All Chapters of Undercover in His Bed: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Aria."I…I don't know," I whispered, but his suffocating grip on my throat and the intensity of his gaze made it clear he didn't believe me."So, Aria," he growled, his fingers unyielding against my throat. "Or should I say Sonia? You thought you could fool me?""I'm…I'm not fooling you, Axel," I choked out, squirming in his grip."Why the fucking lies?" He glared at me, a storm of fury and lust swirling in his gaze."I…I…" My voice failed me. His question stung more than the harsh grip on my throat."Lies…deception…betrayal," he spat out, his free hand sliding down my back to my ass, his touch electrifying and threatening at once.His words hung in the air, punctuated by the dangerous slide of his hand over my curves. He dug into my flesh, claiming possession with a primal intensity that sent shivers down my spine."Did you think you could fool me?" he sneered, his voice a deadly warning. His hand slid between my thighs, exploring my arousal, a damning testament to the effect he had

Axel."Mudak! What the fuck was I doing?"I shook my head, anger at myself heating my cheeks. Guilt gnawed at me, hot and relentless."Shit, Axel!"She was a goddamn wreck because of me. All because I couldn't control my fucking temper. Sitting there on the floor, trembling, crying her eyes out. It was all on me.A part of me wanted to rage, to shout and break something. I had arrived here in a mood. Viktor's betrayal was gnawing at my gut, a bitter reminder of my own failure.How the fuck did I not see it? Was I too blind? Too trusting?Trust. The word tasted like bile in my mouth. Could I ever trust anyone again after what Viktor did?Fuck, could Aria ever trust me after what I had just done? The questions hammered at me, relentless and cruel.But damn her, she was still breathtaking. Teary, flushed, all soft and shaken. Taking a deep breath, I sank to my knees in front of her.Axel Yakov on his knees. Who would've thought?But right then, none of the usual macho bullshit mattered."

Aria."Alright, Mila, if you have ten apples and I give you three more, how many do you have?" Miss Katya asked as she displayed the red apple-shaped blocks for Mila.I stifled a yawn, catching Mila's sparkling blue eyes as they intently focused on Miss Katya. Miss Katya was a vibrant young woman, her Russian accent lacing her words with a foreign charm as she animatedly explained simple addition and subtraction to Mila. Brightly colored blocks and plush toys served as teaching aids, making the concepts visually engaging for Mila."A lot of apples!" Mila giggled.Miss Katya laughed back. "Funny girl. But how many are there?""Fifteen," Mila chirped happily, her small fingers counting the apples one by one. Miss Katya praised her with a bright smile, encouraging her further.Mila's first class of the day was math. We sat in her "classroom," a small but well-equipped room tucked away in the expansive mansion. A whiteboard stood at the front, while colorful educational posters brightened

Axel.Seeing her bolting down to the lobby shouldn't have twisted my insides, but fuck, it did. She was so insanely gorgeous, it was nearly unbelievable. I mean, who looked that good in a casual tee and skinny jeans? Her curves were displayed like a goddamn buffet, her face flushed with some unspoken urgency.I hadn't been expecting the vision that was her. A surprise, that's what she was. And let's be clear, I fucking despised surprises. Generally, when I was caught off guard, it was a preamble to violence. But now, now I was clued in. The next time she strode into my line of sight, I'd be ready. I wouldn't let that captivating face, those shapely legs, or those arresting eyes distract me from my mission. And damn, that hair. The thought of running my fingers through those thick dark waves, tugging her head back to expose that tender neck of hers…Fuck.Suddenly, the recklessness of last night hit me. I'd never fucked up like this before, always had my shit together, always used a fu

Aria.I found my way to the kitchen and scanned the room, but I wasn't registering anything in my head. My mind was still on the kiss I had shared with Axel. It had been soft, gentle, and tender. He had never kissed me like that before, and it made me feel things.It was also confusing me. That kiss had made me feel loved, and I didn't know if that was true. It was putting me in a pickle as I tried to figure out what it meant.There was no way I could cook when my mind was all over the place, so I went over to the fridge and opened it, scanning its contents for what was edible. But the only thing that registered in my head was bread and nothing else. I sighed and facepalmed myself.Come on, focus, Aria! What is wrong with you?I looked up again and tried to find something to eat, but then I was distracted by footsteps approaching. I closed the fridge and swiftly turned around to see the man standing in front of me, the man who couldn't leave my mind even if it was to prepare something