All Chapters of The Alpha’s Dirty Little Secret: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

I take Victor to school, and thankfully, he doesn't notice that there's something amiss with me. I will have to explain to him about Thomas at some point, and that thought makes me physically sick, for some reason. The realization that I won't be seeing them watching TV anymore and bonding over their favorite show breaks me and causes me to tear up on the middle of the street. I compose myself, though. I remember Anthony's words. I mustn't be too hard on myself. The damage is done. No amount of regret will take it back. I have nothing much to do at home, so I decide to walk around the neighborhood. For once, spending money actually helps me relax. Before, money was a source of distress for me because I never had enough. Becoming poor after having been spoiled my whole life was one of the biggest challenges I had to face in this life. I realized that I'd taken it for granted, and my relationship toward money changed entirely because I had to stretch every penny. But now,

Evan is getting dressed, and I don’t bother to cover up.He’s seen me completely naked, and he’s tasted every inch of me, so why should I?His eyes are on me, and he looks mildly upset. We stop getting along as soon as the sex is over, and that’s something that I myself can’t control. I know that I can’t fight the way my body feels when he touches me. We have this physical connection that’s otherworldly. He knows my body, and he knows how to get me off in a way that’s so addictive to me, but I can’t find it in me to completely forgive him. Sometimes, I feel like I don’t know what I’m doing anymore. Nothing makes sense. I started off knowing exactly what I wanted, and now I’ve ended things in the most unpredictable way. Evan heads out without a word, and I don’t know why that’s worse. I’d love to say that he’s just using my body for his pleasure, but that’s not true because there’s no way on earth that he feels more pleasure than I do when he’s fucking me. I turn on my side, complet

"This is...I have no words, Leo. I really don't." I nod, agreeing with Anthony. We’re sitting side by side on my small table, with coffees in front of us. The tea went to waste when I made it, but I’m drinking the coffee, and it helps me feel a little better because at least there’s something inside my stomach. “He really crossed all the lines that there were to be crossed,” Anthony continues. “This is terrible. To commit murder to prove a point is…he can’t be near Victor. He’s a threat even to you. We have to make a plan and leave all of this behind. I can help you go into hiding. You can’t stay here, Leo.”I pick up my cup and take another sip of the bitter coffee. “I already have a plan,” I inform him.“What? What plan?”“I’m going to bring him down,” I announce. “He’s not going to get away with this.”“Can you prove that he committed the murder?”“No,” I reveal. “I can’t. But that’s not what I’m after. I’m pretty sure that the authorities will discover if any evidence is he left

I feel a little better after leaving Evan's office. Well, it's not really that I feel better; it's just that my head is clearer, and I'm more certain about what I'm going to do next. For some reason, I find it worse that he lied to me. Does he think I'm an idiot? Of course he had Thomas killed. He had no shame in admitting that he was going to do so by the end of the week. No, people like Evan have to be stopped. What makes him think that he has the right to take away a life? To act as judge and executioner? He did the same with me a decade ago, and I foolishly allowed myself to fall for him once again. Well, now it's over. It's never too late to change; that's something I firmly believe in. I've allowed myself to be drawn into his bullshit once more, but I'll be correcting that mistake once and for all. No hesitation. The authorities is the first place I go to. I have his papers with me; I never got rid of them and I'm glad for it. Our deal is over. He won't ever be able to ta

My face is swollen, and I’m in pain. I hadn’t been realized that the ropes were interwoven with silver until I tried to shift to get away from them. The ropes are slowly burning my skin, and making it impossible for me to shift and get out of this situation. I would’ve done it, and they probably guessed that, which was why they took the necessary precautions. Barbara grabs a chair, and sits right in front of me. I can’t even find the strength to raise my head, and before I know it, one of the guys who just beat me, grabs the hair on the back of my head and forces me to look at her. She has a small smile on her face, and her eyes are glittering with cruelty. I almost can’t see her because of how swollen my eyes are. She says, “Now that I have your attention, here’s what I want from you: In my hand, I have a tape recorder, and when I press record, you’re going to tell me exactly what you and Hector did to Julius, do you understand me? If you don’t, my men are going to keep beating y