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My Cold Alpha Baby Daddy Wants Me Back

"""You're mine, Betty. You always have been."" ""I'm not…"" ""Yes, you are. Fight me off all you want. Lie to my face that you don't feel shit for me anymore. Keep refusing to tell me why your son has such a striking resemblance with me. I don't care. Because one thing is clear as fucking day, Betty…"" ""And — and what's that?"" ""You miss me. You crave my touch. Now say that's a lie too. I dare you. I double dare you…"" –––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––– Sold to the cold, domineering Alpha by her abusive stepfather, Betty is dangling from one miserable fate to another. When she realizes the cold Alpha is her fated mate, she tries to win his love. But his aloof nature makes it impossible. One night, she runs away from the Pack, with his unborn heir. She starts life anew away from him and everyone else who has made life hell for her. Years later, he shows up in front of her, begging for her love and forgiveness. But this time, she's not the naive and pitiful girl he once knew. This time, she's determined to keep her son and her body away from him. No matter how hard it is. And no matter how badly she's tempted to go back into his strong, alluring arms. She needs to stay away from him. But that's not easy, especially when he's stalking her now and going out of his way to seduce her back into his life. How long before her strong resolve breaks? Or will she forever stick to her vow of never returning to him? "

Zita Louis · Fantaisie
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30 Chs

CHAPTER 10

  BETTY’S POV

  Since Ace suddenly showed up at the party, he has not stopped following me. He was everywhere I go. Work, meetings, photoshoots…literally everywhere!

  I managed to get him to stay away during the photoshoot session. I left immediately after my shot and headed home. Maxwell would be home soon from school, so I wanted to prepare dinner before he got back. I was just leaving the bathroom when the doorbell rang. I thought it was Maxwell but met Ace standing at the door and lusting after my body.

  I suddenly felt hot. His eyes gazed around my skin, and my cheeks grew red at him checking me out.

  Calling out his name to get his attention. He looked up at me and repeated similar things he said earlier today. I angrily sent him off and slammed the door in his face.

  It was hurting to see him again, and accepting him back would be difficult. I ignored the little voice in my head that wanted me to hear him out.