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.

and squeal. “what about Cassian and me? “That's what I am asking, Kitten? What is Cassian to you?" He

avert my gaze. Why is he asking me

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

twist and I utter

can never have a thing for someone

land on my chin, sending a wave of sparks down my

end up blurting, giving away

at me, with those deep and assessing eyes. It does something to my

The next question is heavier than

to the open collar of his shirt.

knowing he is not your fated mate, you-

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

fingers stiffen over my chin. He pulls his hand away and turns his back to

Massimo repeats the question.” what did

like I am treading on a thin layer of ice. He sounds

- -can

from over his shoulder, regarding me cooly but

on you like the fucker from last night?” His

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

frown settles

need to come up with something

want me to tell you

I

tell you everything myself, Massimo, you should tell

gazes lock, his eyes filling with ice. The air shifts and the little connection

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