All Chapters of ACCIDENTALLY HIS MISTRESS : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

(ALEXA'S POV)My body was shoved onto the bed roughly, but it was too late. I saw the flash of recognition in Ryan's eyes just as Mrs. Dante grabbed my arm. She pulled me through the door into the small backyard. I sighed, luckily no one ever comes here.Hours passed by before Alsa finally came for me. Mrs. Dante had left with Klaus to meet her husband. I didn't know their whole story, but Mr. Dante had the strength of a man who had seen the harshness of the world and chosen peace instead. And somehow I knew I could trust him with my son.Grandma was setting the table as usual. “Come, sit down, dear,” she said, her voice warm. “Where is my little prince?”A small smile touched my lips. “He is with the Dantes.” I replied.“That is wonderful,” she replied, and I nodded in agreement.“I am so grateful to that family,” I said.Just then, Ryan walked in. He was dressed in a silk, purple two piece that fit him just right. He still had that same beautiful face I remembered, but now I knew wh

(ALEXA'S POV)I pushed the wheelchair behind the cabinet just as Grandma addressed the visitor. "How can we help you, Mrs. Clay?" Grandma called out. Me and Mr. Dante hid with the bodies."Can I come in?" she asked from behind the door."No," Grandma replied. "Please, say whatever you have to say from there.” Grandma replied sternly and I couldn't help but feel proud of her."What are you hiding?" Mrs. Clay asked aggressively and Grandma laughed. "Nothing. And I don't think it's any of your business. If I remember correctly, our families are on bad terms, so why are you here?”"Let me come in," Mrs. Clay said, her voice desperate. "It is urgent, and as the leader of this village, I have to check something.” She demanded."I don't think that will be possible," Grandma said. Her voice was serious. "We made a pact to stay away from each other, Mrs. Clay. You are the last person I would let into my house.” "Miss Garman said she saw a beautiful young woman here," Mrs. Clay finally stated,

(ALEXA'S POV)I looked into her eyes, searching for any sign that she knew I wasn't Ryan. But wearing his mask felt surprisingly easy, after all, I had spent my teenage years disguised as a boy."I am hiding them," I admitted, turning to face my new family.She pulled me into a tight embrace, her eyes welling with tears. “Does he really, really love her?” she whispered, her voice filled with emotion.I nodded, trying to sound convincing. “He has promised to be a better man for her.”She wiped her tears away, her gaze softening as she looked at Alsa, who was bouncing little Klaus on her lap. “What a beautiful, innocent girl,” she murmured. “Does she know?" She asked.“No,” I said and she let out a long, heavy sigh.“Well,” she said, her voice filled with sadness, “I guess you are stuck in this crampy place. I will come visit you though.” She hugged me again.“He has been promoted,” I interrupted. “He is no longer a remote worker. I hope you can help them settle in the city.” I said hop

(ALEXA'S POV)Rachel's voice was urgent. "He is knocking," she ordered, "He can't know I am here, understand?" She ordered and I just nodded.But I was lying. If I needed a distraction, I fully intended to use her. I hid her behind a painting I had discovered earlier.Mr. Dante opened the door. He had told me to call him Mason, but I was still struggling to get used to it. Luke Hunters wasn't alone. Mrs. Clay followed him in, along with a man I assumed was her husband. I groaned internally. Why did they have to come? I was planning to deal with them later, but they chose to ruin my plans.Luke stared at me the whole time. Meanwhile I kept my eyes fixed on the couple, focusing all my anger on them."Don't you look at me like that, boy," Mr. Clay said proudly. "You are lucky to even be out of prison" He said tauntingly, then turned toward Mason, who was glaring at him with a death stare."So, you decided to hide here," Mr. Clay continued. "Where is that old lady? And that pretty girl?".

(ALEXA'S POV)I gathered my belongings in anger. I have barely settled in and already he was here bossing me around. Ryan never brought his work home, so the faces at this office were all strangers, I knew a few names, thanks to Sam but that was all. I was stuck with colleagues I hadn't figured out how to interact with yet. I sighed in frustration as I drugged my wheelchair to the meeting. I purposely chose to enter the meeting room last, afterall I had no idea who I sat close to in such meetings. There were two empty seats left when I walked in, One beside a man whose tailored suit seemed to come with arrogance and confidence. The other, next to a woman who appeared to be the office nerd. Ryan, I reasoned, would naturally be drawn to the man so slid into the empty seat beside him.Immediately I sat, there was a commotion and surprised murmurs spread across the table. It seemed I had chosen the wrong seat. I lifted my face to find the woman with spects looking at me sadly. Was she an