THEODORE'S POVI sat until the cafe was about to close. If she works in a cafe so far away from the main city side, then she needs to be living somewhere around here. My phone rang. It was Fabio, my assistant, so I answered it. “Yes?”“Mr Maxwell, I wanted to remind you that you have a meeting with the directors in an hour.”“Yes, I remember. I'll be there,” I didn't wait for him to answer before hanging up. After everyone had left and I was the only one in the cafe, I decided it was time to leave and surprise my little mouse. Let her rejoice in the fact that she hasn't been caught. Yet. Getting out of the cafe, I texted Anders to take the car away in the next lane and wait for me there. I didn't want her to suspect anything about me still being around because obviously she would recognize my usual car and Anders. Today, it was the same one we used to go to Mr. Summers house.My shoes clicked against the pavement as I walked away from the cafe, seeing her coming in my direction. Taki
ALINA'S POVThe silence in the car was so deafening, I could hear it screaming in my ears. “I would need your address, Miss Alina,” Anders finally broke the ice. Maybe it was my imagination, but I felt Theodore go a little stiff at the mention of that. Why? Nonetheless, he didn't stop digging holes into my head with his gaze. Dear God, I had only ever asked for one thing. To not let me ever be discovered by Theodore Maxwell again. Yet you did it. Why? What did I even do to deserve this? “I'll show you the way. Take the upcoming left from here,” Anders nodded. Yes, obviously I wasn't going to tell them my real address. I can't take the chance of him finding out about Asher. But where the hell was I going to go? I was guiding them in the opposite direction of Thea's house. Maybe I should just stop by a nearby building. And step out of his car. Soon. My eyes were on the road in search of a building I could make my temporary house for the show. I was so concentrated on the road, I almost
ALINA'S POVI frowned when Elliot killed the engine of his Porsche in front of the restaurant. By now there were some stains of tears left behind on my cheek, but apart from that, I had recovered from the surprising event that just took place. Or maybe, I thought I had recovered.“I know you haven't eaten and you are hungry. We can first fill your tummy and then talk about whatever happened, ok?” He squeezed my hand in assurance. “Yeah. But Asher?” He had again volunteered to spend the day with Asher today. “Don't worry. I called Annie. She came over.” Annie was Asher's babysitter and the last option whenever there couldn't be anyone to stay back with him. I didn't want my boy to be brought up by nannies or babysitters, so I spent as much time as I could with him. But in cases where everyone was packed, like now, we had Annie to take care of the situation. “Thanks,” we walked into the restaurant and I told him to order whatever he wanted because I had lost all appetite. He ordered
ALINA'S POVTrue to my words, I did take the day off. Because I desperately needed some quality time with my baby. So we decided to make some pancakes. Since my boy loves it. And he wanted to help. So who was I to deny that. Thea was already off to work and Elliot was busy with some shoot. Which left the two of us alone. “What else should I do mommy?” He asked after opening a the container of sugar. He was just sitting on the kitchen slab as I mixed the battar, feeling left out, he scolded me that I wasn't giving him work to help me out. Which is why I handed him a few bottle containers to open up.“That's it buddy. You've been a very good chef. I'm so proud of you,” I encouraged my boy. “But you did not even let me cook, Mama,” he complained with a pout on his lips and I immediately kissed it away. “You don't have to worry about cooking honey when mama is here with you.” “Oki,” he smiled, showing me his pearl teeth. Once the pancakes were ready, I piled them up on a plate and dri
Alina's Pov As I stepped into the club, the bass thumped through the air, pulsating against my skin with every beat. The dim lights swirled around the dance floor, casting shadows that danced in rhythm to the music. I could feel the atmosphere charged with energy, tingling with anticipation.As I made my way through the crowd, I couldn't help but notice the eyes on me. It wasn't just the casual glances; it was the way they lingered, filled with hunger and desire. It sent a thrill down my spine, a rush of exhilaration mixed with a hint of danger.Approaching the bar, I caught the bartender's eye and leaned in, raising my voice slightly over the music. "Four shots of tequila, please," I requested, a smirk playing on my lips as I glanced around the crowded room.The bartender nodded, a knowing smile flickering across his face as he poured the amber liquid into the shot glasses. "Here you go," he said, sliding them across the counter towards me."Thanks," I replied, my voice low and husk
THEODORE'S POV I kept calling her. Since last night I had been trying to reach her but she didn't answer. Everytime it went to voicemail. So the first thing I decided to do int he morning was visit her cafe. But unfortunately she wasn't there. “She didn't come in today,” her manager said, which had me churning in worry. “Why? Is everything alright?” I asked, squinting my eyes in worry. Obviously the poor old lady was intimidated and felt obligated to answer me. Do I take advantage of my hard exterior and intimidating looks? All the time. Would I do it again to get answers from the old lady to find the love of my life? A hundred percent yes. “I'm not sure Mister. She might be sick or something.” That ignited a whole new level of concern in me. Fuck, she could be sick and in pain. And there might be no one to help her out. What if she needs anything? Medicine? Food? Or worse, what if she has to go to the doctor and doesn't have enough money for it. Not giving it a second thought, I
THEODORE'S POVI poured my heart and soul into that kiss. Every passion and desire to have her as mine. I wanted her to feel what I had in my heart for her. But she didn't kiss me back. She didn't even try. And that broke my heart. But I was still angry at the fact that she thought she could just let any guy touch her. I bit her lips before moving away.“You want someone to touch you? You come to me! You want someone to kiss? You come to me! You want someone to make you feel good? You come to me! You want someone to fuck and satisfy your needs? You come to me! You want someone to make you cum? You. Fucking. Come. To. Me. Alina!” I gritted, plastering my forehead against hers. Rage had clouded my mind at the thought of her even considering going to someone else to fulfill her needs! Fucking hell! It was driving me crazy. Has she done it before? Fuck. The thought of someone else seeing the goddess body of hers but me had me on my toes to kill the fucking bastard. “I don't care if you w
ALINA'S POV I hissed slightly as Theodore continued massaging my foot lightly. And I couldn't help but say, it did start to feel better. Although I didn't give him the satisfaction. “Is it better?” Not meeting his eyes, I got up from my place, black dots appearing in my vision by the sudden action, before I started moving for the door. But I didn't get a chance to move very far when I was pulled back and slammed into his hard chest, all the breath being punched out of my lungs. “What the hell?” I glared at him, standing my ground. “I said I'll drop you back home, Alina. Please,” I wasn't going to take any of this bullshit. I can't risk him being anywhere within a three mile radius of my son. “And I said that I can go back and I don't want you to drop me!” His lips thinned into a straight line before he bent down and hauled me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, making my whole world go upside down. “What the—Theodore!” I started punching his back but it was of no use. “Put