Chapter 49

It's Not About Love

I hear the screech of Aiden's chair against the floor and his footsteps as he follows me to the foyer.

He catches my hand, intertwining our fingers as he turns me to face him. He has to lower his head to look at me, and he cups my cheek with his hand. "Alina?"

I close my eyes and hum in response.

"Are you okay? I know this is weird, but we can deal with it. It doesn't all have to be bad."

I nod, letting my head drop against his chest.

"Do you want to stay over tonight?"

"I want to, but I think I need to go home. Talk to my mom."

He sighs. "Yeah, I guess that's the smart thing to do."

Mother stomps down the hall, apologizing to Jake and Aiden. She stops only for a second

beside me.

"You're coming home with me. Say goodbye," she whispers into my ear, low and angry.

She squeezes Aiden's bicep and smiles at him. "Goodnight, Aiden. We'll see each other

soon, I hope."

Aiden nods, watching her walk away before returning his attention back to me. "Text me,

okay? I want to make sure you're okay after your... conversation."

I try to smile, but I'm cut off as he leans toward me, cupping the back of my neck. He kisses me hard, shoving his tongue into my mouth. I wrap my arms around his neck and push myself to the tips of my toes as I welcome the deep kiss, the warm caress of his

tongue.

Fuck, I don't want to go home.

Jake

glare and say a quick

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a thick, choking silence. My mind races, and I notice the way her hands tighten around the wheel of

even happen? My mother is marrying Jake,

barely shut before my mother spins around, eyes blazing. “What the fuck is wrong with you?" she

mouth and look

arms over her chest. "Do you have any

sharp, barely containing the anger that's been

looking at me like she never even thought of the possibility

embarrassing me.

you even think about marrying him?

of the conversation. "Don't throw your

know this isn't about love, Alina. It's about stability. It's about a life I've always dreamed of

you were being serious. You're

to tell her is that she cannot marry the man

into my brain. "Don't lecture me.

the adult here."

“You think using

understands, anyway. He's a widower too, and he's well aware that I don't have to love him to marry him. He's already promised me

hate, hate, desperately hate the fact that it makes me feel better to hear that. They aren't

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don't plan

about the money,

Alina. Life isn't some fairytale, and

and I will

death evident. For the first

like

that there was a time

throat, straightening her expression. "This arrangement is

to 'like' him for

her, stunned, and words fail me.

me to

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