All Chapters of The Alpha's Hidden Twins: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Chiara’s POV "Damn, you’re fcking tight, Chiara," Lorenzo muttered as he pushed his cck deeper. I gripped his shoulders, a sharp jolt of pain running through me as he continued; he looked focused, but distant. I looked up at him, trying to see something, anything, that would make this feel real—feel like more than a marital duty. His sharp jaw, the dark stubble lining it, his deep, almost dangerous eyes. Sun-kissed skin, long thick lashes framing those intense eyes—a face that could draw anyone in without a word. He was everything a she-wolf could want, including me, and he knew it. This was the man I had loved for years, the Alpha everyone admired, the one who made every other girl in the pack watch him with a mix of awe and longing, craving his attention, his touch, everything about him. And now, here he was—my husband. I should have felt like the luckiest woman alive. But with every thrust, it was painfully clear that to him, I was just something to use, a toy wheneve

Chiara’s POV “I’m so glad you’re finally here, Chiara,” Noemi called out from the dining room as I walked downstairs after waking up. To my surprise, Lorenzo was already home, seated beside Ginevra, both of them laughing quietly at something he had said. They looked like a family. More like one than I had ever been with him. “Chiara, come sit,” Noemi gestured to the chair across from Lorenzo. I forced a smile, swallowing the tight knot in my throat, and took my seat. I couldn’t bring myself to look directly at Lorenzo or Ginevra—shame and pain surged through me after what I had witnessed in his office. As I settled in, my eyes caught the small bandage on Ginevra’s neck—right where Lorenzo’s mouth had been. Her fingers brushed it casually, a slow, smug smile playing on her lips, as if she wanted me to notice. As if she wanted to remind me of what they had done together, right under my roof. I couldn’t look away. The sting of betrayal burned deeper. “Are you all right, Chiara

Chiara’s POV Was he here because of the twins? The thought hit me like a physical blow. My fingers tightened around the crystal glass of prosecco until my knuckles ached, the thin stem threatening to shatter in my grip. I couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t think. Had Lorenzo found out? My gaze locked onto him, and the elegant ballroom of Villa San Celestino blurred into a meaningless haze of panic. He stood near the arched entrance, tall, immovable, radiating authority the way only an Alpha could. Power clung to him like a second skin. And yet, under his stare, I felt stripped bare—like he could see through every lie, every carefully constructed wall I had built around my life. I swallowed hard, fighting the terror rising in my chest. Impossible, I told myself desperately. There was no way he knew. I had done everything to protect my children. I had erased us. Changed my surname. Changed theirs. Buried every trace of our past so deeply that even the twins believed the story I