All Chapters of Destiny: The Alpha Heir: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

His choice of words hit me hard. It sounded cocky—like he was claiming he had the upper hand over his rival, which wasn’t exactly true. As much as I hated the idea of being with Damian, he’d always been attentive and caring when we were together. William, on the other hand, mostly acted like I didn’t even exist—pretending the mate bond meant nothing. And when we did cross paths, he usually belittled me, humiliated me, and crushed Lisa’s heart again and again. I shoved him away, pushing him back. What the hell was I doing, letting him touch me like that after everything that had happened between us? “I still prefer Damian over you! At least he never hurt me or made me feel like shit!” I blurted out without thinking. Instantly, the air turned cold as William clenched his fists, staring at me with pure rage in his eyes. “Get out! Get the fuck out of my car—now!” he shouted, furious. Before he could change his mind, I grabbed my suitcase, yanked the door open, and stormed off. I knew m

The last thing I expected when I decided to come to Heington was to end up stuck in the same apartment as William. Dinner had taken a relaxed, casual turn, with Marcos cracking dumb jokes nearly the whole time. Since I got in the car with William afterward, he hadn’t said a single word to me. Everything changed the moment we entered the housing complex owned by Siram. I went to check—again—which building and apartment I was supposed to stay in, and that’s when William snatched the authorization slip from my hand and tore it into tiny pieces right in front of me. “Why’d you do that?” I asked quietly. I didn’t have the energy to argue or yell at him anymore. “You’re with me. So you don’t need it.” I believed him for a second—but as soon as I stepped into the apartment he said I’d be staying in, he followed me inside and closed the door behind him. “Seriously?” I crossed my arms and gave him a look. He was standing between me and the door. “Please tell me you’re not seriously thinking

As soon as the limo reached its destination, the security team was dismissed. I stayed in the car until it pulled back into the courtyard of the security company’s headquarters. After changing clothes and wiping off my makeup, I respectfully said goodbye to the team: “Great work today, everyone! Thanks for everything!” “Miss, we’re always at your service. It’s always a pleasure working with you,” Mr. Vasquez replied with a smile as we exchanged a final handshake. There was something about this security company that I’d always found special. Besides the two official exits—one in the front and one in the back—there was also a hidden one: a wall that opened into a laundry facility next door. I’d used that route plenty of times before and had gotten used to slipping out through the laundry unnoticed. From there, I blended into the crowd—most people heading home from work. I walked through the streets until I reached one of my favorite spots to eat. Just thinking about the food made my

Food! Food! Food! Lisa was chanting in my head. I sharpened my sense of smell and caught a strong whiff of toast and bacon. When I opened my eyes, William was sitting at the edge of the bed, looking at me with a breakfast tray in his hands. “Good morning! I made breakfast,” he said, his lips curling into a seductive smile. It took me a second to sit up and process the memories from last night. “Good morning,” I replied shyly. He set the tray down between us, picked up a piece of buttered toast, and brought it to my mouth. I accepted the gesture and watched him closely as I slowly chewed. We ate in silence, which was honestly a relief. I still felt embarrassed thinking about the night before and how I’d lost control. After we finished, he stood up with the empty tray, and I took the opportunity to get up and take care of the usual morning routine. Once I’d changed out of my pajamas into jean shorts and a black top, I headed to the living room and grabbed my phone from the table. O

There were barely any clouds in the sky. As bright and sunny as the day was, my heart felt overcast, and my mind was pouring rain.“Wanna stop for lunch?” William asked. We’d been on the road for over two hours, but I wasn’t hungry. I just kept watching the scenery go by, never once turning to look at him.“No,” I replied.“Did you lose your voice or something? Can you at least give me a real answer for once?” I hadn’t made any effort to talk to him since we got in the car. I just listened in silence, and every time he asked me something, I gave the shortest answer possible. It wasn’t that I was trying to ice him out—I was just too upset and didn’t want to risk making things worse.“Okay…” I muttered.This time, William didn’t have the same patience. He slammed on the brakes and pulled over to the side of the road.“Eliza, look at me!” I didn’t want to. If I turned my face, he’d see I was crying—and I couldn’t let that happen. But it didn’t matter. William always did whatever he wanted