Chapter 66 ~ The baby is here?

ATHENA

My fingers tighten around the doorknob as I stare at Alex. His green eyes burn

into me with an intensity that makes my chest feel tight. There's no mistaking the anger simmering that look, but his voice remains dangerously calm when he speaks.

"There she is. The mother of my unborn child."

The way he says it sends a chill down my spine. My heart hammers, but I refuse to let him see the effect he has on me. I push the door shut behind me and drop my bag onto the small table by the entrance.

I grab my takeaway pack and sit on the couch, trying to seem unbothered even though my heart is in my throat.

"I didn't realize you still lived here," I say, my tone laced with mockery.

His lips twitch in something that is far from a smile, and he slowly rises to his feet. The air in the room shifts.

Alex never raises his voice, but his presence alone is suffocating.

When he speaks, you hear him, no matter how low his tone is.

"I've been busy," he replies, rolling up his sleeves even further. His forearms flex as he moves, the veins standing out under his tanned skin. "But imagine my surprise when I find out that while I'm dealing with business, my wife is out having lunch with another man."

My pulse jumps. So that's what this is about.

"You mean my friend?" I counter, crossing my arms. "Because that's what Zayan is. A friend."

His head tilts slightly, his expression unreadable. “Friend,” he repeats slowly. He takes a step forward, and I instinctively shrink back, hoping the couch can swallow me whole so I can hide from this burning gaze. His gaze darkens, amusement flickering in those cold eyes.

"Tell me, Athena, do all your friends look at you the way he does?"

I grit my teeth. "Don't do this, Alex."

hair, exhaling

wake up, act like you suddenly care, only to turn it into an interrogation simply because I had lunch with my

I

cousin but he understands he can't cross the line

pulse hammering in my ears. His grip on my chin isn't brutal, but it's firm enough to keep me locked on

has always been

doesn't shout. He doesn't like to repeat

He controls.

He demands.

I'm not his

to decide who I see," I snap, my voice

releases me, standing to his full height. He looks

"I just did."

from the couch, refusing to let him tower over me.

can go

His jaw ticks.

when I can feel the weight even as I'm sitting. "And

should sit at home, wait for you like a good little wife, while you do

exhales slowly, rolling his shoulders like he's trying to

you want, Athena," he responds. "Except meet him again." The finality in his tone sends anger straight to my

I do?” I challenge,

watches me for a second before he

hurt you, Athena. You're my wife and the mother of my child. I however can do whatever shitty thing want to that bastard if you disobey

Ene

time you meet him,

so calm about

fury bubbling up my throat, ready

controlling, arrogant-"

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