Chapter 11
Chapter 11
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I opened my mouth to respond, but no words could come. What was I supposed to tell him?” Nice to see you again, but I’m dying”? Or perhaps “The very man you’re evaluating to run for Alpha King is refusing to mark or divorce me, even if it kills me”?
When I remained silent, just staring at Liam, I could see his eyes briefly shift from the new perfect mask he wore back to the young, intuitive boy I had once known. Even after all these years, he could read me like a book.
Alexander tightened his grip on me. “We’re doing well,” he cut in. Again with the we. Like it fucking meant anything. “Ella is just under a lot of stress because we’re under a lot of pressure to have an heir.’
I felt my pulse spike, heat crawling up my neck.
My father leaned in and clapped Alexander on the shoulder. “And that’s exactly why you’re perfect for my daughter,” he said. “Despite the stress, you remain by her side and offer her all the support she could possibly need.”
I wanted to laugh. Or cry. I couldn’t decide which
Liam tilted his head in that familiar way. “Do you want to talk about it?” His voice was soft, and he wasn’t looking at my father or my husband. He was looking at me.
A long moment passed, and the tension was palpable. I thought, for a moment, that I could ruin Alexander right here and now-and potentially resolve my issue immediately.
But that was too simple, wasn’t it? Alexander might be even less inclined to listen to my wishes if I blurted everything out and caused his downfall.
No, it was better to not make so much of a scene. Only little frustrations for now, just enough to piss him off but not enough to make him lash out in the opposite way I was hoping for.
“Alexander is right,” I said, quickly recovering. “But we’re fine. Aren’t we, darling?” I turned to him and gave him what I hoped was a loving look, even if it felt like I was wearing the same mask Liam had been wearing all night.
Alexander stared at me for a moment as if trying to sense an ulterior motive, but when he found none for now, he nodded and relaxed somewhat.
Liam, however, didn’t seem particularly convinced. But he didn’t press the matter any further.
Thankfully, the rest of the banquet went by without a hitch. Since the Board was here, Alexander kept me by his side all night, his arm ever leaving my waist. His possessiveness made me feel uneasy.
Everywhere he touched me, my skin felt hot and ingling.
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Chapter 11
And all the while, Sophia pouted in the corner with her arms folded. She never got her opportunity to hang off of him.
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By the time the banquet came to an end and the guests had left, it was only the Board left. Alexander apparently arranged for them all to stay in the mansion for a while, and had set them up with their own individual rooms in the west wing.
Not far from my room, actually..
As they were leaving, Liam stopped and offered me a small smile-that knowing look still in his eyes.
“Since I’m staying here for a while, we should catch up,” he said.
I nodded. “I’d like that.” And I meant it.
But when Liam left and I turned to look at Alexander, his face had darkened.
“Alex!” Sophia suddenly came scurrying over and grabbed his arm, grinning like a fool. Now that everyone was gone, he was no longer attached to me, so she had her chance. “The night is still young. Let’s go have a drink and chat!”
I rolled my eyes and turned to leave, genuinely not caring if they stayed up all night together. I just wanted to take a hot shower and go to bed.
However, I froze when I heard Alexander’s dismissive tone.
“No, Sophia. Not tonight.” I turned to see him staring directly at me. “Ella and I need to talk.”
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