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.

pull apart when Jake clears his

glare and say a quick goodbye before following my mother out

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is a thick, choking silence. My mind races, and I notice

My mother is marrying Jake,

has barely shut before my mother spins around,

shut my mouth and look

her arms over her chest. "Do you have any idea how you

is sharp, barely containing the anger that's been

her head, looking at me like she never even thought of the

embarrassing me.

you even think about marrying him?

tired of the conversation. "Don't throw

You know this isn't about love, Alina. It's about

were being serious. You're

really want to tell her is that she cannot marry the man I lost my virginity to,

biting into my brain.

the adult here."

me. “You think using a man for money

tightens. "Call it whatever you want. Jake 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 that

stomach churns as she speaks, each word more ridiculous than the last. I hate, hate, desperately hate

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they don't

all about the money, then? Not even a shred of...

being overly dramatic. "Stop being so naïve, Alina.

father, and I

the pain of dad's death evident.

like

there was

straightening her

practical. I don't need to 'like' him for it to

stunned, and words fail me. She flips

me to my

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