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.

sheets back to my chin and squeal. “what about Cassian and me? “That's what I am asking, Kitten? What

gaze. Why is he asking me

Massimo says, in a low voice. “do

and I utter right away.

a thing for someone like

His fingers land on my chin, sending a wave of sparks down my back and

end up blurting, giving away what

It does something to my heart,

question is heavier than

hands clench around the sheet as I lower my gaze to the open collar of his shirt. I don't

him. Even after knowing he is not

mating

my chin. He pulls his hand away and turns his

the question.” what did he do to

like I am treading on a thin layer of ice. He sounds threatening, not towards me,

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

from over his

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

try to deny it, but fail miserably. I should lie. I should tell Massimo a story. But as he stares into my teary eyes, I find myself tongue-tied. I can not bring myself to lie to him. “He liked to- - -make fun of

“A frown settles between his

come up with something to get out of this

want me to tell you everything?” I choke

only blinks. I nod at

myself, Massimo, you should

lock, his eyes filling

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