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!"

leaving me alone in the echoing silence of the room. As he reached the doorway,

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

final, heavy sigh, he disappeared out the door, leaving me alone

a deep, shaky breath, I opted against calling a cab.

unknown, my mind consumed by the fallout that awaited me. My father's face, twisted

my heels filled my ears and without realizing

Chapter 17

at the sign for a

The Rusty Compass.

conversation hung in the air, punctuated by the occasional clinking of glasses. A lone young woman stood behind

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grating

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

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and your gunes."

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calm despite the churning in my stomach, "Maybe

to do?" The man sneered, his gaze flickering to me with undisguised hostility. "This ain't your business,

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kind of joke,

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

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