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!"

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

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

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

Stealing a deep, shaky breath, I opted against calling a cab. Walking, I reasoned,

by the fallout that awaited me. My father's face,

without realizing it, my steps had carried

Chapter 17

to stare at

The Rusty Compass.

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

get a double scotch,

than necessary. Her eyes, the color

her gaze night?"

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

three and before I realized, I was

a mask of quiet understanding. When

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

he barked at Riley, his gaze leering. "And make it

and a flicker of defiance sparked in her hazel, "I'm sorry but there are no drinks available. This is a peaceful bar and it is

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 Riley, "This place ain't for the likes of us, huh? What makes

"You are

Bikers aren't allowed in here. I'm pretty sure you know that. You are just

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

barstool, the weight of the situation pressing down

voice surprisingly calm despite the churning in my stomach, "Maybe it's best if

are you to tell us what to do?" The man sneered, his gaze flickering to me with

kind of is. This

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

of a man let out

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