Chapter 146
Alyssa
Gray storms into the coffee shop like a hurricane ready to tear through anything in his path. His presence alone is oppressive, tension crackling off him in waves. Shoulders squared, fists clenched, his fury is barely restrained, coiling right beneath his skin like a live wire waiting to snap.
I stay put, curled in King’s lap, his arm slung securely over my belly, as if he’s daring my brother to try and rip our family apart.
Across the room, Niko leans against the counter, lazily sipping a caramel frappe, his posture deceptively relaxed. But I can see the way his sharp blue eyes track my brother’s every movement, as if he’s already preparing for every violent scenario imaginable.
Mason stands near the wall, arms crossed, giving himself the perfect vantage point. His expression is unreadable,
and ready
posture stiff as I wasn’t even sure if Gray would show up when I texted him after Nina agreed to watch Zuri. Half of me expected him to redemand that we meet him at the clubhouse, but surprisingly–he’s here. And judging by the pure fire burning in his hazel eyes, he’s in full president mode.
Good. That means I don’t have to be in sister‘ mode. Instead, I’ll be in ‘leave my men the fuck alone‘ mode.
I’m just glad they let me lead this, even if they fought me on it at first. But like I told them. I’m not scared for my safery, I’m scared for theirs It’s been a while, sure, but I still don’t think my brother is all the way okay after going off his meds. And I refuse in let them get hurt because of his out–of–control temper.
“I only came here because of you.” Gray’s voice is clipped, each word ground out between clenched teeth.
1 clear my throat, ignoring the slight tremble in my fingers as I push forward a steaming to–go cup
p of coffre. “I’m glad you did. I thought this would be more of a…neutral location for this meeting. Plus, they have pretty great coffer.”
And you know–hopefully, he won’t shoot up the place.
Not that anyone would be here to witness it.
There aren’t any security cameras in or around the building and both baristas behind the counter practically sprinted into the back when they saw Gray’s bike pull up. I can’t blame them, though. If I weren’t part of the reason he’s murderously pissed off, I’d be hiding too,
Gray’s jaw locks so tight I half expect his teeth to shatter. His scary–as–shit gaze shifts between King. Niko, and Mason like he’s sizing them up. deciding who to punish first
I force an easy smile, my tone light. “I made your coffee just the way you like it. Might even have s
some whiskey for you once those creases in your forehead go away
His nostrik flare. “Alyssa, you can’t seriously expect me to not be fucking furious about what happened yesterday. His voice shakes with the sheer effort of keeping his emotions in check. “You lied to me. They lied to me. And 1 should’ve fucking seen this coming from King. He’s so pussy- whipped he’d probably bend over if you told him to-”
King grows rigid beneath me, but doesn’t say a word.
I grab his hand, threading my fingers through his. Don’t kill my brother, I silently beg
Gray’s glare whips to Niko and Mason. “But you two? What the fuck, guys? What happened to loyalty!”
Niko takes another slow sip of his frappe, sill feigning nonchalance. Everything’s not about you. Gray. We didn’t exactly have a choice.”
Gray scoffs. “Bullshit. You’re just all willing
to do a
anything for her, cross any fucking line for her…including putting my wife in danger”
Oh, hell no!
1 launch out of King’s lap, ignoring his low growl of protest, and stalk right up to my brother, jabbing a finger into his chest. “First of all, your wife put us in danger!” I shout.
Gray’s frown deepens, but he doesn’t step back. “Last night, she said you asked her-”
1 let out a loud, humorless laugh. “Yeah, Gray. Because that makes so much fucking sense. You really think I’d ask your wife–who I still hate with every fiber of my being–to break into a house to get back her tape! A tape I didn’t even know existed until she brought them up.”
His mouth opens, but I don’t let him get a single fucking word in.
“Did she also tell you she walked in on King and me fucking in the garage because she was going to try to get the information from Phillips herself? So she’d never have to tell you a thing?”
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Me silence.
The coffee shop falls into absolute
I don’t even care if the employees in the back heard that
I don’t give a single shit about anything but making my brother feel like the stupid dumbass he’s acting like right now
“And she only told you because I told her to do it. So instead of getting all pissy about it, maybe you should be thanking us for giving her the chance to tell you the truth.” I cross my arms, the tone of my voice sharpening “Which, by the way, wasn’t even all of it–because she left out the fact that she blackmailed me.”
Gray’s face twists into something unreadable. “She what?”
snort. “Yes, your innocent little wife blackmailed me into helping her.” I tilt my head. “You sound surprised. Like you don’t believe she’s capable of that. Trust me, she’s probably capable of a lot more than you think, Except for breaking into houses. She’s shit at that I wouldn’t recommend using her as an accomplice for anything”
Gray’s eyes narrow, suspicion and fury flickering across his features. “What could she possibly blackmail you about?“
My heart shutters in my chest.
The secret we’ve been keeping for months is about to explode into the open,
I steal a glance at each of my men, seeing their subtle nods of approval.
They’re ready for Gray to know, Ready to face the consequen
Gray’s voice dips into dangerous territory. “Well You had so much to say–why hesitate now? What are you hiding?”
Here goes nothing.
I inhale deeply, straightening my spine. Tim in a relationship with King. Niko, and Mason.”
Gray stills. His face contorts with so many emotions at once, it looks like his head might actually explode. I almost feel bad for him.
Almost.
Until I remember he just accused us of doing something he didn’t fact–check beforehand just because he believes everything his not–so–innocent wife says.
And he talked shit about King. The only one getting bent over by their woman is my brother.
“What?” Gray finally speaks. His voice is low, dangerously quiet.
I meet his glare head–on. “We’re all together, Gray, I repeat calmly. Like…together, together. I’m in love with them.
Niko’s lips twitch, but he still doesn’t say anything. None of them do. They’re probably all waiting for Gray to finally snap and kill them now,
Gray’s breathing is heavy, ragged, his body vibrating with rage. He looks at the nearest table, like he might flip it or destroy it with his bare fists alone.
But instead, he pinches the bridge of his nose, exhaling slowly, “I really need to sit the fuck down.”
He drops into the nearest booth, rubbing his temples like I just shattered his entire sense of reality.
After a moment, his voice hardens. “Who’s the father of your children, Alyssa!”
I bite my lip. “King or Niko. Possibly both.
His head jerks up, eyes widening. “What the fuck? How is that possible!”
“I’m having fraternal twins. Both of their sperm possibly fertilized two separate eggs…but that doesn’t matter,” I say, cutting myself off from rambling. Now’s not the time for that. “All three of them have agreed to raise my children as their own.”
The muscle in his jaw ticks as he proccuses my words. “How did this happen? Has this been going on the entire time you’ve been here?”
1 hold his gaze, my voice remaining calm and steady. “Not really. It started with King. And then I realized I also had feelings for Niko and Mason. And they feel the same way. All that really matters is that this works. We work. As crazy as it might sound”
Gray snorts, shaking his head. “This is more than crazy, Alyssa. This is insane. You can’t possibly be in a relationship with three fucking men. People are gonna call you a whore!”
1 shrug. “Good thing I don’t give a shit what people think. I’m living for me now, and I’m never going to hold back my happiness for anyone else
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ever again.”
Suddenly, I feel King’s p
‘s presence behind me. “Sit down,” he orders gruffly. “You’ve been standing too long.”
I look up at him, smiling softly. Yes, Sir
King sits down across from Gray, sliding me into his lap. I nestle into his warmth as Gray levels him with a cold glare. “Why the fuck didn’t you tell me about any of this?”
I can hear the smirk in King’s voice as he rubs my stomach lazily, “As I recall the last time. Prez, you put a gun to my head”
AD
