Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 57 – Blood

“You would have refused, Evelyn!” Victor yells, slamming my kitchen door behind him as he stalks into the room behind me.

We just spent the last half-hour shaking hands and smiling at people’s congratulations. I kissed my boys, laughed at Willard’s jokes about surprises, smiled for pictures, all the while seething on the inside, waiting for the moment when I could tear him apart.

As soon as there was a break, I caught Victor’s eye. It wasn’t hard – he’s been waiting for this too. Without a word, we both stalked off towards my cottage.

“Yes, Victor,” I say, spinning to face him. “I would have refused, because you took the one thing from me that I have left! You took my freedom,” I say, banging on his honed chest with my fist. “And now you’ve got me all wrapped up in documents, your little pet, here at your command.”

He growls down at me, perhaps not as cool under my pressure as he thought he would be. “So go ahead, Victor,” I hiss, bringing my face close to his in a challenge. “Boss me around. That’s what you want, isn’t it? All this talk about protection and family, but all you want is control. So go ahead, command me.” My lips pull back as I growl. “Make me do your bidding.”

Victor fully bears his teeth then and he moves towards me, seeking to dominate me with force of his will, but I don’t stand down. His eyes dart downward, taking in all of me – my whole form in white linen and lace. “Go ahead, Victor,” I whisper, cruel. “Do it.”

He spins away from me, a snarl ripping from his throat. “Evelyn, you’re taking this out of hand.”

“I’m doing no such – “

“Evelyn,” he commands, slamming his hand against the wall. “It is a simple issue. If I had told you, you would have refused. So I was obliged to force your hand, for your own protection.”

“No, Victor,” I say, crossing my arms across my chest. “You had a choice between two options: to tell me, or not to tell me. But only one choice would have yielded you what you wanted, and so that’s the choice you made. And you’re trying to assuage your own guilt by suggesting to me that there wasn’t a choice at all!”

for your protection, Evelyn,” Victor continues to insist, his back to me. “You now have my official protection, and

away from those rights, which ruined the first twenty-two years of my life! I changed my name so no one would ever tie me to the

turning and stalking back to face me. “As

this time, overwhelmed by my emotions. “Protected,

anything,” he says, taking my face in his hands, showing honest

my own hands against his and staring up into his face. We stay like this for a moment before I plead,

you,” Victor says, soft. “He can’t touch you, can’t take you away, can’t take your boys away. Don’t you see?

playing into

now wary and curious. “What do you mean? How

don’t know,” I say, exhausted and at the end of my emotional rope. “I don’t know what he gains from this, but I do know

Evelyn,” Victor says. “Terrible things – sought to make me hate you

result? You’re playing checkers with someone who is a master

the kitchen table, exhausted now that my rage has gone. I glance at the clock on the stove. It’s only 1:00. How am I supposed to survive

whispers furiously. She hurries over to Victor and grabs his hand.

gesturing to me. “If you couldn’t tell,

he asks, his voice careful and full of love. I smile