Hiding the Alpha’s Baby

Chapter 110

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I groan, shifting onto my back and opening my eyes. My body aches in strange places.

My eyes stare at the familiar ceiling. It looks to be Massimo’s room back home. The sheets over me also smell like him.

Confused, I glance to my right and find him sitting on the bed, his back facing me. He is wearing a black suit, and his hands are busy fixing his cufflinks.

The memories from last night pour in one after another. My cheeks heat, and I pull the sheets to my chin.

I had sex with him. It felt so- - -good. My lips pucker out. Oh, Goddess.

What now?

How did I seduce him and throw myself at him numerous times?

“You slept for half the day. I was wondering if you have slipped into a coma.” Massimo's deep voice fills the space.

“You tired me out-- -" I blurt, and squeeze my eyes shut the next moment.

Such a good way to embarrass myself more.

I can sense him shifting in the bed. The heat of his gaze warms my face, making me pull the sheets higher, to my nose.

“What's with you and Cassian?” He asks.

My hands freeze. I open my eyes and meet his gaze. It's different from last night. He is cold now.

“what about Cassian and me? “That's what I am

and avert my gaze. Why is he asking me

honest” Massimo says, in a low voice. “do you have a thing

I utter

never have a thing for someone like

sending a wave of sparks

despise him. “I end up blurting, giving away what I truly

stares at me, with those deep and assessing eyes. It does something to my heart, makes it beat faster, and harder in my

next question is heavier than the

the sheet as I lower my gaze to the open collar of his shirt. I don't want to start panicking. I don't want to think about what Cassian used

were engaged to him. Even after knowing he is not your

myself before mating with him, Massimo.” I interrupt

He pulls his hand

what did he do

a thin layer of ice.

wobbles. “I- - -can not tell you right now. Don’t ask

from over his shoulder, regarding me cooly

put his hands on you like the fucker from last night?” His next words have me flinching in my

Massimo a story. But as he stares into my teary eyes, I find myself tongue-tied. I can not bring myself to lie

“A frown settles

to come up with something to get out of

me to tell you everything?”

only blinks. I nod at

Massimo, you

his fitted suit. Our gazes lock, his eyes filling with ice.

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