Secrets of Us A Forbidden Love Romance (Alina)

Chapter 147

| Don't Know My Own Sons

The silence that follows after Jake storms off is thick, almost suffocating. | sit there, staring at my half-eaten

plate, my heart still pounding.

Should | have waited until we were done with the trip to bring something up? No, not when they're talking about

separating our days.

| look at Zaid, who is watchingwith a soft smile. It mirrors how uncomfortable

| am and yet letsknow that he feels better about the truth being out.

Aiden hasn't moved, hasn't spoken a word.

Zaid exhales heavily, then stands, clapping Aiden on the back. "Con, man. We should go talk sthings

through."

Aiden finally blinks, his expression still unreadable, but he nods without a word and pushes back from the table.

Zaid turns to me, his eyes warm as he leans down, pressing a soft, lingering kiss against my lips. "I'll check in

with you later, okay, love?"

| nod, squeezing his hand before he follows Aiden out of the room, leavingalone.

| take a deep breath, steeling myself before | stand and head upstairs.

Jake's door is shut, and | don't bother knocking. | push it open, stepping inside to find him sitting on the edge of

the bed, his head in his hands. His broad shoulders are hunched, his entire body tight with frustration and

tension.

He looks like | could touch him and he'd crack in two. He's not crying, but his body

trembles as if he's trying to hold it in.

My heart clenches.

| walk over, sinking to my knees in front of him. Without hesitation, I reach for his

wrists, gently prying his hands away from his face.

"Jake," | whisper, searching his eyes.

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He has them shut tight, his nostrils flaring as he breathes in heavily.

"Are you okay?" | whisper.

He shakes his head, his jaw tightening as he exhales a shaky breath. When he finally opens his eyes, they're

shining with unshed tears. "| feel like | don't know my own sons."

A sharp ache blooms in my chest.

"How could | have not seen it? Looking back now, it makes sense, there were so many signs."

"Jake-"

"I'm the worst father in the world," he murmurs.

"Hey," | whisper, shushing him softly. | stand, pushing him back gently as | crawl onto his lap, wrapping my arms

around his neck. His face presses against my chest, his breath warm against my skin. | cradle him close,

threading my fingers through his hair. He hums, leaning into my touch.

"You're not," | say. "We've all struggled with things, Jake. Losing family members isn't easy. None of this has been

easy. You believed what they told you, that's not being a terrible father."

He exhales against me, his arms tightening around my waist. "I should have known they were lying."

| shake my head, cupping his face to bring his eyes up to mine. "They're smarter than you give them credit for."

He smiles back at me, but it drops almost instantly. He blows out a stream of air. “I have so much to make up for

with Zaid."

I nod, running my fingers through his hair. "He hasn't deserved any of this."

He closes his eyes, jaw clenching in anger. "And Aiden? That little prick."

I look into his eyes. "Don't trade in your anger toward Zaid for anger toward Aiden.

Then it would just be the sthing."

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He studies me.

"Most of the work has to be between them and between you and Zaid." I'm panicking. Maybe overstepping, but |

can't let this fall apart when we're so close to finally coming to an understanding.

"But Aiden-"

"Zaid was the one that insisted. They love each other. He wanted to protect him. You want to punish Aiden for

worrying about his future?" The words cout ofshaky, broken. | want this to work, want this to get better.

Jake frowns. "No. For lying to me. For letting Zaid take the brunt of my anger."

| nod. There's a lot of pain bubbled up inside these men. They need to work through it. "Do you what you have to

do, but cout of this stronger, please. | can't imagine my

life without the three of you."

| feel his body slowly relax, sinking into me, as if he's letting go of something he's been holding onto for too long.

"I can't imagine my life without you, baby."

His breath against my chest warms me, and | sigh, leaning my head against him. "For so long, I did think of you

as the glue. | had hoped that we would get closer because of you, but this shit can only be fixed by us."

"Mmm, that's a lot of pressure."

"It shouldn't be on you."

| kiss the top of his head. "Thank you."

He lifts his head, his lips brushing against my collarbone before trailing up to my throat, my jaw.

I shiver as he finally captures my lips, his kiss deep.

And I let him.

Aiden and Zaid are working through their things. Right now, | have Jake.

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He holdstighter, his arms banding around my waist as he picksup and placeson my back on the

bed. My legs are still incredibly sore from the woods, and from Zaid, but | ignore the pull of pain.

| wrap my thighs around him, letting them rest around his thighs. He keeps his lips

on mine, only pulling away long enough to pull my shorts down my legs.

| part them on instinct, letting him get a look and his eyes darken, a hungry hiss

leaving his lips. "Fuck, you were made for me, baby."

He unzips his pants, grabbing his cock and lining it up at my entrance. | don't have to guess; | know I'm wet. He

takes his tsinking insideand | watch his expression as he moans from the sensation.

He fucksslow.

We breathe into each other.

Each thrust a myriad of sensations.