Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 59 – Anniversary

Victor and Amelia sit quietly at a little table that the Betas have moved into their bedroom for this special occasion. The room is filled with candle light and white roses, soft music plays in the background.

Amelia twirls her fork absently in her linguini noodles, staring at the wall.

“Are you…enjoying the meal?” Victor asks, feeling awkward even as the words leave his mouth.

“They’re fine,” she says, continuing to stir.

“I’m sorry, Amelia,” Victor sighs. “I know this isn’t what you imagined.”

Amelia turns her head to glare at him. “It’s our anniversary, Victor.”

“I know, but –“

“We’re sitting in our bedroom, eating something the chef whipped up. We were supposed to go to Bali.”

Downstairs, they can hear the boys laughing and running. Then, Evelyn’s own laugh drifts up the stairs. Amelia blows out a breath when she hears it and stabs at her noodles.

Victor shakes his head and likewise exhales. “I know, Amelia. I’m very, very sorry. Everything got tossed up into the air these past couple months, and I recognize that you’re taking the brunt of it.”

Though if you hadn’t gone to John Walsh…The thought pops into Victor’s head unbidden and he shakes it away. It’s neither the time nor the place for that sort of thing.

“Couldn’t we even go out on the balcony?” Amelia says, leaning back in her chair, her full lips in a pout. “It’s at least a little romantic out there.”

“You know we can’t,” Victor murmurs. “The paparazzi are everywhere. We don’t need to give them any ammo.”

us in love?” she insists,

lock down, Amelia. No news, no action, no leaving the

her eyebrows and bites her lower lip,

says, his voice low with threat.

She looks into his eyes

now, Amelia? Do you think you’ve got a lot

want without consulting me – things you say are in my best interest – but I talk to one man to see if I can work out a plan that’s good for both of

table. “I won’t discuss this again, Amelia.

too busy,” she says, leaning forward to laugh ironically in his face, “claiming your little hussy as

at her, truly starting to lose his temper. “She is the mother of my children

of my children,” Amelia throws back at him, mocking his tone of voice as well as his words. “I’ve heard that a thousand times these past

his arms to encompass the total lack of children in the room, looking around as if he might

future children,” she

says, returning her threat, “looks like Evelyn

mean little slits in her beautiful face. “Your perfect little girlfriend who you keep in the cottage out back, like Snow White with her

and balls up his napkin preparing to stand up. “That’s just ridiculous, Amelia, I don’t know why you’re even listening to that

Amelia shouts, frustrated, angry tears filling her eyes. “You get to be the big bad Alpha,

innocent, Amelia,” Victor says, standing up from the table and leaving his napkin on his plate. “You’re no Jacklyn Kennedy in this situation. To begin with, you’re not

Victor strides away to the bathroom and slams the door behind him. He immediately strips himself of his suit – god, why did he even bother to put it on? – and turns

that Amelia hasn’t followed him in here. Usually at this point, after a big fight, he will find

head, letting the water drip down his back as he leans against the wall under the shower head. God, today he’s glad – for the first time – that she hasn’t followed him in, worked to make

come together in bed. But the more Victor thinks about it, he wonders…Did they really come together as a couple, through

that he’s sitting in the shower, stunned at the realization. All this time, he thought he was the Alpha not only of his world, but of his relationship as well.