking a deep breath, "it kind of is. This is a decent place, and causing trouble isn't exactly

across his face. "This some kind of joke, sweetheart? You think

his buddies, a hulking mass of a man let out a guttural laugh. "Yeah, maybe she should show

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