Rebirth Of The Heiress And The Tycoon's Lover (Alina) novel Chapter 59

Chapter 59

ALINA’S POV.

“Hi, bab-”

I froze mid-word.

My breath caught in my throat, my smile vanishing instantly.

Standing in the doorway of Talia’s apartment was a shirtless, heavily tattooed man, with a cold expression and a gun pointed directly at my face.

The world around me seemed to narrow to the glint of that weapon, my heart colliding aggressively against my

What the hell had I just walked into?

ribs.

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Jordan was quick to pull me behind him, drawing his gun and pointing it straight back at the man.

I let out an audible gasp.

Since when did he move around with a gun?

“Who is at the door, Kn-”

I heard Talia’s voice from behind the man, followed by a sharp intake of breath.

This time, the gasp wasn’t from me.

“What the fuck, Knox?! Get that gun off my best friend’s face!” Talia snapped furiously.

The tattooed man, now known as Knox, scrunched his face in confusion, glancing over his shoulder toward her.

Talia rushed forward, eyes wide in alarm, and pulled me into a tight hug. Only then did I realize she was wearing nothing but a flimsy robe.

“Are you okay, baby?” She asked, gently cupping my cheeks and turning my face toward hers, trying to draw my attention away from the gun.

“Hey, look at me.” She said more firmly as she noticed how my eyes kept flickering nervously toward the weapon still pointed in my direction.

“Knox, fucking put the gun away. Are you trying to get me killed by her fiancé?” Talia lashed out at him, clearly annoyed

now.

“Oh.” Knox muttered in a deep voice, finally lowering the weapon.

Jordan, however, was still on guard, his gun still pointed at Knox as he watched him like a hawk.

“Jordan, it’s fine.”I said softly, finally finding my voice. I placed a calming hand on his arm, gently lowering his gun.

“I am so sorry about this, baby. Can you please not tell Mr. Blackwood about this?” Talia begged, her voice shaking slightly.

“Wait, Lucian Blackwood’s fiancée is your best friend?” Knox asked, stunned as he looked at me with widened eyes.

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Talia gave him a deadly glare as she led me to the couch.

“Make yourself useful and go get her a glass of water, Knox.” She snapped.

The huge man obeyed without question, disappearing into the kitchen.

“Can this stay between us, baby?” Talia’s voice was softer now, edged with real fear. “Your fiancé would kill me if he got wind

of this.”

“You’re fine, Talia. Lucian won’t find out,” I assured her with a small laugh. “Right, Jordan?” I asked, turning to my bodyguard with a knowing look.

“But ma’am, your life was just-”

“Right, Jordan?” I repeated, this time more firmly.

“Right, ma’am.” He replied with a stiff nod, clearly reluctant.

I knew he hated keeping things from Lucian, especially when it involved my safety, but I wasn’t going to risk getting my friend in trouble.

“It’s settled then,” I said with a smile. “Oh, one more thing, give me your phone.” I stretched my hand toward Jordan.

He hesitated only a moment before pulling his phone from his suit jacket and handing it over without a word.

“Thank you.” I grinned, turning it off and slipping it into my purse.

“Ma’am?” Jordan looked at me, confused.

“Oh, don’t worry. I’ll give it back when we’re leaving. I just don’t want Lucian to know where we are.” I shot him a look full of playful mistrust.

Knowing Jordan, he’d tell Lucian in a heartbeat the second he asked.

“But ma’am, Boss won’t be happy.” He said with a frown.

Well, that’s the point. He made me unhappy, so I’m going to do the same.

“Let me handle Lucian.” I told him. “Now don’t just stand there, make yourself comfortable. We’ll be here for a while.” I waved him off.

“And back to you.” I turned back to Talia, who was watching the interaction with amusement.

“I take it Lucian has done something again?” She asked knowingly.

“No, we are not going to do that. You tell me, who was that hunk? When did you get yourself a boyfriend?” I asked, shocked, glancing toward the hallway where Knox had disappeared.

“Ew,” she said in disgust. “Knox is not my boyfriend.”

“So, fuck buddy then, I take it?”

“Don’t make me throw up my breakfast, Ally. That’s my cousin, Knox!” She looked absolutely appalleat my insinuation.

Well, she couldn’t really blame me for thinking that. He’d been shirtless, and she was barely covered in a robe.

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“Your favorite cousin in the Marines?” I asked.

“That very one.” She confirmed with a sigh.

That explains the gun.

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