All Chapters of Alpha Daddy, My Se(X)cret Desire: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

SERA'S POVI quietly brought Gabriel into my apartment.Not because I was embarrassed, but because I didn't want Mrs. Harrison to see him. The shop downstairs was already closed, but who knew if she was still in the back kitchen. I held his hand tightly, guiding him through the back hallway, up the creaky wooden stairs, then opened the door to my small room.Gabriel was too big for this space. His broad shoulders almost touched the doorframe. His height made the ceiling feel lower. His jacket was gone, his shirt was wrinkled, his hair was disheveled, but he was still Gabriel. Still handsome in his own messy way.I closed the door, locked it, then looked at him.He stood in the middle of the room, looking around with eyes I couldn't quite read."Neat," he finally said.I snorted. "Liar. It's a mess.""Neat by human living standards.""Do you want to die?"He smiled faintly.I observed him carefully. His face showed no sadness. No traces of tears, no wrinkles of grief, no signs that tod

SERA'S POVThe next day.Gabriel was still fast asleep. His large body was folded on the single bed that was too narrow, one leg dangling off the edge, his arm stretched out to the side where I had been lying. His face was slightly furrowed in sleep, as if he was dreaming of something unpleasant.I didn't wake him.I got up quietly, grabbed my jacket, and went down the creaky wooden stairs. In the small bathroom behind the shop, I splashed cold water on my face, staring at my reflection in the mirror. My eyes were a little puffy, my hair still messy, but not too bad. I took a deep breath, tied my hair back, and walked to the front to open the shop.I opened the metal shutters, arranged the flowers in front of the display case, changed the water in the vases that had started to cloud. This routine had been my solace for months. The scent of flowers, the quiet of the morning, the occasional sound of birds or passing cars.But this morning was different.The small TV in the corner of the

The car drove away from Seattle at a steady speed. I sat in the driver’s seat, my hands still shaking even though I tried to stay calm. Gabriel sat beside me in silence, his eyes occasionally checking the rearview mirror to make sure no one was following.Two hours into the drive, then three, the city got farther and farther away, replaced by green stretches of trees and an ever-widening sky. We didn’t talk much. I was too focused on the road, and Gabriel was too lost in his own thoughts.Until finally, I pulled over at a small rest area by the side of the road.“Let’s rest for a bit,” I said, turning off the engine.Gabriel nodded. He opened the door, got out, and walked over to a wooden bench under a big tree. I followed him and sat down next to him.“Where are we actually going?” I asked.He sighed. “I don’t know.”“Isn’t there any other hiding place? Besides your grandfather’s old cabin?” I asked.“That’s the only one, and they already know about it. If I go back there, I’d just m

SERA'S POVOne month had passed since we arrived at that old cabin in the middle of the forest.The cabin was never truly comfortable. The roof leaked in three places, so every time it rained, we had to place old buckets in the corners of the room. The fireplace needed firewood every few hours, and Gabriel often went out in the middle of the night just to make sure the fire didn't go out. The bed was too small for two people, so we slept crammed together, his body wrapping around mine like a shield.But I had never been this happy.Every morning, I woke up first. I'd heat water on the kerosene stove, make instant coffee that never tasted good, then sit on the porch and enjoy the sunrise through the trees. Gabriel would come out later, with messy hair and half-closed eyes, then sit next to me without saying a word.Sometimes, in the afternoon, we'd walk through the forest. Gabriel taught me the names of the trees, animal tracks, how to read directions without a compass.Sometimes, at n

The trip back from the clinic felt heavier than usual. Not because of the bumpy roads or the rain that had started to fall, but because my head was full of calculations I never thought I'd have to do.At home, I opened my wallet. Only a few bills remained. I counted them again and again. The result was the same."We're almost out of money," I said quietly."How much?"I told him the number. He was silent."We can probably survive maybe two more weeks. Three weeks if we're frugal, but that doesn't include the cost of going to Spokane. Or the next prenatal checkup.""I'll find a job," he said.I looked at him. "A job? Here? In this small town?"He nodded. "Anything. I don't care what.""All this time you've worked in skyscrapers. Leading companies, signing million-dollar contracts. And now you want to do odd jobs in a small town?"He stood up and walked toward me. His hand reached for my chin, and he looked into my eyes."Do you think I'm that weak?"I shook my head slowly. "No, but..."