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.

back, but I promise I will take you to a hotel later.

“N-No." My chest tightens.

touch me. It feels like my skin is peeling

“Oh come on—

from him. My back hits

it? She doesn't want

fuck are you? “The blondie

points a

stop trembling when I find him standing between me and the blondie, like a shield. Many paragraphs are missing. Read the complete book on Jo=bn-ib.c(o)m. “What?” The blondie

husband. And you f****d up.” Massimo’s voice turns colder before I

fear. One punch, and another, and so many follow that I lose track of them. The blondie’s blood

furious look on his face that makes

man. The intention to murder and the blood that falls on his face

to kill

when he hears my voice,

pushing myself harder

to his feet. I grip my knees, my

Kitten? ” Massimo towers over me, his

-I, Yes. 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

blink away my tears but

trail of tears on my cheeks. He lifts his hand towards me. Instinctively, I flinch and close my

man? If so,

rough fingers on my cheeks. My core tightens, as blood rushes down to it with