All Chapters of Baby For My Bully Alpha : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Erus' POV Seeing her cry is synonymous to having a dagger brutally slammed into my chest over and over again. She quickly wipes her tears away as inhales to calm herself. “Promise me. Promise me that you won't hurt that girl like you did me.” “I swear it.” I promise her. “I'll be the best person she has ever met.” She unlocks the door and gets into the house. I expect the little angel to run down the stairs and welcome her mother, but the house is so quiet. “Um, you can sit.” She points to the chairs. I lower myself and sit down. This used to be her mother's house. Yes, I have come here a few times, but I have ever been inside. I didn't know that her mother died and I felt sorry. I wanted to help Eva Woods, but she still held a grudge about what my family and I did to her daughter, and she refused any help from me. I respected her decision and stayed away from her. It was not easy as I wanted to make things right with her, but I was respectful enough not to add to her pain…N

Erus' POV Naya was scared to her bones when I walked out of the house. I know that she is terrified because of how I speak to her, but I have to let her know that I am going to give it to her easily. Even though she raised my daughter all by herself for seven years, that doesn't justify the fact that she took my daughter from me for those years. I lived for seven years, mourning a daughter I never knew and a wife I barely got to love. Yes my mother and I gave her a hard time, but she stole seven years from my daughter's life. She should know that I will have my eyes on her from now on. If she makes any move to leave the city with my child, then she will force my hand to punish her for running in the first place. I will become a good father to Jordan, but I don't know what I am going to do with Naya. She is so… complicated. But it's hard to pretend. It's hard to pretend that she is not my mate anymore, it's hard to pretend that I have slept with a ton of women in seven years and

Naya's POV Erus is going to come again and I am feeling so nervous. Sometimes, I think I have made a mistake by asking him to come see Jordan, but maybe it's not a mistake. He would have found out anyway, it's just a matter of time, and would have forgiven me if he knew that I hid her from him for so long? I mean, he is angry now, but it would have been worse. I am making pancakes for Jordan. Before I have to take her to school, she is sipping her hot cocoa drink, and seems to have so many thoughts in her young wandering mind. “That man is my father?” She looks up at me. “Yes, sweetie, that's your father.” I smile. “Aren't you happy to finally meet him?” “Why hasn't he been living with us?” She blurts out. “All my friends' fathers live in the same house with them.” I heave and flip the pancakes. Where do I start from, my sweet Jordan? “Your dad has just been busy, that's why. But hey, he is here now and that's all that matters.” I take the pancakes and put them in front of

Erus' POV I try to pretend that I am not nervous to meet my daughter again, but that's not true. I bought her the biggest packet of chocolate, I bought her the biggest teddy bear I could find, and I also bought her stocks in three different companies. I hope she likes them. I have never been a father before, I hope I don't fuck this up. When I get to the house and knock on the door, Naya is already there. She gently runs her hand over her face as she looks at me without a single emotion in her eyes. “Hi.” She mumbles as she moves to the side, so that I can get into the house. “Where is she?” “Up in her room, do you want me to get her for you?” I say. “Sure.” I say. I walk around the living room, making sure to look at the few pictures that she hung up. One of her, one of Jordan, and one of her mother. I linger, staring at the picture of her mother longer. Such a nice woman, it's a shame that she died. “Daddy!” “Hello, my princess!” I pick her up and throw her into the air.

Erus' POV I walk out of the house and that's one of the hardest things that I have ever made myself do. My dick is so hard that it aches and I can't help but be mad at myself for this. I should have stayed back, I shouldn't have tormented her the way I did. She has a massive ego, both of us do, and I guess mine is bigger, because I wanted to punish her. She keeps calling me a bully, and I wanted to prove to her that I indeed was one. I walk into my car and shut the door after me. “Fuck!” I hit the steering wheel. She has no idea what she is doing to me. She has no idea that I want to loop all of time into an hour and just fuck her over and over again. Why am I still obsessed with Naya? I could have hundreds of women, but I can't bring myself to forget about her. For seven years, I have been obsessed with her. Imagine the sheer strength it took to walk away from her, knowing that I wanted to do at that moment was to fuck her. It's raining, I'm sitting in my car and looking a