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.”

dressed in black fitted suits come marching towards

on my hips.

wants

to-marriage–I mean marry

me?”

marry you. “The one in

to get a better view but end up only

anymore. I want to sit down and shake my head a few

for you.”

think you are doing?” Hazel’s screechy

wince, closing my eyes. Now, it will

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

think about taking advantage. You don’t know what Alpha Alexander will do to you people if he gets to know you tried to

“One man commands

My blurry vision adjusts just enough to

Ayla. Tell them you don’t want to go

and try to find her but everything is blurry again. I can’t see anything clearly. People’s faces are zooming in and out as I find myself so close

hands touch my waist. Instantly, my mind goes on high alert but

-Where— “I mumble, getting dragged towards an

Ex

to marry you, Ms. Alvarez. Our Boss has accepted your proposal. I am

seal

tells me that I

The need for a single breath of freedom is profound. The desire to ruin my life

up a flight of stairs. Hazel continues to shout in

why would I do

pushed inside some space. I

inside the red-themed room is cold.

arms around myself. ” M—Marry—Do

cold hands touch my arms. The touch makes me freeze. The roughness and

A man.

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Danger.

he runs his hands down my arms, reaching for the back