Filed to story: Hiding the Alphas Baby Novel PDF Free by Author Lia
He lifts his brows. I sniffle, trying to push my tears away.
“Massimo Rossi.” He says, his eyes meeting my teary gaze.
“What?” Shock leaves me breathless.
“You asked who I am.” He straightens his head and folds one leg on the other arrogantly.” that’s who I am.”
“Massimo Rossi?” I taste his name on my tongue as his eyes flash a golden color.
MASSIMO FREAKING ROSSI?
The same man who has been after Dad’s company for three years. He is like a snake, always sneaking his way in and stealing important projects. It doesn’t end there. He is always stirring up trouble on the pack borders with his warrior.
He is the CEO of Rossi Group-one of the world-renowned groups of companies and the new Alpha of the Black Lake Pack-A bloodthirsty place where they believe in war, bloodshed, and destruction.
For some reason, he is after Dad and is trying to cause trouble with him all the time.
He is my father’s enemy, one who is like a pain in the ass, and a thorn in my family’s side.
“What the fuck?!” I utter aloud.
“Daddy Dearest didn’t teach you language, little kitten but don’t worry. I will teach you everything you are lacking.” His voice sounds so close.
My breath catches in my throat as I find his towering figure looming over my head. I blink, my heartbeat picking a dangerous speed.
“Massimo.” I whisper.
His eyes flash golden again. He leans in, his nose brushing mine slightly. The little touch makes me draw my head back.
This man is revolting. Hate fills my mind, my heart, and my eyes that glare at him.
“My Kitten.” He murmurs, his dark gaze switching between my eyes and lips. “do you realize how deep in shit you are?”
“Do you think you can keep me in this shit? A marriage contract? It’s nothing. It can always be nullified when I prove that I was not in my right mind when I signed it! But once I tell Dad about what you did to me, you are so done, Mr. Rossi. “I scoff.
I wait for him to get angry or threaten me, but he smiles instead. That little smile does what his threats never could.
It scares me and deeply unsettles something inside me.
“What about this? Do you think it’s nothing like the marriage contract?” Massimo whispers huskily and brings out his phone.
In the few moments that follow, my whole world collapses.
AYLA
“M-More.” It’s my voice.
And the woman lying underneath on the bed is undeniably me.
In the video, he trails kisses down my bare shoulders, his hands roaming my sides with reckless abandon.
Heat spreads in my cheeks as I watch his lips meet mine. He silences my moans, while his hands continue their venture, touching me in spots no man has ever dared to touch me before.
Instead of losing my mind, I find my eyes glued to the screen. Surprise and confusion mix, making me unable to feel anything else.
He leans back and removes his shirt in the video. The lights are turned on in the room, recording everything clearly.
My sultry moans, his hands on my skin, our lips meeting as he moves one step further towards taking me. “T-Turn this off.” I stutter, my heart drowning.
“Tsk.” He clicks his tongue and turns the screen off. “what will Daddy dearest think once he sees you getting fucked by his mortal enemy, Kitten?”
The world revolves before my eyes as I search for words. The way I acted in this video- – -It’s like I was not me. It was someone else-a woman begging to be touched and pleased unlike me who gets scared at the thought of intimacy.
Does alcohol actually work that well?
“|-“
“Ayla Rossi.” Massimo runs a forefinger down my cheek.
I flinch, drawing my head away from him. I am not the same woman in the video anymore. I am back to my usual self. His touch scares me. It makes me sick and pushes me to make a run from him.
His brows lift as he directs his gaze towards the hand hanging in the air.
My throat hurts, and clogs.” How-How dare you!”
“I couldn’t let you deny our great night together, right?” He smirks, pulling his hand to his side.
“How dare you! ” My voice rises while I lift my hand to slap him across his face.
His eyes darken as he catches my hand in the air. ” Come on, Dear Wifey. Do you have to go straight to the domestic abuse phase on the first day of our wedding?”
The grin on his lips is chilly. It makes me pause, and think, and fear him.
Why would he do this to me?
“What do you want?” I ask, swallowing my saliva.
Once, I was pushed into a similar situation. Some people took me and did bad things in front of me. They wanted to bring my Dad down. They wanted to hurt him. Until now, I haven’t gotten over those few days in my life.
I am trapped in a time that has long passed.
But now, I am in this dilemma again. Why? Why is history repeating itself?
“I want you to cooperate. ” Massimo looks down at me, his face cold and hard.
“With what?” I breathe, but it’s becoming hard at the moment.
It’s like someone is pushing me into a grave and threatening to seal me inside, with no air, no light, and no hope for survival.
I ball my fists by my side. I have to survive. I can not give up.
“I want you to tell your Daddy that you love me and would never leave your husband, which is well- – – ” A smirk curls his lips. “Me. Massimo Rossi. His biggest enemy.”
I gasp, as I lose the courage I just gathered. Massimo has done everything in his power to make Dad uncomfortable. How can I even think about betraying my Dad like this?
“I will never do it. ” I whisper, shaking my head, tears pooling in my eyes.