All Chapters of Avoiding My Alpha Baby Daddy : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Tobias's PovThat peace doesn’t last long.Mid-morning, a delivery arrives. Naya opens the door, and a small package is handed to her. She frowns as she looks down at it. "I wasn’t expecting anything.""Maybe it's from one of your friends?" I suggest, watching her closely.She shrugs and opens the box. Inside is a single flower—the same one I had given to that strange man yesterday. My stomach drops instantly.Naya lifts the flower, twirling it between her fingers with a soft chuckle. "Oh, it's pretty. Someone must be apologizing to me." She smirks and pulls out her phone. "Bet it's Sophia. She pissed me off last week. Let me call her."Panic flashes through me, but I keep my expression neutral as she dials. The phone rings once… twice… and then a knock comes at the door.Naya blinks, lowering her phone. "That’s weird."I don't move as she opens the door, revealing Sophia standing there with a bright smile and a gift basket in her hands. "Surprise!"Naya stares. Her phone is still at

Naya's POV I was going to be sick.The room was spinning, my heartbeat a deafening roar in my ears. My hands trembled as I clutched at the doorframe, my mind blank except for one singular, gut-wrenching thought—Aiden was gone and Kieran knew where I was.How? When? Why? Who would do this? When did Kieran find out?I could barely think through the fog of fear clouding my mind, but one thing was certain—I had to find my son. My body moved before my thoughts could catch up. I grabbed my coat off the hanger, barely noticing the rain still pelting down in heavy sheets outside. My vision tunneled as I reached for the doorknob."Naya! Stop!" Tobias’s voice cut through my panic, sharp and commanding. He grabbed my wrist before I could open the door. "Where the hell do you think you’re going?"I wrenched my arm away from him, my voice a raw, broken whisper. "I have to go to the police.""Now? In this weather? Naya, listen to yourself—""My son is missing!" I shrieked, my voice cracking und

Naya's PovI wasn’t sure what I had expected when I rushed back home, but when I stepped through the door and saw him standing there, holding our son in his arms, my entire world stopped.Kieran.Tall, imposing, and utterly unchanged by the years that had passed. If anything, time had only sharpened his edges, and made his presence more commanding. His broad shoulders filled the space, and his piercing gaze was fixed solely on me.I froze.Relief surged through me the moment I laid eyes on Aiden, safe and sound in Kieran’s arms. But that relief quickly turned into something else—anxiety, nervousness, the feeling of my ribs caving under the weight of our past.“Naya,” Kieran said, his voice smooth yet laced with something unreadable. “You look well.”I swallowed hard, feeling the lump in my throat grow. “Kieran.” His name fell from my lips, helpless and uncertain. I couldn't tear my eyes away from him, just as he couldn't from me.The years had done nothing to lessen his effect on me

What’s mine! He claims. When he could probably be the reason I lost my child in the first place and very well be the one responsible for me losing both of them in the future. As if he had done something morally right, Kieran just stood by the door waiting to enter and the child was confused, he was probably wondering why he was there in the first place. The resemblance between the two brothers was without a doubt an ideal photocopy, and yet, there was the faint difference in their expression, but more importantly, the whisk of whispers in the air, our neighbours poking their heads out of almost everywhere as they were eager to get a glance. “So, are you going to let us in, or do we just stand outside and wait until people start asking questions out in the open,” he said. A move well played, and a headache well gained. Why the fuck do I have to be in the middle of this crisis now of all time. “Come in. I wouldn't want anyone calling the police about a woman who threw her child ou

Naya's POV Tobias made good on his word, despite Tobias’ anger. The next morning, he was at my side, Aiden’s small hand in his, as we stood in front of Kieran’s sleek black car.Kieran leaned against the hood, arms crossed, watching us with unreadable eyes. The weight of the past, of our shared history, hung between us like an unspoken noose waiting to hang me. He didn’t say anything at first, simply taking in the sight of me, Tobias, and Aiden together.Then, slowly, a smirk curved his lips. “So, you’re finally ready to come home?”I swallowed hard, tightening my grip on Aiden’s hand. “Only for a month,” I reminded him. “That’s all.”Kieran’s smirk didn’t falter. If anything, it grew. “whatever you say Naya.”As I climbed into the car, the weight of what I was doing settled deep in my bones. Tobias got in beside me, silent but tense. Aiden curled up against my side, his little fingers gripping my sweater.I had made my choice.Now, I had to live with it.—The moment I stepped p