Chapter 59

-Maya's POV-

The silence was almost dealening as the three of us stared at him. Ivan spoke up first, his voice laced with a cold edge I'd rarely heard before. "What is he doing here?" he asked, his eyes narrowed at Alex. Miranda's smile didn't falter. "Why don't we go and find out?" she suggested, her voice dripping with sarcasm. She sauntered towards him, her hips swaying with a confidence I could only dream of "Fiancé," she called out loudly, "what are you doing here?"

Alex didn't even glance at her. His eyes remained fixed on me, his gaze piercing through me like a knife. I felt a shiver run down my spine as the memory of our last encounter - the kiss-came rushing back. I tugged on Ivan's arm, trying to pull him away. "Let's just go," I whispered

urgently.

But Ivan wasn't having it. "No," he said, his voice firm and resolute. "I want to know why he's here." His grip on my arm tightened, and I knew

I wasn't going anywhere.

Miranda reached Alex's side and began talking, her voice a steady stream of chatter. Alex listened, his expression bored, but his eyes never left mine, Ivan pulled me closer, and I felt a sense of dread wash

over me.

This wasn't going to end well.

As we approached the SUV, Ivan spoke up again. "What are you doing here, Alex?" he asked, his voice firm.

Alex regarded him with a disinterested expression before turning back to me. "You're okay," he said, his voice plain, but his eyes flickered

with relief.

I didn't respond. I just kept staring at him, my mind racing with questions.

Why was he here?

What did he want?

he come

Why had

have a heart attack." She batted her eyelashes at Alex, but

time, I

his grip on my arm tightening. Quickly trying to salvage

with the most hateful expression I had ever seen him wear. I needed to get

I tried

immediately, and the atmosphere seemed to thicken. I felt a sense of foreboding wash over me.

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ending drama.

replied, his voice firm and unyielding, his eyes fixed on Alex with an intensity that made me shiver. I cursed internally, wondering what had brought on this sudden show of ego.

said, his voice dripping with sarcasm, "I was married to her,

in the air like a challenge, and I felt my heart skip a beat. Everything seemed to stop working at that point - the air on my skin froze, and I couldn't breathe. Miranda looked shocked, her

was laced with a cold anger. "As you can see, she's fine. So you can go." He dismissed Alex with a wave of his hand, but Alex

keen on acting like the powerful alpha here," Alex sneered, his voice dripping with contempt. "So different from how you came to my company weeks ago, begging me to help with your failing company." The words were like a slap in the

His company was failing?

he looked so

done, and he continued to taunt Ivan, his voice

me to help," he added, his eyes flicking towards Miranda, who looked like she wanted to sink into the ground. Ivan's face was red with anger, and he took a step closer to Alex, his fists clenched at his

damn hateful, you know that?" Ivan spat, his voice low and menacing. "But you know what? Amaya is with me, married to me. It doesn't matter how much power you have, she is mine, and you will never have her. The words were like a challenge, a declaration of ownership

sides. I realized that this was more than just a simple argument. This was a battle for control, a fight for dominance. And I was caught in the middle, unsure of what to do or who to turn

did Alex look like he wanted to own me?

two men, my eyes fixed on the parking lot behind me. I couldn't stand there anymore, listening to them argue over me like I was a prize to be won. Ivan's words still echoed in my mind - "she

a step back, both men's attention snapped to me, their faces frozen in surprise. Alex's eyes narrowed, his gaze piercing through me like a knife. Ivan's expression softened, and he took a

wait," he said, his voice low and

lot behind me. I just wanted to get

touch me, his voice a little

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