Hiding the Alpha’s Baby

AYLA

I pick up my head, and through the crack of the closing door, see a weird view.

Aaron has Hazel pressed against the counter, her back facing his front. I blink, my mind going numb as I watch my innocent baby brother roughly pulling Hazel’s panties down her legs. Before the scene escalates, I squeal and make a run in the opposite direction. My heart pounds like crazy as I struggle not to cringe.

My friend and my baby brother. Oh, Goddess. I thought they both were innocent.

Well, the view was anything but innocent. Right in the bathroom.

I let out another squeal and shake my head to get rid of the view. Terrible memory to have! But then again, when did these two start doing such things? I scrunch my nose at the thought. “Hey, sexy girl! “A man suddenly blocks my path.

I peer up, meeting the face of the blonde I saw earlier. He leans against the wall and shoots me a charming smile.

My heart pounds harder as I stare at him. “what- - -”

“Thought you were up for some fun.” He takes a step closer.

I stagger back, as memories threaten to resurface. The blondie doesn't take the hint and grabs my arms, tugging me to his chest.

A gasp whooshes out of my lungs. My ears start ringing, and my vision blackens instantly. “Wanna go somewhere quiet? I can give you some quick pleasure.” He is murmuring but his face is disappearing, and getting replaced with other older faces.

Sweat trickles down my back. I try to scream, but my voice drowns behind a wave of panic. I can't breathe. I need to run now.

I try to pull free, but he is already dragging me to a corner. I need to fight. I need to do something. But my body is not working.

“N- = -No. “I murmur, my voice small and weak.

I will take you to a hotel later.

“N-No." My chest tightens.

feels like my skin is peeling off as if someone has poured acid all

“Oh come on—

drag my body away from him. My back hits the wall as I hear a

hear it? She

fuck are you? “The blondie

points

stop trembling when I find him standing between me and the blondie, like a shield. Many

husband. And you f****d up.” Massimo’s voice turns colder before I watch him throw the other guy down

closer to my chest in fear. One punch, and another, and so many follow that I

husband has this crazy, furious look on his face that

beats the other man. The intention to murder and the blood that falls on his face with each

iis going to

my eyes again. Just when he hears my voice, he stops. His fist hovers in the air, his other hand still clenching onto the blondie’s collar

pushing myself harder towards the wall. Is he going to kill me

feet. I grip my knees, my eyes following his every

over me,

Please." My body starts shivering under

front of me and places his palm on the wall, right above my head. I gasp, trying to disappear into the wall. His scent surrounds me, making me dizzy and lightheaded. “You wanted him to fuck you?" Massimo’ voice drops, a warning clear in his

shake my head and blink away my tears but they keep

eyes lower to the trail of tears on my cheeks. He lifts his hand towards

he hit me like he did to that man? If so,

my cheeks. My core tightens, as blood rushes down to it with a single innocent touch