Alpha’s Tormented Seductress

Alyssa went to bed, thinking about what happened the whole day and, particularly, what Ella said about her getting married to Liam and taking over her child. She knew that she was brooding over the issue so much, but she couldn’t just help it.

She wanted to stop thinking about it, but she couldn’t. Her heart was really stubborn.

The second plan, to kill herself if things don’t work out, was finally dismissed. She decided to fight for what’s hers and hers alone, without anyone taking that away from her. She was even ready to fight for her Liam, but she didn’t know how she was going to do that, though.

Before she closed her eyes to sleep…no, not to die…that night, she silently prayed for everything to work out in her favour.

The next morning, she got up from bed later than she did the day before, but it was still early enough. She got everything ready and even though she wasn’t happy with her job, she was feeling really positive about the day.

It wasn’t clear to her why she was feeling that way, but she just felt like the day was going to be different from the previous ones. That was a nice feeling because she hadn’t felt that way in a long time or that positive.

Even though Timothy was acting weird, she was still enthusiastic to see him because at that moment, he was the only one making her happy. She started walking to the house a minute later, and she couldn’t help but to notice that the day was really bright and pleasant.

When the cold breeze brushed against her skin, she closed her eyes to enjoy it. Close to three weeks now, that was the most soothing moment that she had experienced in a long while, and she was happy about it.

She opened her eyes and she went to the house. She was expecting to not see anyone but the guard that was always standing there, but she surprisingly saw someone in the living room, apart from the guard, of course.

Timothy was sitting on the chair quietly and when he saw Alyssa walking through the door and walking towards him, he stood up instantly, and he went to hug her.

That was when Alyssa finally knew why the day surprisingly seemed fantastic. Her son didn’t hate her after all. She hugged him back and carried him to the chair. When they got to the chair, he hugged her again and she planted a small kiss on his forehead.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“Oh, my baby!” Alyssa cooed and kissed him again. She was thrilled to see him act the way he usually acts towards her, and it seemed like Timothy was also happy to be squeezed in between his mother’s hands.

When they broke off the hug, the boy suddenly started looking sad and worried. Alyssa noticed that she raised his head up for his eyes to meet hers.

“What’s wrong?” Alyssa asked him, the worry that she was suddenly feeling, could be clearly heard in her voice.

She could see that the little boy was trying to tell her something, but she was not getting it. She knew that Timothy was a boy who never kept his honest words to himself, so for him to want to say something to her, that means it was significant.

“Uncle…and aunty…” he started saying, and Alyssa just knew that he was trying to talk about Ella and Liam.

“Yes, yes. Continue, baby.” Alyssa urged him to continue, and he gave her a small nod.

“They asked me to do…” He stopped talking when he heard Ella’s voice. It seemed like she was really close, and Timothy quickly moved away from her, with his eyes telling her sorry for doing that. She got the message, and she stood up from the chair too, not looking at Timothy.

When Ella entered the living room, she stopped in her tracks and she looked at Alyssa, then her gaze instantly shifted to Timothy. She did that gesture again three more times and when she was finally sure that morning was happening behind her back, she told Timothy that it was time to eat.

When Ella grabbed his hands to drag him to the dining table to feed him, Alyssa spoke up, interrupting what she was about to do.

“Do you mind if I feed him just this time?” Alyssa asked, and Ella instantly squinted her eyes at her. She was being really suspicious and feeling uneasy about it all.

“It’s fine. I’ll do it.” Ella said after watching her for a few seconds. She was about to take Timothy again when Alyssa stopped her again.

“I’m his maid, don’t you think I should be the one to feed him?” Alyssa asked again, silently praying that she agrees to it.

Ella looked like she was pondering over it for a second, gauging her options, and Alyssa really hoped that she was going to say yes because she really wanted to continue speaking to Timothy. He had something essential to say to her.

“No, it’s fine. I’ll do it.” Ella finally replied and without waiting for a reply, she went away with Timothy getting dragged behind her. The boy continued looking at her until he could no longer see her.

Alyssa was furious about that. She really wanted to talk to Timothy, and she didn’t even know what she wanted to do to get him to talk to her again. She was happy about one thing though, the fact that her son didn’t hate her at all.

Furthermore, she thought that Timothy hated her so much, but after seeing how he hugged her tightly with so much passion, she was finally convinced that the boy still loved her so much.

If the boy didn’t hate her, then why was he acting so distant and weird towards her days ago? She thought. She knew that there was a story behind that, and she couldn’t help but think that Timothy actually wanted to tell her that story.

Alyssa continued sitting on the chair because she had nothing to do. She was hired as her son’s maid, but they weren’t giving her any jobs to do at all. A sigh escaped from her mouth and she rested her back on the chair. She was in deep thoughts about everything that was happening, when Ella walked into the living room with Timothy trailing behind her. She told Alyssa that she was going for a walk with him, and she asked her to clean up after them.

Alyssa watched as she left the living room, and she sighed before she went on to clean where they had their breakfast. She was just cleaning up when she saw Liam strolling into the living room casually. She went to him and asked him if she could go to the garden. At first, he refused and after a lot of coaxing and back and forth with him, he finally agreed to her walking to the gardens, but he said that he was only going to allow it on one condition-if he accompanied her himself as well.