All Chapters of My Mate's Father Wants Me : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

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131|She needs to know

VINCE “Anastasia Rivers?!” Leo was still struggling to digest the news. “Anastasia Blair Rivers.” I spelled out her full name. He gasped, clamping a hand over his mouth. “No fucking way!”“Yes, way, Leo. That's why I'm here. My head's about to bust!” I was pacing again, while my heart was back to throbbing so hard. I could physically feel the pain from the chaotic throbbing. “How is that even possible? How's Anastasia alive–?”“Would you pipe the fuck down? You don't want Cheryl eavesdropping on us.” I hissed, and he snapped his mouth shut. Then his brows furrowed like he'd given my warning a second thought. “Why not?” “Because she's gonna tell Elena, silly.”“Oh, right. You're keeping it a secret from Elena. Again, how the fuck is this possible? We saw her dead body.”“Precisely!” I shot back exasperatedly. “You were there and Richard was too. We saw her body. So how the fuck is she alive and in one piece and showing up in my house like some regular visitor?”“She came to you

132|Busy

ELENA I've been fiddling with my food since I sat down here for breakfast. I don't have an appetite and can't seem to muster the urge to shove the food down into my empty stomach, at least, for my baby. The whole dish has gone cold, but I've barely touched it. I'm just sitting here, lost in my painful thoughts. Vince didn't join me last night. And he wasn't here when I woke up. I know I was mad at him but that has never been a reason for him to keep his distance and not sleep next to me. Waking up this morning alone on my bed put me in an intense foul mood. And then it got worse when I called him up and he wouldn't pick up. The fact that he was ignoring my calls hurt me even more. Miguel claims he had an important meeting with Uncle Leo and they're probably sunk in it right now. So what? Can't he return a call? Can't text me back? Why does it hurt so much? It's not like he's ending things with me. I don't know…I can't help feeling this way about it. “You're not hungry, Ma'am?”

133|Creepy

ELENA Father and I talked for a while before he fell asleep. Talking with him was therapeutic and relieved me of my stress a bit. I went to get myself a drink at the vending machine. I already got my drink when I turned around, and Mother—stepmother was standing before me. There was a grim scowl on her face. I could already tell this wasn't gonna be a conversation. It was more like a confrontation.“I didn't mention to your Father that his favorite daughter killed his grandchild out of mere spite.”I gulped, refusing to act in the least bit scared or intimidated. “Neither did I mention to him that I had to send Tracy to a very private health care centre to help with her grief because it was eating her up and she was having a hard time accepting it.”I caught myself before I could let any emotions slip. The only thing I was doing was staring at her. She stepped closer, eyes squinted in anger.“But don't think for a minute that I forgive you for what you did to my daughter. It does

134|You're in love?

VINCE Sneaking out of the bedroom right after Elena had fallen asleep was insensitive, judging from the fact that we argued earlier today because of it. But I had to. There's somewhere I had to be tonight. A few of my men saw me leaving. As usual, I placed Miguel in charge of her. But this time, I planned on returning before she wakes up. But just in case she wakes up and I'm not back, he already has a memorized script on what to tell her. Don't get me wrong. I don't enjoy doing this one bit. This sneaking out, lying, ignoring calls, and worse…keeping things from her. I hate it. I fucking do. But I feel so damn trapped right now and for the first time in a long while, I don't have a fucking plan. I don't know how to get out of this. I'm still very much overwhelmed. All I know is that I can't lose Elena. So if lying and keeping things from her at the moment would help me secure what we share then so be it. I'm just gonna have to suck up the guilt. The dark, eerie street that led

135|Stay with me

VINCE The silence between us was heavy and tense. For the first few seconds, she had no reaction. But I could see the hurt in her eyes. “Vince,” she gulped with a stiff smile. “Ain't you being a little too harsh right now? I already apologized. I already explained that I wasn't trying to hurt her. Why do you have to treat me so coldly?”“I'm not trying to be harsh, Anastasia. And I'm sorry if I come off as that. But I think it's necessary to draw a clear line between us.”“What line?! I don't understand. You're making it seem like I'm a potential danger to her.”“Matter of fact, you are.” I cut in. Her eyes squinted. “Why? Are you scared she's not gonna take the news of my return well? Are you terrified she might wanna leave you?”“Elena's never gonna leave me, even if she knows you're back,” I uttered those words so smoothly, anyone would think I really believed them. “Then why?”“Why what, Anastasia?!” I snapped. “Why do you wanna get close to her? What's that gonna fix in your

136|Goons... rogues

VINCE “...so now, she's back, staying in one of my apartments and I have no fucking clue what to do with her. And worse, I'm scared shitless by the possibility of Elena finding out about her existence.”God!Whoever said sharing your problems makes you feel better must be out of their goddamn minds! Because I feel worse. Voicing my fear only made them feel more real and now I'm literally freaking out. Miguel seemed way too composed. If he was shocked or thrown off by my narration, he was professionally hiding it. I gestured at him to get me the bottle of whiskey and he did. I poured myself another shot, my fingers shaking so bad around the bottle. I chugged it, hoping it would ease the chaos going on in my body. I've never been so scared, so…chaotically scared. So…unnerved. All my years of being laidback, stoic, in-charge, indifferent just blew up in my face all because of one woman. Hate to admit it but Leo was low-key right — she does effortlessly mess with my head. I glanced

137|Tell me something

ELENA The cake was damn delicious. I'd gobble it all up in a second if I could. But I was eating it at a good pace, shoving it all up in my mouth. Miguel, however, hasn't touched his, even though I ordered a bigger size. He seemed very nervous, which was quite a sight and a big contrast to his usual, macho, strict self. “You don't wanna eat it?” I asked, with a mouthful of cake. “I'm not hungry.”“It's delicious.” I pointed out, shoving another into my mouth. He looked around the mildly full eatery, agitatedly. “Why are we here, Luna Elena? I've been asking for the past few minutes and you haven't said anything.”“Yes, that's because I'm eating.”“I was busy when you called and demanded that we meet here. I want to get back to my duty, if you'd please…”“You're here, protecting me and making me feel less lonely. That is part of your duty.”He groaned with exasperation. “Please. Just tell me what you want.” “Can you give me a break? I'm eating…” Talking with a mouthful of cake t

138|Terrified

VINCE My head's banging so hard and I'm literally zoning out. They're talking, the Asian Alphas are interested in my new project, they're saying things I should be tentatively listening to, but I'm lost in my maze of thoughts, and there's no saving me. Or maybe there is. The abrupt buzz from my phone just single-handedly rescued me. I subtly peered at the screen. It was a text message from Miguel. I opened it with the speed of lightning. The six words he sent almost gave me a cardiac arrest. *Your first mate saw Luna Elena*“Gentlemen, would you give me a minute?” I stood, slowly pushing my seat backwards. “I need to make an important call.”“Sure, Vince. Go ahead.”I nodded at my P.A. She can listen to their ideas, criticisms, and proposals on my behalf. This call feels like it's gonna take a little long. I stepped into the hallway, anxiously dialing Miguel's number. He picked up immediately, like he was waiting for my call. “Miguel,”“Boss.”“What the hell happened? What do y

139|I need a drink

VINCE Between dreams and reality, I felt a firm surge and a rustling voice in my mind. I tried shutting it out but it grew firm. I forced my eyes open, first glancing down at Elena's body, then at mine. Her head was resting on my arm. She'd fallen asleep after our talk, and she'd insisted I stay next to her. I guess I dozed off too. I would have actually loved to sleep a bit more. So what the hell was this distraction?I felt the surge again. It was a mind-link. I tapped into it, grudgingly. *Boss,**Of all the times you could be a nuisance, Miguel, why did it have to be now?**I'm so sorry. But Dr. Drake is here.*That did the trick. Suddenly the sleep vanished from my eyes. Gently, I rolled Elena off me and slowly got out of bed and tiptoed out of the room.Dr. Drake was in the living room, sipping a cup of coffee. He dropped the cup and shot me a smile when I came down the stairs. “Alpha Vince.”“Dr. Drake, perfect timing. Would you be so kind as to check on Elena?” I knew h

140|What about Elena?

VINCE “I love this place, man. You know that. I've been here countless times but it still fascinates me every damn time.” Leo gushed about my clubhouse, looking around. Then he bent and aimed his cue at a ball. It was my turn but I didn't budge. Leaning against another snooker table, I brooded over a glass of whiskey. Leo watched me, waiting for me to play. And when the seconds dragged and I didn't, he ditched his cue and went to pour himself a drink at the minibar in the room. He returned and sat down in front of me, dramatically fixing his eyes on me. “Guess we didn't come here for fun. So tell me, what's eating you up?”Seeing my reflection in his eyes, I looked pretty hosed down. With fear. With uncertainty. I looked…perplexed. “I don't know, man. I'm not…I'm not okay.” His eyes widened. I took a large gulp of my drink. I needed so much of it if I planned on being vulnerable and open in this conversation. “What happened?”“You were right. Seeing her again ruined every rhyth

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