LOGINAiden’s POV “Your wife is not sick, Mr. Armstrong. She’s pregnant. Congratulations!”“What‽” I exclaimed. Realizing that my reaction might scare Avery, I cleared my throat and continued in a softer tone. “I mean, you’re sure?”“Yes. I’ll forward the result to. I must inform you, your wife needs extra attention and care right now. Fatigue and a little illness is normal but without proper care—”“Thank you, Doctor Moreland.” I interrupted his speech. I wasn’t about to listen to his sermon. What did he take me for? An idiot? Of course I’ll take care of Avery and my child. Why was I so excited about this? I began racking my brain, thinking of the best way to keep my wife and child safe. I had to put an end to all of this sooner rather than later.“What’s wrong with me, Aiden, am I dying?” Avery asked, her voice shook with fear.Fuck, no! No way she was dying, not under my watch. I laid on the bed and gathered her in my arms. My heart raced, I could hear it in my ears. I was happy about
Avery’s POVI opened my eyes to find Aiden’s face hovering over mine. He looked worried. How long was I out?“You’re awake. How are you feeling, Avery?” Aiden asked, looking and sounding concerned. His brows were knitted together in worry. “I feel fine but tired for some reason.” At these words, Aiden held my face in his hands, looking into my eyes. He was acting like a doctor, trying to confirm if my words were true. “Are you hungry? I could ask the cook to make you something nice. A huge smile spread across my lips.“Thank you, Aiden. That’ll be nice, I’m starving.”“Good to hear.” He said with a smile.A few minutes later, food was brought up. I immediately sat up to eat. Aiden walked over to me, placed more pillows behind me so I could rest on them. “Time for you to eat.” I nodded at his statement, reaching for the plate, my fingers brushed against his, we’d both reached for the plate.When he looked up at me, his gaze was intense. For no reason at all, I felt a little shy under
Aiden’s pov I’ve had my fair share of bloodshed. I’ve been through shit and I’ve survived a lot of stomach churning situations. Thought I’d finally passed that phase. The sight of Carlos’ battered and decapitated head left a sick taste on my tongue. Memories replayed in my head. “Fuck!!!” I couldn’t bottle up my frustration. I could have saved them if I had been quick enough. Heaven knows it would have been better if he’d died in the car explosion than this way. “I want them all dead!”“Boss, I think it’s best if you leave for now, at least until everything calms down.”“No, I can’t possibly do that! I’ll look like a coward and besides they’d—”I heard Avery’s voice, she screamed at me. I could barely process what she was saying. “You’ll let the rest of us die because you’re too ashamed to run away from danger?” She questioned me in anger. “Avery, you shouldn’t be here! I asked you to stay in my room.” I shouted back. She knew nothing! Nothing about what was going on or how these ga
Avery PovWhat was I thinking? I clearly wasn’t thinking at all. Why did I tell him I loved him? My lack of control over my tongue wasn’t the worst part, his reaction was. Everything was fine a few moments ago. I had just had the most intense pleasure of my entire life and went ahead to ruin it with my silly confession of love.“What happened? Is it because I said I love you?” I already knew the answer to these questions. My heart ached, knowing he could never feel the same for me. “I don’t expect you to say it back. You don’t have to feel the same way. This is me letting you know about my feelings.” My voice cracked, exposing the hurt I fought so hard to hide. “Avery i—” His words were caught off the sound of multiple gunshots. Fear twisted a knot in my stomach. Not again. Memories of the night I got shot kept replaying in my head. My fear got me rushing over to Aiden, clinging to him like his my only means of survival. I hoped it was all a dream.“What was that, Aiden? Wha
Aiden’s pov For some reason Avery was uncomfortable as we sat and ate at the dining table. She kept stealing glances at me while I focused on my phone. Though my focus was on my phone, I could see her from the corners of my eyes.“you’re starting school tomorrow, right?” I asked peeking a little from the corner of my eyes without lifting my head from my phone. “yes, but I can wait until after the burial.” She can’t be serious. “No need.” I sipped my coffee as I watched her fill her mouth with bread. Silly thoughts of filling her mouth with something else filled my head. Her discomfort was beginning to worsen.“what’s wrong?” I asked.“Nothing.” There was obviously something wrong but still, she said nothing, asking why I would even think something was wrong.“I have eyes, Bella Mia.” Endearments now came freely and for some reason, I seemed to like it. With a slight move of my index finger, I gestured for her to come over to me.When I had gotten her right where I wanted— on m
Avery's pov“You're starting school tomorrow, right?” Aiden asked, his eyes focused on his phone. Three days had gone by since Stephan's death. Sometimes, Aiden lets his control slip, letting us— me see a glimpse of his worry, maybe pain.“Yes.” I replied, stuffing more bread into my mouth. Aiden had started eating at the dining table all of a sudden. At first, I wasn't comfortable and I considered taking my food upstairs to eat but I know Aiden, maybe not much but enough to know he'd make up something in his. Maybe he just wanted company. “I could wait until after Stephan's burial…”“No. There's no need to wait. You've already lost half of the semester.” His voice was calm as he spoke. Too bad it took the loss of someone dear to him to change him. “I'll drop you off at school.”“What?” I must have heard wrong. There's no way Aiden would volunteer to be my driver.“You heard me.” He said, his voice so sharp. He might have changed but he still couldn't deal with being questioned or is







