CHAPTER 71

It had to be a crime to feel this nervous. At this moment, I couldn't figure out if it was just pregnancy nausea, or if it was guilt settling at the pit of my stomach. However, I felt it would be so much better if Alex knew what was going on. I hated lying more than I hated my mother.

I watched as the guards began to carefully move some of my things into Alex's room. The only problem that kept sprouting in my head was how I was going to manage to sneak out. It was challenging getting out of bed because he liked to hold me so tight to the point that if he flexed his muscles, I would be without oxygen.

They made space in Alex's abnormally large walk-in closet. It was mostly suits that took up the place. Not to mention the very expensive-looking dress shoes. Fashion wasn't exactly my forte, so I wasn't even going to attempt to guess what kind of shoes and suits they were.

After making room, they placed all of my clothes into his closet. My heels and shoes were next. Some of them, I didn