All Chapters of Saved By The Hidden Alpha King: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

CHAPTER 52ADRIANNA’S POVAs I followed closely behind him, we walked in silence so sharp, it cut through me, making my insides bleed. My mind raced with different thoughts. Conflicting thoughts that threatened to wreck me apart.I wanted to tell him how sorry I was. I wanted to lie to him that I wasn’t trying to escape. That was the real reason I left: to go get that hidden money from my father’s house, and after that, return to the house. I wanted to tell him that Alpha Nolan was dead, and our pictures were flying around the kingdom because they thought we were responsible for it—a puzzle I couldn’t piece together no matter how hard I tried.Maybe he knew from how he reacted—so unbothered when those guys recognized him as the person in the picture and said he'd be coming with them. He wasn’t home almost throughout yesterday, so there was a possibility he was aware of it. But if he was then why didn’t he tell me about it? I wanted to know how Nolan died, who did it, and how on earth

CHAPTER 54ADRIANNA’S POV“He’s like a son,” Coach Steele said, regaining his composure in the blink of an eye as he lifted his gaze back to me. “I don’t mind giving him the world if I had it…”“Don’t you think you’ve said enough, old geezer?” Eric cut in, his voice tinged with forced nonchalance as he handed him the glass of water. His expression gave him away—awkwardly defensive, like he was more worried about cringeworthy feelings or more details that I needed to know spilling out if Coach Steele continued.“Pretty sure I didn’t even say more than three sentences,” Coach Steele said innocently as he accepted the glass of water.Eric ignored the remark and went ahead to ask, “Anything else I can get you?”Eric looked at him with a knowing look, the kind that said he already knew the answer to his question but was trying to be polite, just asking out of necessity.Quickly, Coach Steele sipped the water halfway and let out a satisfying breath, which showed he was really thirsty before

CHAPTER 56 ADRIANNA’S POV The next day, I woke up quite early in the morning to the sweet aroma of pancakes streaming into my nose. Enticed by the aroma, I got up from bed and quietly made my way to the kitchen to see Eric flipping a pancake on a pan with a spatula. I rested my head against the edge of the kitchen door, and couldn't help watching him with a dreamy smile on my face. He was shirtless, dressed only in a pair of grey sweatpants that hung low on his hips, accentuating the lean cut of his narrow waist and the powerful expanse of his broad back. The muscles of his back and triceps bulged, straining relentlessly under the tanned thick cover of his skin with the slightest movement he made. He looked sexy and hot, so irresistible that I couldn’t look away for even a second. He looked like something straight out of a dream and I couldn’t help but wonder if he was real. If I were really deserving of a man like him. I knew that most men hated cooking and housework, bu

CHAPTER 58ADRIANNA’S POVInstead of the dining room, we settled on the bed in the bedroom, eating the pancakes he made despite knowing how messy it could get.I suggested the idea because I wanted to spend more time close to him in a cozy place, clinging to his protective body like a fortress. At first, he wasn’t okay with it because he was worried about the mattress getting stained but I managed to convince him. Convincing him wasn’t hard at all.We topped the pancakes with berries and a little bit of jam, and it tasted like heaven. I wouldn’t stop teasing and praising him. During his time as a fighter, he lived alone like a bachelor. That was how he was able to learn how to cook this well.He had reclined against the headboard of the bed while I nuzzled in between his legs, resting my back against his torso.He played with my hair with his left hand and ate with his right. At some point, I felt his member growing as it pressed against my lower back.More than anything, I wanted to

CHAPTER 60ADRIANNA’S POVThe following day, Eric left after breakfast to go to town to get some foodstuffs and supplies, as the ones in the house were almost finished. I wanted to go with him, but he insisted he go alone because it could get dangerous.He locked the door on his way out. I didn’t mind. As long as it was for my safety, I was okay with it. It’s not like I would ever run away and leave him again.I spent the whole day doing the little things I never thought I could find happiness in. I washed, cleaned the entire house, sang, and even daydreamed while at it. Even though our lives were in danger, we weren’t living in wealth and luxury, and were tucked away in the middle of nowhere, away from everyone else, I have never felt so happy in my life. I guess people’s definition of happiness was different. To most, it was living in wealth and luxury and being able to afford every material thing. This was mine. I don't care what anybody will say or think if they find out how odd