Todos os capítulos de Alpha's Eight Secret Babies: Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

(Mannie’s POV)The moment my pen touched the paper, something inside me tightened. I knew it wasn’t just ink I was putting down. It was a piece of my pride. A part of me that I had kept safe all these years while raising my kids and surviving every single day on my own.And now, I had sold it. For money and for survival.I stared at the space for the signature where I had penned down my name. Looking at how neat and sharp it was, I was reminded of the good old days while still in high school, when I had used every chance I had to practice a beautiful signature, believing that one day I will be rich.But somehow, reality doesn’t seem to agree with me.I forced a smile, even though my heart felt heavy. I stretched my hand toward Dominic, trying to act strong. “Done. I hope we have a good partnership.”My smile shook a little and my fingers did too. I hated that he could see that. I hated more that I was pretending to be okay with this.Arin walked up quietly and handed me a copy of the

(Mannie’s POV)I tried to calm myself down. The soft clinking of silverware and the glowing chandelier above did nothing to soothe my nerves. My palms were slightly sweaty as I held my knife and fork. I focused on cutting the steak neatly, hoping to appear composed and graceful. I needed to do my part of the job. I had to make a good impression.But Amanda’s calm voice shattered my focus."Then tell me all about yourself."I flinched. My hand jerked.Before I could react, the piece of steak I was trying to cut slipped off my fork and launched forward like a flying saucer.Time seemed to freeze.The juicy piece of meat flew through the air... and landed squarely on Dominic's head.Oh. My. God.I stared in horror, my mouth slightly open.Dominic's entire body went still. The steak slid slowly down the side of his head and onto his shoulder. My heart stopped."I-I'm so sorry!" I gasped, standing up so quickly that my chair screeched. I could see how everyone reacted to the screeching

Dominic’s POVFor a few seconds, I didn’t move.Her towel had slipped just a little, enough to reveal the soft curve of her thigh and her cleavage. Water dripped slowly down her legs, leaving trails along her skin, and her bare back was still glistening from the bath. Her scent—warm and faintly floral filled the room like smoke, pulling me in.She was right between my legs, her hands resting on my thighs for balance. Her hair had fallen forward, damp and tangled.Her breath was shaky.And so was mine.Her head lifted slowly. Her lashes were wet from the mist, her cheeks flushed.“You…” I started to speak, my voice deeper than I meant.“Don’t think too much,” she mumbled. “My hair got stuck in your belt.”I blinked. “What?”She tried to lift her head further, but winced. “It’s tangled. In your zipper or something. Don’t move.”Her voice sounded frustrated, like she was more annoyed at the situation than embarrassed. But that only made things worse for me.Because the more she squirmed

Third-Person POVThe sun dipped lower as evening shadows stretched across the quiet street.A soft wind danced along the gutters, rustling wrappers and leaves, carrying with it the scent of pepper stew and kerosene smoke.Across from Mannie’s small house, Zarah stepped out of the neighbor’s compound wearing a silk cream dress that shimmered under the amber light. Her gold heels clicked softly against the pavement as she adjusted the strap of her designer handbag.She didn't belong here, and she knew it.Her makeup was flawless, her perfume expensive.The women from the community group who had always looked down on her, now grovel at her feet for her scraps.Standing in front of the gate, she turned back to speak with the woman she had just met inside—Auntie Remi, the neighborhood's overly friendly neighbor.Remi leaned against her doorway, arms crossed over her generous chest, eyes shining with curiosity and greed.“I’ve told you already,” Zarah whispered sharply, her eyes flicking ar

Amanda’s POVI had been listening to the conversation between my son and his pregnant girlfriend, but her words just ticked me off."How could she tell Dominic not to be gentle with her? Doesn’t she know that she is pregnant or does she think pregnancy is a joke?"The little goodwill I had for her just fell through as the thoughts ran through my mind. My chest tightened with irritation.My nails tapped restlessly against the smooth wood of the hallway wall as I paced slowly. I had come here with the intention of confirming something quietly, but now my head was ringing with annoyance.If Mannie had heard my thoughts, she’d probably roll her eyes in that subtle way of hers and mutter, “I never said that. Besides, your son wasn’t gentle in any form or manner. He is like a wolf, only knowing how to devour and play with his prey.”The funny part was that even she wouldn’t realize just how apt her description was.I pressed my lips together, suppressing the heat rising in my cheeks. It was