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.”

in love?” she insists, “Can’t

at her. “We’re on lock down, Amelia. No news, no action, no leaving the house until

eyebrows and bites her lower lip, a nasty expression

mean it, Amelia,” Victor says, his voice low with threat. “No

looks into his eyes as she

up trust right now, Amelia? Do you think you’ve got a lot of credit in that

all the actions you 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 us

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

laugh ironically in his face, “claiming your little hussy as part of my pack, making decisions for

lose his temper. “She is the mother of my children

times these past couple of months. I’m supposed to be the mother of your

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

children,” she

“looks like

you keep in the cottage out back, like Snow White with her two little dwarves. Do you know what the media has been calling her? Your little s*x kitten, who you keep close

balls up his napkin preparing to stand up. “That’s just ridiculous, Amelia,

me, Victor,” Amelia shouts, frustrated, angry tears filling her eyes. “You get to be the big

standing up from the table and leaving his napkin on

immediately strips himself of his suit – god, why did he even bother to put it on? – and turns the shower on hot. Probably

here. Usually at this point, after a big fight, he will find her sidling up to his side, wrapping her arms around him,

under the shower head. God, today he’s glad – for the first time – that she

thinks about it, he wonders…Did they really come together as a couple, through s*x? Or did Amelia just pick fights to get him riled

slides down so that he’s sitting in the shower, stunned at the realization. All this time, he thought he was