Todos os capítulos de Alpha's Eight Secret Babies: Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

Dominic’s POVAs David walked toward the office door, he gave me a sly grin over his shoulder.“Maybe we should hit the bar tonight. You clearly need to loosen up,” he said, wagging his brows like a joke.I didn’t speak. Instead, I reached up and tugged at my tie with one hand.A grunt left my throat. That was all the answer he needed.He chuckled. “Cool. I’ll pick a good spot. First round’s on me.”I watched him leave.The door clicked shut behind him, and for a while, I just sat there.Alone.It felt like time stood still for a while. I took a deep breath and leaned forward, picked up my coffee cup, and tried to drink.Empty.Of course.I pressed the telecom button.Clara picked up—the same secretary who had been laughing at David’s flirty jokes just minutes ago.“Hello, sir—” she began, but then giggled and cut the line before I could speak.I stared at the speaker.My brow furrowed.I was about to press the button again when there was a knock on the door.The lines between my brow

Mannie’s POVDarkness.That was the first thing I noticed when I woke up.And pain. A dull, throbbing pain at the back of my head.I groaned and tried to move, but my hands were stuck. My body ached all over. Something rough dug into my back.Cold air swept across my skin.I blinked, trying to open my eyes.Everything was blurry at first, like I had been underwater too long.Then slowly, things came into focus.I was in a large room. Old, broken windows lined the top walls. Moonlight leaked through the cracks. The place smelled like rust, wet cement, and burnt metal, maybe.The floor was covered in dust and broken glass. Some old machines sat in the corner, forgotten and covered in cobwebs. Pipes creaked above me. Rats squeaked from a shadowed corner.An abandoned factory.I was tied to a thick metal pillar in the middle of the space. Ropes dug into my wrists and ankles. My mouth was taped.I sucked in a sharp breath through my nose, forcing myself to stay calm.I needed to see who wa

Mannie’s POVI sat in the back of the police car, still holding Dominic’s jacket around me. My legs were pressed together, my arms wrapped tight around myself. The warehouse behind me now swarmed with officers. Clarissa was already in cuffs, her angry voice shouting nonsense that no one listened to.But I wasn’t looking at her anymore.My eyes were fixed on the police van just a few feet away. The big screen inside showed a live video call.And on that screen, sitting side by side with a tablet in front of them—were my boys.Jay and Nate.“Captain,” Jay said again in that calm, smart voice that made my heart swell, “we have more proof.”The police captain leaned closer to the monitor. His face was serious now, but you could tell he was impressed.Nate, who sat beside Jay with his sleeves rolled up, pointed to a file open on the screen.“She stole my mom’s fruit knife,” Nate began, “on the public bus two days ago. We traced her fingerprint from the blade handle—she wore gloves, but sh

I rubbed my bleary eyes and dragged my feet into the kitchen. The early morning light spilled through the half-drawn curtains, soft and golden, but my head still felt like a heavy rock. I hadn’t gotten enough sleep. Again.“Coffee first,” I muttered under my breath, reaching for the tin of cheap instant coffee on the shelf.The kids had school today, and it was my day off. No work, No meetings and no screaming bosses. Just peace, coffee, and maybe a clean house by the end of the day.I poured hot water into my chipped mug, added two teaspoons of sugar, and stirred slowly. The first sip made me sigh with relief. It wasn’t good coffee, but it was hot.My eyes drifted across the living room. Crayons on the walls, a sock stuck to the ceiling fan—I still didn’t know how they managed that, a spilled cereal under the table, and Legos that had embedded themselves into the carpet like tiny landmines.“This house needs a serious deep cleaning,” I muttered as I spotted another blue crayon drawi

I had just left my office for a few minutes, only to return to chaos. I rubbed my temple as a hint of fatigue and annoyance flickered across my face.“I wonder if after Arin is done, the amount of chaos will actually reduce.”The secretariat floor was buzzing louder than usual. I passed by the corridor leading to the office when I heard the unmistakable sound of bickering. Clarissa’s voice echoed louder than the rest, followed by another voice that stirred something inside me.Mannie.I paused, irritation flooding through me."What is Mannie doing here? And why does she always curse at her colleagues?" I muttered, my voice low but filled with disdain.Her loud, unfiltered mouth always made me hesitate. As attractive as she was, the idea of introducing someone with her temper to my parents felt like throwing fuel on fire.I turned the corner and walked into the secretariat."What is going on here?" I demanded.Clarissa jumped like she’d seen salvation. "Sir, she is cursing at me and a