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!"

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 again, his gaze lingering on me for a beat longer before he continued, "I'll call

leaving me alone in the darkness with the deafening

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

by the fallout that awaited me.

of my heels filled my ears and without

Chapter 17

at the sign for

The Rusty Compass.

the warm, comforting 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 stood behind the bar, her auburn hair cascading down her shoulders in fiery waves. Her face, etched with the lines of experience, held

get a double scotch,

than necessary.

her gaze night?"

defeat coursing through me. "The roughest of

into two, then three and before I realized, I

patiently, her expression a mask of quiet understanding. When I finished, a heavy silence settled

erupted near the back of the bar. Three burly men shoved their way through a swinging door, their laughter grating in the

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

flicker 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."

the newcomer clanked as he slammed his fist on the counter, the force rattling the glasses behind Riley, "This place ain't for the likes of

"You are

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

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

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

in

sneered, his gaze flickering to me with undisguised hostility. "This ain't your business, lady. I

is. This is

kind

let out a guttural laugh. "Yeah, maybe

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