All Chapters of The Dominant Alpha's Perfect Obsession with his Janitor: Chapter 61 - Chapter 66

Revenge with a baby is messy.Dear God, am I really going down as someone who murdered my child’s father?Well, they don’t have to know. I don’t mind being a tragic widower as long as we’re rich. But what kind of life is that? Hah… I don’t want to resemble this bastard.“There is no need for the surgery.”I whisper the words, but the stillness in the room means they heard me.“Pardon my interruption, but without pheromones-”“Beta women give birth fine.”I counter.“Yes, beta women, not men. The male omega faculties are regulated by their ability to flow and receive pheromones. That is why morning sickness is worse without the child’s father and-” “Fine, fine.”I say, waving my hands in the air.“It’s fine; I will just not keep it, so there is no need to continue with the explanations.”Even as I say the words, my hand still strokes my belly, as if I were talking about a situation that doesn’t concern me.Deathly silence follows my confession.“By ‘it’, you mean…”The doctor prods as

"There, dinner."I say as I place a bowl of burnt pasta in front of Niklaus."You should be a chef...""I thought I wasn't allowed to work."I answer cooly as I walk to my seat."I was under the impression that spaghetti is prepared by boiling. How did you manage to burn it? That shows talent that shouldn't be ignored.""Oh, haha..."Without smelling or waiting for the steam to fade, Niklaus pokes his fork into the charred mess, spins the charred white strings covered in red sauce on his fork, and eats it.If it had poison, I'd be as good as done now...But something about what Anna said makes me doubtful of poison as a means to kill him.She mentioned being immune; is Niklaus the same?"So, where did you go?"Niklaus asks as he wipes his lips with the napkin, his lips obviously twisted in disgust."Out. Are you not going to finish your meal?""It's not poisoned, is it? Since it's not, there is no need for me to finish it. It's disgusting; hire a chef, honey."I groan at the word ‘hon

My heart thunders loudly in my chest, the beastly sound serenading my earnest exit.Skipping the elevator, I rush straight for the stairs, taking two at a time until I reach the back door.The bag I left is still there, so I switch out my dark hoodie for a light one in case it's identifiable. As soon as I make the switch, I turn to the door and grab the knob, but unlike the freedom that I envisioned, my hand stings as soon as I hold the knob, causing me to groan and take several steps back."What the hell, why is it hot?"The door swings open with a heavy force before the answer can even form in my mind. Two men in full gear step in, their black rifles raised and aimed directly at me.My breath catches in my throat.Contrary to my instinct to stand still and raise my arms in submission, my legs turn back towards the steps.Niklaus looked up at me. But the angle, he couldn’t have seen me, could he?No, no way, even if he did, I shot immediately, so… fuck.How?My mind races as I calcul