Hiding the Alpha’s Baby

c Chapter 87

AYLA

I don’t know what I am saying. But my words have caused a heavy silence among people.

My mind spins. I grin, pointing towards a tall, blurry guy in the crowd.

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Will you—marry me? “I stutter, stumbling over my feet again.

It will destroy Mom and Dad’s plans for me if I can just change the course of my life by getting married to a man they don’t get to choose. The thought keeps hammering my hazy mind.

But whoever I point to, just runs away.

Who would dare to marry—Ayla Alvarez?

My lips pucker out. “1—I am not that bad. I just- -can’t let

any- -any man-

The words feel heavy on my tongue. I can’t let any man touch me. It’s like my fight-or-flight response activates as soon as a man gets close to me. I am either, inclined to hurt them or run away.

I chose to do the latter with Henry. Whenever he got close, I made an excuse and ran away.

But he figured out I was only running from him. And he pressured me more into getting intimate.

It made me sick.

Why am I only realizing it now?

He made me sick when he told me he wanted me in his bed without caring if it was alright with me.

But Dad and Mom shouldn’t have pushed him away. They had no

right.

“So—Someone, just— “Marry me.

Marry me and end this misery. Let me be free for once.

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Ms. Alvarez.”

two men, dressed

hands on my hips. “Whi—Which one of

wants

to-marriage–I mean marry

me?”

one in front with blurry jet-black hair

squint my eyes to get a better

can’t stand straight anymore. I want to sit down and shake my head a few times to grasp

is waiting for you.” They

doing?” Hazel’s screechy voice makes me flinch and

land on my butt, pain shooting throughout my tailbone. I wince, closing my eyes. Now, it will hurt for a

times in 1 year. Mom says she was like this in the start, but she

to you people if he gets to know

man commands

pat my flushed cheeks and open my eyes: My blurry vision adjusts just enough to let me see the

you don’t

find her but everything is blurry again. I can’t see anything clearly. People’s

my mind

“I mumble, getting dragged

Ex

you, Ms. Alvarez. Our Boss

him to seal this deal.” The

I am not

single breath of freedom is profound. The desire

shout in the background, telling me to do something

why would I

space. I hear a

air inside the red-themed room is cold. And the presence

arms around myself. ” M—Marry—Do you want

gasp as cold hands touch my arms. The touch makes me freeze. The roughness and size of his

A man.

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Danger.

arms, reaching for the back of my palms. Electricity runs down the path of his