Bonds of the Alpha Billionaire (Maya and Alex)

Chapter

27

-Maya's POV-

The world seemed to tilt on its axis. The phone felt heavy in my hand, suddenly a foreign object. "What?" I whispered, the single word escaping my lips in a ragged breath. The line went dead before I could say anything else. I stared at the phone screen, numb, the gravity of Ivan's words sinking in.

"Amaya? What's wrong?" Natalia's voice cut through the fog of confusion clouding my mind. Her hand shot out to grip mine, "What happened?"

I looked at her, my mouth working soundlessly for a moment. "My father. He has been arrested. Ivan just called. The FBI... they're investigating him for something." Her eyebrows shot up in surprise, "Does he know what it's about?"

1 shook my head slowly, the room feeling like it was closing in on me. "No. He just said they're investigating him. He's coming to pick me up."

A flicker of worry crossed her face. "Do you w

want me to come with you?" she asked. "Maybe it would be better if you weren't alone."

"No. I need to handle this myself. Thank you, though, Natalia. For everything and you too Nathan."

I know he had gone quiet just like he always did when Natalia and I were having our moment. He nodded giving me a tight smile, "Anytime, Maya."

Natalia pulled me into a tight hug, her embrace a silent reassurance in the face of the unknown. "Call me when you know more. And whatever happens, you know I'm here for you."

I clung to her for a moment longer, drawing strength from her unwavering support. Then, I pulled back, wiping at the tears that had welled up in my eyes. Taking a deep breath, I forced myself to focus. My father needed me, no matter how much I considered him a monster sometimes and whatever ho'd gotten himself into, I had to be there for him.

"I gotta go," I told them, my voice thick with emotion. "Ivan's on his way."

Nathan nodded, her gaze filled with understanding. "We will come see you later."

the door. As I stepped out into the cool night air, a shiver ran down

with suppressed anger. I stole a glance at him once, but he kept his gaze fixed on the road ahead, a storm brewing behind his normally calm

finally broke the silence, About

his head towards me for a brief moment. "Not much. I got a call from a friend in the force. Apparently, there's been an investigation into your father's business dealings

lurched. Money laundering? The accusation sounded surreal, something ripped from a bad crime movie. "Money laundering? But... that doesn't make any sense. I know my father might be an a** ho e

with frustration. "That's

of betrayal. How could my father be involved in something like this? And

front of my father's house, a swarm of police cars and yellow crime scene tape greeted us. The sight of it sent a fresh wave of panic crashing over me. This was serious. This

agreement to avoid drawing unnecessary attention. He took my hand in his, his grip firm yet comforting. "We'll go in together. "But be prepared. Things

a strange sense of detachment. Taking a deep, shaky breath, I steeled myself for whatever. awaited us inside. As ivan and Lapproached the house, a police officer materialized at

help you?" he asked

Stone," I said, forcing my voice to remain calm. "This is my husband, Ivan McCall. It's my father's house

first thing that hit me was the chaos. Furniture was overturned, drawers hung open, papers were scaered everywhere. It looked like a tornado

room, a group of officers were questioning my mother. Her eyes were red-rimmed and swollen, her normally composed face etched with worry and fear. When she saw me, a flicker of relief crossed her

me, holding me tight as if afraid I might

foreign. Seeing her like this. Uneasily, I hugged her back, the familiar scent of her perfume doing little to dispel the sense of unease that

back slightly, wiping at her tears with a trembling hand. "They took him," she said, her voice hoarse. "The FBI. They said he was... involved in some

"But... how?"

haven't known what to think.

as if sensing my growing unease. "We should let your mom get some rest," he said gently. "We can try to find out more about your father in the morning" My mother clung to my hand, her eyes pleading.

fear settled on me like a heavy cloak. With a heavy heart, I squeezed her hand back. "We'll stay," I

on my tongue.

us stood together even though it looked forced but still, we stood together. A lump formed in my throat. Suddenly, the weight of the night's events pressed down on me with renewed force. Alex, my marriage, and now this- my father's arrest hanging like a dark cloud

I mumbled,

me into a tight embrace. "I know. I