Loved by the twin alphas (Alexia Miles and Michael)

Chapter 138

His eyes squeezed shut as the images surfaced in his mind.

“I won’t rest until you face the full weight of your actions, Kayla, Miles continued, his voice filled with a fierce

determination. “You thought you could harm our family and get away with it, but you’re mistaken. I will do whatever it takes to ensure you’re held accountable.

Jenna sat cross–legged on her bed, a phone in one hand and a vibrant bouquet of roses in the other.

Well, looks like Axiel’s been applying some pressure, don’t you think?

She stared at the screen, contemplating whether to contact Axiel, the one who had broken her heart. As she deliberated, a mischievous thought crossed her mind. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Mr. Axiel, she murmured playfully. “Let’s see if your fate hangs in the balance of these roses.”

With a playful twinkle in her eyes, Jenna plucked a petal from the first rose, her voice filled with enthusiasm. “He still loves me,” she declared with a giggle.

She continued, plucking another petal from a different rose. “He doesn’t love me,” she mused, a touch of skepticism in her

tone.

As she continued plucking petals, Jenna couldn’t help but wonder if this playful game held any weight in reality.

“He still loves me,” she repeated with a smile, savoring the possibility of a second chance. “He doesn’t love me,” she whispered, the doubt creeping in once more.

Just as Jenna plucked the final petal, her phone buzzed in her hand, startling her. With a surprised gasp, she looked down to see Axiel’s name flashing on the screen, an incoming call.

“He’s calling!” she exclaimed, a mixture of shock and anticipation in her voice. The timing seemed almost too perfect, as fate itself was intervening in her playful charade.

Remembering the hurt he had caused her, she decided to leave the phone to ring and then it did,

After being so persistent, he finally sent a text which she, of course she read being the fool she was.

Axiel’s voice echoed loudly in her head as she read the text.

Jenna, it’s me. I’ve been trying to reach you. Can we talk?

Jenna’s heart skipped a beat, her hand instinctively clutching the roses tighter.

Plucking one last petal absentmindedly, Jenna took a deep breath and said to herself.

“What does he want?”

Her phone dinged and she saw a text pop up.

If you’re not going to answer your phone, then it! I’m coming over there.

Jenna stared at the text message on her phone, her eyes widening in shock. Axiel’s words pierced through her, filling her with a mix of surprise and discomfort. She couldn’t help but feel a sense of unease as she read his forceful message.

“He’s coming over? But I made it clear that I want nothing to do with him,”

Do you, Jenna?

She murmured to herself, her voice tinged with frustration. The intensity of his words made her question his state of mind, raising concerns about his level of obsession.

She paced back and forth, her mind racing with thoughts of how to handle the situation. She didn’t want to encourage his persistence or give him false hope, but she also didn’t want to escalate the situation further.

Taking a deep breath, Jenna decided to respond firmly but calmly, asserting her boundaries. She typed out a reply, her fingers moving swiftly across the screen.

“Axiel. I appreciate your feelings, but I’ve made it clear that I need space. Coming over uninvited isn’t going to change that. Please respect my wishes and give me the time and space I need.”

As she sent the message. Jenna hoped that her words would reach Axiel and that he would understand the importance of respecting her boundaries.

Then, he sent another text.

Too late! I’m almost there. See you in a bit, Jenna,

Jenna read Axiel’s text, her eyes widening in alarm. She leaped off the bed, her heart pounding with frustration. This was not the response she had hoped for, and it only reinforced her decision to distance herself from him.

Without wasting a moment, Jenna hastily dialed Axiel’s number, her fingers trembling with urgency. She needed to make it abundantly clear that his actions were unwelcome and that there was no chance for reconciliation.

As the phone rang, Jenna’s thoughts raced, rehearsing the words she would say to him. She needed to be firm, yet compassionate, in conveying her message. This was not an easy task, as her heart still carried the remnants of their shared history.

“Please pick up,” she whispered under her breath, her anxiety growing with each passing ring. Finally, on the fourth ring. Axiel answered the call.

Jenna? What’s the matter?” his voice came through the phone, a mix of curiosity and anticipation.

Taking a deep breath to steady herself, Jenna began, her voice resolute but tinged with a hint of sadness. “Axiel, I’ve read your text, and I need you to understand something. I cannot take you back, and I cannot have you coming over uninvited.”

A pause hung in the air, Jenna could sense Axiel’s surprise on the other end of the line. She continued, her voice unwavering.

I’ve made it clear that I need space, and your persistence is making me uncomfortable. It’s important for both of us to move on separately and find our own paths. Please respect my wishes and give up the idea that we can reconcile.”

There was a moment of silence, Axiel absorbing her words. Jenna held her breath, waiting for his response, hoping that he would understand and respect her boundaries.

Axiel opened the door to Jenna’s house,

How did he get in here?

She stepped back, tears clouding her vision. He could see the tears streaming down her face as she looked at him with pain. and disbelief. Without wasting a moment, he dropped to his knees, his voice filled with genuine remorse.

Jenna, I’m so sorry,” he pleaded, his voice trembling with sincerity. “I’ve made a terrible mistake, and I need to confess everything. Please, just hear me out

– Jenna’s emotions were overwhelming. Anger, hurt, and confusion, everything! She hesitated for a moment, unsure whether she could bear to listen to him. But a part of her yearned for closure, for a resolution to the pain that had consumed her.

With tears still streaming down her face, Jenna nodded, her voice barely a whisper. “Fine, Axiel. Speak your truth, but remember that it won’t change what you’ve done.”

Axiel took a deep breath, his voice quivering as he began to confess his mistakes. He told Jenna about his promiscuity, his

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actions that had betrayed their relationship and shattered her trust. He held nothing back, baring his soul in a vulnerable plea for forgiveness.

As his words hung in the air, the weight of his confession settled on Jenna’s shoulders. She felt emotions swirling within her, unsure of how to process it all.

Tears continued to flow down Jenna’s cheeks as she wrestled with her emotions. She wanted to push him away, to cut ties with the pain he had caused her so badly.