All Chapters of Claimed By The Alpha And His Father : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

ALEXANDER“Do you really think alcohol is the remedy for our broken hearts?” my father asked as we settled in the rooftop bar.“Yet here you are.”“Here I am,” he sighed as he picked up the glass of whiskey the bartender passed to him. We said nothing and just drank in silence, the world moving around us, and yet to me, everything was still. It’s been this way since she left.I was still in that moment when she walked away without looking back. I was still stuck there while the rest of the world moved, like nothing was missing. Like she wasn't missing. If it were up to me, I wouldn't have let her go. I would have chained her to me, so anywhere she went, I followed. She wouldn't have been able to leave me, and we would be stuck together. No escape, no–“Whatever train of thought you’re having right now, stop it,” my father said, cutting off my line of thought, and I blinked to see him staring at me with a look. “That poor glass has done nothing to get the weight of your fury.”I looke

ISABELLAHOURS AGOI sat on my sofa, staring blankly at the TV. I wasn't sure exactly what I was watching, but my eyes were still glued to the screen. Every day, I tried to distract myself from my pain, but the more I did, the worse the pain got, and I didn't know how to get out of this bubble.It kept growing bigger with each passing day, giving me more space to be trapped in it. This wasn't a way to live. It's been two months, and every single day I wake up, I miss Richard even more. But I had made peace with the fact that he was gone, and he was never coming back. And still, this acceptance did nothing to stop the sadness I felt, to dull the ache in my chest. It was like a dark cloud hanging over me, and it just wouldn't go away, no matter what I did or how hard I tried.I sighed, running a hand over my already messy hair. I pulled the blanket around myself even tighter.I had my own grave for him, where I would go and rant. I knew he wasn't there, but a part of me believed that

LEONARDOThe study was extremely quiet and a little bit cold, which was weird, actually. The study was never cold. There was a book in my hand, and I could barely understand a single word written in it. I tried to focus, but all my attention was on something else entirely, on two things so far away. I slowly placed the book down, leaned back against my chair, and just stared at the ceiling. The house felt completely empty without Alexander and Isabella in it. It was too silent, too… large.I felt so tempted to go to Italy, to take the next flight and escape this empty feeling, but that would be the wrong move to make because she had made it very clear: she wanted space. She needed time, and I had to respect that, even though Alexander didn't. But I was the eldest here, so I had to be more responsible. I ran both hands over my face as I let out a heavy sigh. Even though respecting it felt extremely difficult, I had to. I just had to.And I had been calling Alexander for days, and th

LEONARDOI kept staring at the documents in front of me, and I wasn't sure what I was supposed to do with them. I was having a very horrible migraine, and all I wanted right now was just to leave, go somewhere quiet, and forget about this hell in front of me. But alas, that was impossible since Alexander had forsaken his work. I stared at the cup of coffee that had been sitting on my desk for more than three hours now. I sighed, picking up the bottle of vodka beside it and dumping half the bottle into the coffee. I wasn't sure what the hell I was doing, but I knew I needed something strong if I was going to survive another day without Alexander. I picked it up and got out of my chair. I walked to the window and just stared at the city, taking a sip of the concoction I had just mixed.God, I was tired. Work kept piling up, and I was drowning in it. No matter how many papers I sign or how many files I go through, there's always more work waiting. I looked over my shoulder, glaring

ALEXANDERTHE PREVIOUS NIGHTHer lips were soft, and as they moved against mine, I felt heat beginning to spread throughout my entire body.I was completely breathless, but I didn't want her to pull away. My hand moved up and down her body, and fuck, I was still in shock that she actually kissed me. Back at the diner, I didn't want to push my luck, but I was dangerously close to doing that. When I held her hand and she didn't pull away, I had to tell myself to hold back, but now, her kissing me was something I didn't see coming a mile away.The kiss became even more heated and intense. My arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer. I was so hard it felt like it was about to rip through my pants. Then she stopped, slowly pulling back.We stared at each other, completely breathless. The sound of us trying to catch our breaths filled the room. I watched as her gaze moved from me to the door of her bedroom, then back to me, her eyes filled with so much hunger."I... I want you to—"