Hiding the Alpha’s Baby

AYLA

“Wow.” Hazel murmurs, watching me down another shot.

I have never readily drunk this much alcohol. Its always her convincing me to let loose even if she is younger than me.

“I should have known you were on a mission when you appeared wearing this dress.” She giggles, resting her elbow on the bar counter.

The loud music thrums in my ears as I look down at my dress. I went to a boutique on my way here and chose this skin-tight red dress which is shoulderless and barely covers my b**t and barely keeps my breasts from spilling out.

I had to look the part, all rebellious and ready to do something reckless. By the lustful looks I am receiving, I am sure it's working on men.

I pass a nervous smile to a blonde sitting in a VIP booth. He lifts his glass, his tongue running across his lips. Before I can call him over with a gesture, Hazel's hands clamp around my cheeks. She forces me to face her.

“What?” I breathe, my voice becoming a little slurry.

“You are married, Babes. What are you doing?" She narrows her eyes on me.

I scoff. “don’t remind me. This is no marriage. He doesn't care if I go out and sleep with any man I want”

Hazel's eyes widen. “ I knew it! I knew there was something. Goddess! Did he blackmail you? Does he have something against you right now?”

Mom and Dad if I tell you? ” I pout, reaching

course, no.” Hazel blinks

the truth but I pause when my eyes meet a pair of

you call him

him I am going

“Good to see you are having fun with your friend after

nose scrunches. " Aaron Alvarez, you are my younger

younger than me?” He says, and his glare becomes fiercer. “Oh, Goddess. “I drop from the stool and point a finger in his face. “I don’t want

fingers through his hair. ” Ayla. I am not here to fight. I just want to make sure you know there is always a way back. All you need is to

Massimo Rossi I hiss, my hands

try to continue staring back, but my vision blurs as the alcohol takes its

my butt back on the stool and drop my

I want you to know that I

older than his age, looking after me from a young age as if he is willing to protect me

This suffocated me before.

like the day he got to know that I was kidnapped and got scared in my dreams at night, his childhood ended and he became this mature version of

things he did for me, but I couldn't. This makes me guilty. I stole his childhood and I can not return it no matter what I

And Ayla- - -we are all waiting for you at home. Don't keep us waiting for long. Don’t break Mom and

come on! Stop giving her a lecture. Shoo away. Let us have some fun.” Hazel pushes him away and grabs my arm to