King Alejandro: The Return of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha
Chapter 28

"Alejandro." Scarlett said as we entered the mansion. I paused, glancing over my shoulder at her as she shut the front door. "Kiara is with the girls today."

The sting in my chest was like a f*****g punch, but I kept my face passive and nodded. She didn't want to see me...

"Then you and Elijah should take a guest room for the night, I'll stay with Dante."

Concern and something else that I couldn't make out, crossed her face, but she was good at masking her emotions and I couldn't really read her. She nodded. "Goodnight." "Night." I replied as she walked past me and up the stairs.

I looked at the time on my watch; it was late... Kiara?' I called through the link, but I reached a wall. Again.

I walked down the hall and down the stairs to the wine cellar, then took a bottle. I guess this was going to be my company tonight... I grabbed a glass and some ice from the kitchen before I headed upstairs to Dante's room, just as Elijah and Scarlett stepped out of room.

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"... a hand, I think it's been removed recently." Scarlett was saying. Elijah was frowning deeply, giving me a nod before I entered my own bedroom and grabbed my laptop. Kiara's scent lingered and I found momentary calmness before I left the room going to Dante's. Settling down on the couch, I poured myself a gla*s and began to do some research instead. With Kiara f*****g pissed at me I won't be able to sleep. I glanced at the sleeping boy before I got to work...

"Daddy! Daddy!"

I woke with a start, realising I had fallen asleep on the couch. My laptop sat on my legs, and I could feel the kink in my neck.

Dante sat up slowly as Kataleya rushed into the room, her eyes wide and her heart beating erratically.

"What is it, princess?" I asked, catching her and placing the laptop aside with one hand. "Raihana said Enrique is here!" The happiness in her voice was f*****g making it hard for me to tell her that I didn't want her seeing him... "He is... but Kat listen, you can't see him."

"Why not? Daddy, he'll be scared." She worried, her lips trembling.

That pup was definitely not scared... or he was just good at masking his emotions.

"Look... He's in a room just in case, for safety measures, his father isn't a good man and we can't trust him..."

Her happiness faded as she let my words sink in, and she quickly got off my lap.

"But Daddy, Enrique is a nice boy. May I see him?"

I sighed inwardly. She was not going to drop it... I just didn't want her seeing him there... "Yeah, we'll go after breakfast. I wanted your Mom to go see him too, he has a few bruises." I replied, ruffling her hair.

Her smile returned and she rushed from the room, calling for Kiara.

I turned to Dante, who was sitting there, arms crossed, a frown on his face.

"You ok?"

"She need not get too attached." He remarked coldly before turning his back and pulling the blanket back over him.

I ran my hand through my hair. I f*****g do not get kids.

It was a while later and I had just gotten dressed in a black shirt and pants with a leather belt, Kiara had expertly been able to avoid me, first showering and then getting the girls ready but now when I stepped out, fully dressed, she was finishing off doing her hair. She was wearing a pale pink halter top that left her entire back on view paired with fitted black jeans. Her hair pulled up into a bun on top of her head, a few strands framed her face, she slid a final pin into her hair and picked up her mascara. Usually, she would put on a lot more make up and jewellery, but since everything had happened she had stopped. I knew she was just trying to appear normal for the kids when she was worried. I leaned against the door as she stood up, hearing her heart skip a beat as I walked over to her. I wrapped my arms around her from behind, burying my head into her neck, inhaling her intoxicating scent, relishing in the sparks of our touch. F**k...

She relaxed into my arms, I knew she couldn't resist me, even if she was f*****g upset with

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"Did Kataleya tell you about going to see the kid after breakfast?" I asked quietly. "She did, she went to ask Claire to prepare a meal for him too. She said she'll eat with him." She replied, her voice soft, yet I could sense her disappointment in it. Because of me... "Yeah? And what about you? Still not going to look me in the eye?" I asked, looking down at her as she stared ahead.

She turned her head and looked at me. For the first time, I realised her eyes looked tired and maybe a tad f*****g red. I hated her upset, I bent down, pressing my lips to her plush ones, kissing her slowly and snaking one hand around her throat as I deepened the kiss. She kissed me back, our bodies reacting to one another, the pleasure coursing through us both, her a*s brushing against my crotch.

I pulled away, my eyes flashing red as I did my best not to let my emotions loose. There was something about Kiara that messed with my head. I could be angry with her, but I still needed her, like a f*****g drug to survive. She was my lifeline and as much as she f****d with my sanity, at the same time, she was what kept me f*****g grounded and rational.

"You could burn down the world and I'd still love you." She whispered like a promise in the stars, tilting her chin up as she stared into my eyes. The single light in my dark ones... "But you won't stand by my side and support me." I replied quietly. If she didn't approve... She wasn't going to be there... Just how last night she had shut me out. A flash of hurt filled her eyes before she looked away. "I'm sorry, but there are things I don't approve of." She whispered.

"When you see him, I'm sure you'll believe it was better for him. He's missing a hand, and I don't think he was born that way. Besides, he refuses to speak."

She frowned, her heart skipping a beat. "I will take a look at him, maybe he'll talk to me." She replied, concerned.

"Yeah, probably." I replied. She was the f*****g light to my darkness and the one who had a better heart. "Don't do that." "What?" "You're thinking negatively about yourself again." Our eyes met and the urge to f*****g kiss all over again was threatening to break through, but at the same time, I was trying to f*****g keep myself in control so we could talk. "Hard not to when I'm obviously not making the 'good' f*****g choice." I replied coldly, knowing that came out harsher than it should have.

I let go of her and turned away. I hated arguing with her, I hated when we didn't agree...

Her silence was painful, but she didn't reply.

"Let's head down to breakfast."

There it was again. Another conversation that f*****g ended in disagreement. We left our room, side by side, yet the conflict between us was f*****g suffocating. The smell of several dishes being cooked promised a big breakfast full of variety, but I didn't have a ******g appetite.

Breakfast was over. Kiara, Kataleya, and I were heading to headquarters. Kataleya was holding the basket with the food in it. She had refused to have breakfast, saying she was going to eat with Enrique. I wasn't happy with that, but Kiara had said she could. Her excitement was palpable, she was two steps ahead of us, her feet barely hitting the ground as she tried to contain her happiness, reaching the doors of the building first. My men opened them when I gave them a small nod and we all stepped inside. It wasn't the first time Kataleya had been here, but she hadn't seen the cells. Luckily, the room I was keeping the pup in was more a questioning room that had been transformed into a bedroom for him, and it wasn't too far down. We walked through the corridors, stopping at a

metal door. Kataleya was frowning now. "Daddy, why is he here?" She asked. Kiara crossed her arms and looked at me questioningly too.

"To keep him safe." I responded curtly, unlocking the door.

We stepped into the darker corridor and I went to the door where two guards stood outside.

"How is he?"

"He didn't sleep, nor did he touch anything. He's been standing all night." One of the men, Arnold said emotionlessly.

The second one, Milo, shook his head sympathetically "I tried to talk to him, but he ignored me." "Open the door." Kiara commanded coldly, her eyes flashing. The mother in her was not going to let this slide. The men obliged, and Kiara was the first to enter, with Kataleya hurrying behind her. I looked at the boy who was standing, arms crossed in the middle of the room, a frown on his face as his cold eyes met mine. "Enrique!" Kataleya exclaimed, rushing passed Kiara and over to the boy. He looked at her indifferently, and if I didn't know better, one would f*****g think he didn't even know her.

"Look Enrique, I brought breakfast. You gave me food, so I give you food now." She said placing the basket on the bed.

One that had not been slept in or even touched.

"I don't need it. Leave." He spat coldly, making my eyes flash.

No one talks to my daughter like that. I stepped forward, but Kiara blocked my way, stepping in front of me as she gently placed her hands on Kataleya's shoulders. I didn't miss the flash of surprise in the child's eyes at Kiara's move when she blocked me. "Enrique, it's nice to meet you. Kataleya has spoken a lot about you." She said, her voice soft and soothing.

"The chica has some misconception; I don't want to talk to her." He stated looking directly at Kiara. Kataleya's heart was beating faster than it f*****g should, and this kid was f*****g pissing me off. "Enrique..." She whispered before gasping and jumping toward him. "What happened to your hand?!" He stepped back harshly, glaring at her.

"It's not your business." He spat.

"Did your papa do that?" She asked horrified. I glanced up sharply, hearing the skip of his heartbeat.

"It's none of your business." He turned his back on us and Kiara looked at me, her gorgeous face pale, and she let go of Kataleya. Reaching for the boy, she placed her hand on his shoulder. He was about to push her away, but she knocked his hand aside, keeping her grip firm on his arm as her aura grew around her. He struggled violently as she tried to heal him. "Calm down, please let me heal you." Kiara said softly yet firmly. He was doing well trying to get free, but she was far stronger. Soon he stopped struggling as Kataleya stood a few feet away, watching with her eyes wide with concern and fear. "What the... let go of me!" He hissed.

"All done." Kiara replied, letting go of him and moving back. 'He had many broken bones, Alejandro. "Well, just imagine if he was left there. I added, raising an eyebrow at her. She frowned slightly but I had a feeling she was glad he was removed from that f****d up situation.

"Enrique, we aren't here to hurt you, Kataleya was worried about-" "So, this is her fault?!" He turned his gaze on her, and I strode over, picked her up and gave him a warning glare. "I did not ask for help, nor did I need it!" "Your father hurt her enough, I will not tolerate you speaking to her like that." I growled, holding Kataleya close. "Don't Daddy... he took care of me." She whispered, cupping my face. Yeah, well, he's a little fucker. 1 "It wasn't worth it. I should have left you in that basement." He replied coldly, his eyes haunted with anguish. His gaze fell to his right arm once again and I saw him clench his left fist.

'Kiara, take Kat.' I said through the link, hoping she just listened. But her eyes were on the boy. 'Al... you take Kat, I'll question him. I will be able to replace out if he's lying or telling the truth.' She had a point, and so I looked down at my little angel. "Come on, Kataleya, he's just a little upset. Let's go outside?"

She nodded, her lips quivering as she stared at the pup, but being the a*s he was, he didn't even look at her. I glanced at his hand, feeling my stomach f*****g twist. Something told me my assumption may be f*****g correct... If this pup lost his hand because he helped Kat...

Then I was f*****g indebted to him for life... I turned around and walked out, leaving Kiara with the pup.