Todos os capítulos de Married To The Dangerous Alphas: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 5

Dahlia Seven years.That's how long I've been married to the man sitting across from me in this amazing restaurant, cutting his steak with the ease of someone who has nothing to worry about.The candles between us flicker softly, their light reflecting off the crystal glasses and bright faces of my husband, Noah and our daughter, Ellen. Everything looks perfect. The kind of perfection we usually get in the happy ending of a movie.Ellen hums cheerfully beside me, swinging her legs under her chairs as she counts the cherry tomatoes on her plates.“Mummy, daddy said today is special.” She grins from ear to ear.“It is,” I say softly, “Very special.”Noah lifts his glass, “Seven years,” he says warmly, “I still remember you burned the chicken on our first anniversary.”I burst out in laughter. That explains the reason why we've never spent our anniversary in our house after that night. The first and the last time, I would say.“You ate it anyway.” I counter.“I was in love” he says simp

EliasThe lights in their house go off one by one. I stand across from the street for nearly an hour, waiting calmly for this moment, when everywhere finally goes dark and quiet. When the bedroom light finally switches off, I cross the road, my steps soundless.Noah was never good at locking windows. Some habits never change, no matter how many years you spend pretending to be someone else.I slip my hand inside the window, reaching for the latch. I push the door open and step my foot inside their beloved home.He must have thought I would never find where he lives but I have. After bumping into him, I had him followed.Noah was good at detecting sounds. I wonder if he still does now that he's asleep. Well, there is only one way to find out.The house is warm, almost too warm for my liking. Seven years of a life carefully built and yet, I can’t help thinking he stole parts of mine to build it.That’s why I’m here. To see what’s really his and what should have been mine.I move throu

Dahlia He nods and I realize that the reason he dropped by was to check me out. The certainty in his eyes that I could be Helen sends a ripple of questions through me. Maybe if I let him, every question I have about my past would be slightly answered.“Where?” I ask, my voice tight.“Pull off your shirt.” His voice is firm.My eyes go wide. Relief crashes through me when he adds, “Pull it off and turn.”It's weird but I obey, my muscles tense. I flinch at his touch, heat crawling up my spine. A shiver runs down my spine as his fingers brush around my waistline. My body stiffens, every nerve on edge.His touch disconnects but I still feel him close. A shiver of unease grips my skin as I feel his gaze tracing up my spine.I twist back toward him. “Anything?”His gaze drops and I cover myself quickly with my shirt. My chin burns in anxiety.His expression is unreadable, “Have a nice day,” he says before walking out.“What did you see?” I try to stop him.Like Noah, he gives me no answ