CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE
Alex and Achilles sat side by side in the field for over an hour without uttering a single word to each other. Each of them had different thoughts running on their minds.
Achilles was still greatly dissapointed in his subjects and wished he could punish them severely for uttering such nonsense. It took him all his self control to not lose his temper back in that hall and beat the living hell out of his subjects. They totally went off topic.
He loved Bella like there was no tomorrow and nothing was ever going to make him give her up to any body. Not even death.
She was his life and the fact that she was carrying his child only made matters worse. He was never letting go of any of them.
Alex on the other hand was thinking about Bella. He had gone into her bedroom the night before to tuck her in bed and spend the night with her, but she woke up and later on and left him, just to go and meet Achilles in his bedroom.
To say that he was sad was understatement.