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.

Cassian and me? “That's

my gaze. Why is he asking me

only ask once and I want you to be honest” Massimo says, in a low voice. “do you

twist and I utter right

have a

my chin, sending a wave of sparks down my back and he forces me to look his

despise him. “I end up blurting, giving away

deep and assessing eyes. It does something to my heart, makes

is heavier than 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

he is not your fated

killed myself before mating with him, Massimo.” I interrupt

chin. He pulls his hand away and turns his

the question.” what did he do

treading on a thin layer of ice. He sounds threatening, not towards me, but

water, and my chin wobbles. “I- - -can not tell you right now. Don’t ask

me from over his shoulder, regarding me cooly but

hands on you like the fucker from last night?” His

mouth, 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

frown

to come up with something to

tell

only blinks. I nod at

me to tell you everything myself, Massimo, you should tell me why you

gazes lock, his eyes filling

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