The Alpha’s Dirty Little Secret

More and more people keep showing up and it's starting to make my head hurt. I'm tired of hearing the condolences. I'm tired of the many heartfelt words that people are pouring down on me. I just want to be able to grieve the death of my parents in peace. Is that too much to ask? It's been a week since the car crash and my heart is still heavy with pain. I don't think this pain will ever go away. They were the only people I had in my life and I feel lost without them. Utterly lost. What do I do in this big house? How will I manage the estate and the company all by myself? Anthony, my father's best friend, promises that he'll help me and that he'll never leave my side and to be honest, I don't know what I would've done without him. He's been there for as long as I can remember and my father trusted him. I should trust him, too. The last guests leave and I show them the door. I force a smile on my face and allow myself to feel grateful because at least they were the only ones who

The day of our wedding arrives, and I couldn't be happier. I'm over the moon. It's finally happening. It felt like waiting endlessly for the best day of my life and now that it's here, I just want it to happen so I can experience all the things I've been dreaming of ever since he asked to marry me. Tonight will be a full moon, so the date is auspicious. Oddly enough, our wedding ceremony is even smaller than our engagement party. The only guests are Anthony, his uncle Charlie, and some of the staff from our house. Well, the ones who could come. Anthony will be the one to walk me down the aisle of the small chapel. I thought I'd go alone but he insisted last minute, claiming that he didn't want me to do this alone. I appreciate him for it even though I don't agree with how he treats Evan. We're standing at the door. I'm in my wedding dress, which is a mermaid-style dress that huge my slim body perfectly. The sleeves are made of lace and are long, and I have a long veil trailing beh

My mouth is as dry as the desert.Anthony still hasn’t turned around to face me. His back is facing me but his whole body has gone rigid. I’m paralyzed with shock. No, he can’t be implying that Evan ran away with all my money. That can’t be it because I know the man I married and he isn’t like that. He’s kind and honest. He gave me a bag full of money when he could’ve taken it all for himself and I would never know anything about it. Anthony finally turns back around. The way he’s looking at me breaks my heart and makes me angry at the same time. He’s always assumed the worst of Evan. I say, “Stop it, Anthony. Just stop.”He strides toward me and then hands his card to the receptionist. He says, “I’ll take care of the bill. Don’t worry about it.”I stand aside, humiliated and angry at him. Angry that he would assume such a thing.He grabs my bags and helps me load them in the car. I’m mildly aware of my hands shaking. He closes the trunk and then turns to look at me again, that str

Eight months later, I bring my baby boy home from the hospital.Everything went well and he's a healthy baby boy. From the first trimester, I settled on a name. Victor. His name is Victor Bardwell. It's a name I've always loved and I think it suits him well enough.It's been almost a year since I last saw Evan. However, I haven't stopped thinking about him and with every day that passes, I feel certain of what I want the outcome of this situation to be. That asshole. To take all my money and leave me pregnant with his child is...I don't even have words for how foul that is. I'm beyond the point of heartbreak. Every time I look at Victor's face, I'm filled with a newfound strength. I'll have to face all of this for him. I'll have to fight hard to give him a better life. If my prospects were bad before I found out o was pregnant then I don't want to know what they're looking like now.If it weren't for Anthony's support, I don't know what would've become of me. During the pregnancy, I

After dropping off Victor at his new school and assuring him that he’d have a good day because he’s just about the best kid in the world, I make my way to work. I’m dressed in a standard nurse’s uniform because I feel like it’ll impress my interviewer. I’ve added on my fake resume that I have a job I work at night so it gives them the impression that I’m very capable. The number is Anthony’s, and he’ll answer the call and give them a good feedback in case they do decide to call. Which I think they might. I’ve been planning this meticulously for weeks and I have high expectations for how things are going to go. I’m very confident that I’ll get the job. The Redburn Estate is on the other side of the city, which is more quiet. It seems Evan lived in a gated community. Fancy. Every time I think about it, I can’t help but feel pangs of hatred because he used my money to get to where he is. Well, soon, he’ll realize that he should’ve just left me alone. Honestly, I could