Bonds of the Alpha Billionaire (Maya and Alex)

Chapter 145

-Maya's POV-

Alex had dropped me back at the safe house after his mysterious phone call. I kneew we still had a lot to talk about and there was still the matter of my father's situation, something I had to passively mention to Alex for my mother's sake. But I knew deep down he wouldn't be interested in helping, not after everything that had happened. The girls and Christian were constantly coming and going and when I entered, the girls were all in the living room Riley, Natalia, and Sarah. Christian was nowhere to be seen, probably busy helping Alex with whatever crisis had unfolded and since I couldn' heat the twins, I knew they were asleep.

Sarah spotted the ring the moment I walked in. "Well, well, well," she drawled, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Someone's been busy. Nice rock."

Her comment instantly grabbed Natalia and Riley's attention. I groaned, shooting Sarah a playful glare. Natalia grabbed me immediately and planted me firmly on a chair. "I leave you for a minute and you come back with a ring. Start talking."

"Hold on," Riley added, already on her way to the kitchen. "Bottles and glasses first."

I gave her a look, but she just rolled her eyes. "Look, I'm a mafia princess who ran away from an arranged marriage to become a bartender, and I still have baggage with my father even though we've put that aside for now. We're drinking."

"Hear, hear!" Sarah chimed in, raising an invisible glass. Natalia's laughter echoed through the room.

It took only a moment for Riley to return, a tray laden with glasses and three different bottles. Looking ahead, I knew it was going to be a long night. But as I settled into the chair with their expectant faces staring at me, a sense of belonging washed over me. These were my people, the ones who understood, the ones who had my back.

"Alright," Natalia prompted, "we're getting old, and those bundles of chaos can wake up any minute."

I chuckled. "Okay, so... Alex proposed again, and I said yes again. Yes, I know I'm technically still married to Ivan," saying his name sent a shiver down my spine, "and yes, I know Alex has made a lot of mistakes. But even after everything..." I trailed off, my voice catching slightly. "Even after everything, I still want him. So yeah, I said yes."

smiled at me, "I am really happy for

raised her glass. "To the crazy chaotic love!" she

fucked-up love," Riley added

everyone turned their attention back to Riley. She shot us all a questioning look. "Why are you all staring at me like

all the chaos around, we only really know the surface of what happened with you running away and... well, dating

another drink. "Yeah, that's going to need a whole lot more

world I grew up in arranged marriages were as common as the blood spilled on the streets. I didn't like it, but there wasn't anything I could do about it. I knew it would be my fate someday, a fate both me and my sister dreaded. We used to count down the days until adulthood, each one a tick closer to a future we

face, a momentary glimpse into the life she'd left behind. Natalia reached out, squeezing Riley's hand in a silent gesture of understanding. Riley offered a grateful

arranged my marriage, and even though I knew it was coming, it still hit me like a ton of bricks when he told me who he'd picked, I felt

another drink, her eyes distant. Sarah leaned forward, her earlier teasing replaced

be the closest thing to it," Riley continued, her voice dropping to a barely audible

silence filled the room, broken only by the clinking of ice against glass. Even the ever-bubbly Sarah seemed subdued by

thing led to another, and... well, let's just

gaze meeting each of ours in turn. "Time was running out," she explained. "I knew I had to run. There was another thing, too. The monster I was supposed to marry only wanted someone untouched. If he ever found out..." She trailed off, the unspoken threat hanging heavy

disappeared." she finished a touch of

in a

"Then I met you, Amaya. And discovered there was

across her face, a stark contrast to the turmoil she'd just described. She raised her glass in a toast. "Here's to new beginnings and finding

sound echoing

Christian?" I asked,