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 doorway,

to process this." He paused again, his gaze

heavy sigh, he disappeared out the door, leaving me alone in the darkness with the deafening silence

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 semblance of control amidst the

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

ears and without realizing it, my

Chapter 17

to stare at the sign for a

The Rusty Compass.

I was greeted by 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,

get a

face for a beat longer than necessary. Her eyes, the color

her gaze night?"

"The roughest of them all," I

two, then three and before I realized, I was spilling my

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

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 head and a gold chain glinting around his neck, slammed a wad of cash

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

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

and your gunes."

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,

"You are

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

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

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

voice surprisingly calm despite the churning in my

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

"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

buddies, a hulking mass of a man let out a guttural laugh.

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