Claimed by my Brother’s Best Friends (Alyssa) novel Chapter 27

Alyssa

As he towers over me, I feel like I'm going to pass out with how hard my chest is pounding. "You mean besides the fact that after tomorrow I don't have to see your stupid face anymore?" I ask, playing it off pretty good. At least, I think.

There's a beat of silence between us before he smirks. "You know what, I'll just show up at Gray's house every day just to see that little disapproving look on your face."

I swallow hard. Please don't, I can hardly control myself as it is, I plead in my head.

He steps closer, closing the distance between us. "Really...what's wrong, kitten?" he asks, cocking his head to the side as his dark eyes study me, searching my soul like he seems to be so good at doing.

"Nothing," I mutter, trying to keep my expression stoic.

He hums, unconvinced. "Nah, it's something. You're acting weird today. That worried about Gray disapproving of you hiding a baby from him?" His tone is almost teasing, but there's still a tinge of worry.

"Yeah, he'll probably be pissed at me for disappearing for three years. I know he had to deal with Mom's death alone."

With that actual truth, guilt burrows through me. I didn't even get to go to my own mother's funeral since that was when my miscarriage happened, and I was too bruised and bloody to show my face. I never even got a chance to say goodbye to her.

King's expression softens and he smiles. It's not a friendly one at all. "I think he'll understand once you explain why I have to kill your husband," he replies calmly.

Ugh, he's still on that.

How can I explain to him that I don't want that to happen? That I just want to find a way to get Isaac to leave me alone and divorce me without doing something that will forever be on my conscious?

"Yeah, King, about that-"

Niko interrupts me, but I try not to look directly at him. "Mason and I are taking my bikes, King. That means you're driving."

I scowl, my irritation flaring up again. "Uh, Niko, I can drive myself."

King grins down at me, a devilish glint in his eyes. "Nah, I think you're going to be my passenger princess today."

"I think not."

He stares at me, his gaze unyielding. It's his way of being an asshole and telling me I have no choice.

I blow out a huge breath. "I can't wait until tomorrow," I mutter, storming past him to the passenger seat. I hop in and slam the door shut, forgetting that Zuri is asleep. Thankfully, she doesn't stir.

King chuckles as he hops into the driver's seat. "I heard that."