Hiding the Alpha’s Baby

Chapter 43
LAYLA
Slow down, Alpha Alexander. We have Ayla with us.” I whisper, clutching my seat in fear.
The moment we stepped out of the penthouse and slid into his car, he had been driving so fast that everything was a blur around me. Ayla is fast asleep in the backseat and that’s my only solace because if she was awake, she might get scared of his behavior.
Finally, he slows down the speed for Ayla. But it’s not slow enough to make the pounding of my heart stop.
get home in record time. He stops the car in the driveway and without delay, I get down to head towards my Baby. He beats me to it and opens the other side of the backseat to pick Ayla up in his arms.
Daddy. She mumbles in sleep and nuzzles into his neck, completely unaware of how that man is sending me into a state of panic with the coldness he is radiating right now.
Alpha Alexander walks past me and goes inside. Not knowing what else to do, I follow him to Ayla’s room silently. He places her down on the bed and covers her small body with a blanket before stepping back. I walk ahead and bend down to plant a soft kiss on my Baby’s forehead.
Just when I straighten up, he s n a t c h e s my wrist and starts dragging me out of Ayla’s room. My heartbeat escalates, with the mixture of fear and a strange thrill. Anticipation of what he might do to me makes my stomach quiver.
It’s sick how turned on I am just imagining the things he can do when it should have repulsed me. I am trying to hate him. here, but my body has a mind of its own.
Alpha Alexander pulls me inside his room and slams the door shut. I flinch as he releases my wrist and takes a step back.
Strip. Layla. “He says coldly.
“Wh-What 1 stutter, taking a cautious step away from him.
Right now, he looks like a big bad wolf out to hunt and I am his willing prey. I want him to sink his teeth into me and devour me for once so this need for him and his touch can leave my mind altogether.
Maybe, he is right. If we f u c k once, he will be out of my mind for good.
“I suggest, tonight, don’t test my patience, Layla because I have none for you. Take off your f u c k i n g clothes, and lay down. on the bed. “He snaps, his eyes Hashing blue.
My shaking fingers reach for my zip. His eyes darken when he finds me following his command. I turn my back to him and take off my clothes before kicking my heels and climbing the bed like he wants.
Wetness pools between my naked thighs, making me clench the black satin sheets between my fists. My heart thrums in my ears as my blood rushes to my head, making me dizzy.

Just for tonight, I will give myself to him so I can be done with this sexual frustration.
“I said lay down, Layla. Lay down and spread your legs wide for me.” His commanding voice makes me clench my thighs.
I lay down on the bed and slowly spread my legs open for him. Cool air brushes my wet pus sy, making it tingle and ache for his touch.
My gaze moves towards the man who is standing tall in the distance. He is the definition of masculine perfection from every angle and right now, that man’s eyes are on me, drinking the sight of my naked body lazily. My back arches as I fist the sheets again to keep my sanity intact.
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What did I say about touching him?” Alpha Alexander’s voice drops, taking on a dangerous edge that causes my inner thighs to quiver under his predatory stare.
What did I say, Layla?” He asks, inching closer to me.
You said…don’t let him touch you. “My mouth dries.
He shrugs his jacket off his shoulders, leaving him in a black button-down shirt, a silk tie, and slacks. The clothes hug his muscles, making me imagine my hands running through those ridges and dips.
And what did you do? “Alpha Alexander loosens his tie before ripping it off his neck.
“I—I can do whatever I want. “I blurt, not wanting to give up the total control or maybe, I just want to provoke him and see what a beast like him will do to me.
*You think so, Mio Tesoro? He whispers, smiling at me.
He calls me by that nickname on rare occasions, I should probably look up its meaning on the internet.
Yes. I can. “I nod, not wanting to give in so soon.
“We can change that. “His smile widens and the dimple appears as he moves closer to me.
My stomach flips. My whole body aches in wait for his hands, or his lips, or anything he has to offer.
Lift your hands above your head for me. His breath caresses my cheek as he stares down at me with those cold eyes.
My arms move on their way, succumbing to his command. I lift them and he grabs them. My heart s k i p s a beat when he ties. them with his tie before pulling them up tighter.
What are you doing?” I blurt, trying to pull my bound hands down.
“I had this h o o k made in the bed just for you, you know. After I f u c k e d you for the first time, I thought about all the dirty things I wanted to do to you after tying you to my bed. I wanted to watch your helpless body writhing under me as you took everything like a good girl and moaned for me.” His eyes meet mine, sending a delicious shudder down the length of my body.
He leans back on his knees, admiring his work on my hands. I want to imagine what I look like to him all sprawled on his bed, under his control but I can’t when he is staring at me so intently, with twisted satisfaction in his eyes.
When he is done admiring me, he gets down and walks towards the walk-in closet to the right.
“Where are you going?” I wonder, closing my thighs.
Alpha Alexander doesn’t answer. I pick my head in an attempt to look at him but the restraints keep me bound to the bed. With a drumming heart, I drop my head on the soft pillow and wait for his return.
He comes back after a few moments and climbs the bed. My breath catches in my throat as I find him kneeling between my legs before he spreads my thighs again.
“Let’s see how wet you are, Layla. “Alpha Alexander hums.
His fingers glide between my slit, gathering moisture. A moan slips past my lips and my back arches.
You never disappoint.” He whispers in amusement.
“What—”
My words die when I see what’s in his hand. The big pink d i l d o with another curve for the c l i t that he is carrying makes my
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