Bonds

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!”

didn’t turn around. He just kept walking, leaving me alone in the echoing silence of the room. As he reached the doorway, a sliver of fear flickered within

paused, turning his head slightly. The expression on 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

the door, leaving me alone in the darkness with the

a deep, shaky breath, I opted against calling a cab. Walking, I reasoned, might offer a semblance of control

frenetic energy as 1 walked. My destination remained unknown, my mind consumed by the fallout that awaited me. My father’s face, twisted

my heels filled my ears and without realizing it, my steps had carried me towards

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Chapter 17

stopped to stare at the sign for

The Rusty Compass.

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, her auburn hair cascading down her shoulders in fiery waves. Her face, etched with the lines of experience, held a warmth that belied the weariness in

get a

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

her gaze night?”

coursing through me. “The

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

mask of quiet understanding. When I finished, a

her mouth to talk then, a sudden commotion erupted 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

sweetheart,” he barked at Riley, his gaze leering. “And

but there are no drinks available. This is a peaceful bar

and your gunes.”

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 think you

“You are

its rules. Bikers aren’t allowed in here. I’m pretty

he was in Riley’s face, “Again Lask. What are you going

edge of the barstool, the weight of

in my stomach, “Maybe it’s best if you

gaze flickering to me with

of is. This is a decent place,

across his face. “This some kind

out a guttural laugh. “Yeah, maybe

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