Semua Bab Hiding The Alpha’s Son: My Ex-Fuck Buddy : Bab 31 - Bab 40

DariusI don’t know why I can’t contain my jealousy when I have no right to feel it. But it burns. God, it burns. Especially knowing I’m supposed to stand beside one woman… while secretly craving another I can’t even touch.I returned to the packhouse, no mood, no energy. The event was tonight—some elite celebration for diplomatic alliances or whatever bullshit Azaic forced into the calendar.“Hi, babe,” Celestria’s voice dripped with sickly sweetness as she slid up to me, wrapping her arms around mine like shackles.“Yes,” I whispered, uninterested.She tilted her head, lips curling in that smug, seductive smirk she always wore when she was scheming. “You know I can’t wait to have another baby, right?”I tensed. She said it casually, but everything Celestria did was calculated. I swallowed hard. “We talked about this.”“No,” she snapped, dropping the pretense for a second. “You talked. I listened. Like I always do, while you run around making ‘appearances’ and end up in the same plac

VivienneI glanced around the courtyard, the evening air thick with tension. Ace was already off playing with Lily, thank the moon. I needed this moment without my son watching me break.I turned to him, my eyes locking with his. “Darius,” I whispered, my voice trembling like a thread on the verge of snapping. “Please.”He didn't speak at first—just stared, as if breathing me in, as if tasting regret.“I’m just…” His voice dropped low, husky, rough. “About Celestria.”I let out a small, bitter laugh. “Yes. You’re having another child with her,” I said, forcing my lips to curl in a smile I didn’t feel. “What do you want me to say? Congratulations?”I turned my back before the tears could humiliate me further, making my way to the quiet edge of the garden—but of course, his hand found mine. His grip was warm, desperate.“I can’t…” he murmured, voice wrecked. “I can’t do that while my body still searches for you in every goddamn room I walk into.”I froze.“I—what?”“My body aches for yo

VivienneThe room pulsed with music, lights spinning like stars in chaos. I swayed against Azaic’s chest, letting the rhythm guide our bodies in sync, even if my mind was elsewhere. My laugh was soft, controlled—but then, fingers like polished claws wrapped around my wrist and yanked.Celestria.She pulled me like I was hers to command, dragging me away from the dance floor, away from Azaic’s warm arms and into the shadows.A dark corner. Velvet curtains. Gilded silence.She cornered me like a predator that hadn’t eaten in days.“What the hell are we doing here?” I asked, voice smooth, laced with amusement I didn’t quite feel. My back brushed the cold wall behind me, and I didn’t flinch.Celestria stepped closer. Too close. Her breath hit my cheek—sugar and poison. She ran a perfectly manicured hand through her silky blond hair, eyes scanning my body like I was something she loathed and longed for all at once.“You want honesty?” she whispered, tilting her head. Her smirk was like a k

Darius The event, of course, ended with my usual debrief. I was halfway through strategizing with my beta and a few of our best warriors, trying to piece together the strange aura shifts we’d sensed earlier, when the door creaked open behind me—without warning. I was in the middle of changing out of my ceremonial jacket, bare-chested, when I heard the unnecessarily dramatic heels clicking in. Celestria. “Honey,” she said, her tone already laced with irritation, “you barely greeted the people.” She folded her arms, jaw tight like she was auditioning for a drama. I didn’t bother looking up. I tugged my black shirt over my head slowly, savoring the moment of silence before I had to deal with her theatrics. “I’m sorry,” I said with a stoic smile, finally glancing her way. “You know I’ve been busy with the recent situation—” “Oh, please,” she cut in with a sharp flick of her hand. “You always have a ‘situation,’ Darius. That’s what you say every time you don’t want to stand beside me

VivienneAfter the event, everything felt louder. My heels against the floor. The weird beating of my heart. And the feeling that my life can end anytime. But I had one priority—my son.I made sure he was safe, tucked away under the protection of Daisy and Sebastian’s eyes. No one gets past them. Not tonight. Not ever.Then I turned my attention to the real threat.I spotted Doctor Oliver slipping through the back corridor of the eastern wing, walking too fast, too quiet—like someone with something to hide. Like someone about to meet the devil.I moved quicker.He didn’t expect me when I stepped into his path, cutting him off like a blade to the throat.He skidded to a stop.Then, that smug little smile curved his mouth like venom.“You’re really like your mother, Fox,” he said, voice low and oily. “Showing up without saying a word. Always watching. Always silent. Dangerous little trait you inherited.”I didn’t smile.I didn’t blink.I just stared into his eyes with no soul behind mi