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!"

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

Time to process this." He paused again, his gaze lingering on me for a beat longer before he continued, "I'll call you when

with a final, heavy sigh, he disappeared out the door, leaving me

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

mind consumed by the fallout that

filled my ears and without realizing it,

Chapter 17

stare at the sign

The Rusty Compass.

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

a double scotch,

than necessary.

her gaze night?"

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

before I realized, I was spilling my guts to a complete

a mask of quiet understanding. When I finished, a heavy silence settled between

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

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

of defiance sparked in her hazel, "I'm sorry but there are no drinks available. This is a peaceful bar and it is not

and your gunes."

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

"You are

here. I'm

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

of the barstool, the weight of the situation pressing down

churning in my stomach, "Maybe it's best if you

man sneered, his gaze flickering to me with undisguised hostility. "This ain't

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

kind of joke, sweetheart? You think you

let out

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