Chapter 68
(SASHA)
I can’t concentrate after I argue with Tyler. I go to my study and try to force myself to work but my mind keeps churning with the words we hurled at each other.
You act as if you are carrying the spawn of the devil.
That’s because I am.
I cannot face the truth. I don’t fucking want to. I know in my gut who that child’ father is. Everything clicked into place the minute he mentioned carrying the devil’s spawn. I now understand why Tyler couldn’t take his eyes off Angelo. I now understand the fear in his eyes. The secretiveness and the sneaking around at the funeral. I now understand Angelo’s possessive and threatening demeanour towards Tyler. In my mind, I thought they didn’t know each other.
In truth, they were lovers.
I want to vomit. The very idea of Angelo fucking Tyler makes me physically ill. My hands tremble as I clutch the arm of my chair, pushing myself up. I pace across the room, not having an idea what to do next.
If I tell Tyler anything, he will run away. That I’m certain of. But shouldn’t I want him gone? Shouldn’t I want him out of my proximity? My pride should have me rushing upstairs to confront Tyler, yet here I am trying to find a way to not lose my mind with jealousy.
A knock at the door startles me and for a moment, I hope that it’s Tyler. I want him to come to me and face me with the truth as it is. However bad he thinks it is. Maybe then I can reconsider and forgive him. Had he trusted me earlier and come to me with the secret, maybe I would have accepted it.
It’s not Tyler however. It is Miles. He walks into the room all cheerful and jovial until he sees my face.
“What’s the matter?” he asks, gazing at me with concern.
I gaze back at him completely dumbfounded. My words fail me. I can’t even bring myself to mention the words out loud. They are too repulsive.
“Sasha?” he rasps. “Talk to me, what the hell is going on?” he grips my arm.
I feel a horrid taste in my mouth as I hold his gaze. “I uhm I clear my throat. “I found out who the father of Tyler’s baby is p>
“You did?” his eyes flicker. “Who is it p>
A bile rises in my throat and I swallow hard. “Angelo p>
He blinks rapidly and his eyes widen like saucers. “What the fuck? Are you sure p>
I exhale shakily. “He didn’t tell me. I just know.” I clamp my fingers and press them on my gut. “I just know,” I whisper.
“But if he didn’t openly tell you p>
“I told Tyler that he is acting as if he is carrying the spawn of the devil, and he replied that he was carrying the spawn of the devil.” I swallow hard. “Tell me, can you think of anyone whose description that fits better than Angelo’s p>
He shakes his head. “No p>
I slump into a chair near the fireplace, holding my head in my hands. I feel like my head is going to burst. “What am I going to do, Miles p>
“Maybe you’re wrong,” Miles tries to persuade me, but I’m not buying it.
“Think of it, Miles. Why was he so scared of Angelo at the funeral? Think about how he’s been around him, how wary he gets when he watches him. He even seems afraid of him which makes no sense because supposedly, they’ve never met before p>
“Yeah, I remember. He seemed so skittish when he first met him. You had to take him home p>
Thinking of Tyler and Angelo together makes me sick. I have all manner of wild thoughts swamping in my head now. How I wish that all this was just an illusion, that it’s just some nightmare that will eventually pass when I wake up. How am I even supposed to look Tyler in the eye now?
“Do you want Tyler gone, boss? I can take care of that. From the way Miles is speaking, his tone suggests permanent.
I glance up sharply. “No one’s hurting Tyler p>
Miles holds up his hands in surrender. “I just thought that I should offer, boss. Sorry p>
My breath comes out husky and raggedy. “I need to think,” I mumble.
“Yea. I see why,” Miles says then drops into the chair across from mine. “If what you’re suggesting is true, then why didn’t Angelo rub it in your face at the funeral? He would have mentioned it and just as easily humiliated you.
“Who knows? Maybe he was just waiting for the perfect time p>
He narrows his gaze. “But wasn’t that the perfect time? He wanted to discredit your marriage. Nothing would pull you down more than Tyler carrying his child p>
A knot forms at the pit of my stomach again. “Fuck p>
“Well, it’s true p>
“Yes, Miles. I know that you’re right p>
“Why then wouldn’t he use his biggest weapon on you? He damn well knows that could do some real damage. He could have brought you to your knees p>
I meet his gaze and frown. Everything that he is saying right now makes sense. “Do you think Angelo may know about Tyler’s pregnancy p>
“I doubt that. It makes sense. I mean, Angelo is not known for his restraint p>
“Tyler was three months pregnant when you found him.” I get up and brace myself on the fireplace mantel. “That means he had been struggling financially for some time p>
“Yeah. That’s one way to put it p>
“Why would he starve and live in the streets when all he’d have to do is to get Angelo to help him to support the kid?” I frown.
“That couldn’t possibly have gone well with Aaliyah p>
“No. He would have done it on the down low. He could have just been secretive about it. Even a little help would’ve been better than no help at all. Why would he starve when the father of his child could have helped him out p>
“Perhaps he wanted nothing to do with him p>
“But he fucked him,” I say with a tinge of annoyance in my voice. “That doesn’t sound to me like he didn’t want anything to do with him p>
“Maybe they fell out.” Miles looks at me, his expression indifferent but somewhat concerned.
I sigh. My head throbs so that it literally hurts. “Of all the alphas, why did it have to be Angelo? Fucking Angelo p>
“I know.” Miles studies me keenly. “Right now, you have to figure out what you want. Do you still want Tyler in your life with all you know? Or not p>
I can’t imagine losing Tyler. The thought alone makes my heart ache. Even though I loathe the fact that he is indeed carrying Angelo’s child, I still want him. I can’t live without him. But in the event that Angelo decides to use the pregnancy against me, I could lose my men’s respect. That’s all it will take to lose my power and eventually my position.
I could as well end up losing my life.
“The smart thing to do now is to cut Tyler loose,” Miles says softly. “You must know that p>