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008 — AUNT OPHELIA, CAUGHT RED-HANDED
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BHYRON“…that’s what she said, boss. Miss Amani did not accept the invitation.”I’m currently seated in my office, staring at the crumpled invitation on my glass desk and wondering when the high-spirited, carefree Amani I once knew became so stubborn.I get to my feet and pace to the floor-to-ceiling windows of my office, pressing a button on the wall to part the heavy draperies.The design of my office alone screams luxury. Every single item I use here is gotten from outrageously expensive sources all over the world. I have everything I could ever want in life. Except her. And I want Amani. Badly. Obsessively. I can almost imagine her saying those exact words, her lips pouting perfectly like they always do.“Chocolate chips will have to fall from the sky, huh?” Fiddling with my pencil, I turn to Jay.“If Amani wants Chocolate chips, then she will get chocolate chips. Assemble your men. You have work to do…”***AMANIAfter Bhyron’s messenger leaves, I no longer have the strength to
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 010 — STUBBORN, JUST HOW HE HATES IT.
AMANIIt’s settled. I do believe that I have descended into the mangrove of craziness, straight into Crazy town and landed in Crazy river. Because why am I actually contemplating Bhyron’s offer?He’s right. Aunt Ophelia and I actually have less than twenty four hours to cough up twenty million dollars, otherwise, we might as well kiss our family company goodbye. I’m supposed to be looking for ways to repay the loan, but all I’ve been able to do for the past few hours is stare at pictures of my dead son and cry my eyes out.I sure as hell know we’re not coughing up anything before twelve noon tomorrow. We might as well choke in the process.So it’s settled. I’m attending the grand opening of La Mariée Dansante. Great.Even though I’m currently in a hateful relationship with the Macaulays, especially with their golden first born son; even though I’m still mourning the death of my precious boy, I cannot sit around and watch my parents’ hard work go down the drain. I have to do somethin
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 011 — FIRST TASTE OF NICOTINE
AMANIBut not for the loud music blasting from the speakers, the entire club would’ve heard my voice. Instead, the only people who are aware of our little quarrel are the people around us.I’m almost standing toe-to-toe with Bhyron, my chest heaving heavily with anger while he simply looks down at me with those icy blue eyes. Instead of apologizing, he looks over my shoulder at Richie, the millionaire tech. guy.“That was supposed to be a joke, Richie. But if you’d excuse me, I’d like to speak with Miss Amani in private.”“Of course. I understand.” Richie nods and walks away.Bhyron looks back at me, his sexy lips set in a hard, straight line.“Let’s go to my office. We need to talk.”Everyone has gone back to minding their business, but I can still feel some curious eyes on us. I fold my arms, lift my chin and stare him down.“I don’t hear an apology.”I fully expect him to brush me off or make some sarcastic remark. However, to my surprise, his eyes darken with a strange emotion an
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 012 — THE UNHINGED CEO
WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS VIOLENT SEXUAL ACTIVITIES.***BHYRONI’ve been watching Amani through the CCTV footage on my iPad ever since she wandered off, not because I’m scared that she might figure out the secrets lurking behind the walls of this club, but because I’m obsessed.Red is the worst colour to ever exist in my opinion. The mere sight of it brings back horrible memories, memories I’d rather keep buried forever…but red on Amani is just divine. I’m slowly starting to realize that her aunt was not joking one bit when she said that Amani has changed. I observed her reaction during her short conversation with Sharon. The former Amani would’ve cowered and lowered her head in defeat. The new Amani is bolder, fiercer, more powerful. Her replies left Sharon stunned. I, on the other hand, was just pleasantly surprised.The old Amani wouldn’t dance for no reason as she roamed the empty halls of my club. The old Amani wouldn’t walk into a room filled with strangers without know
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 013 – STUBBORN, MULE-HEADED WOMAN
AMANI“I hate you…”Bhyron looks totally distraught. Despite the pain that has my back and thighs cramping, I slide off the table and fix my dress, tears of pain and shame sliding down my cheeks in torrents.I don’t say another word to him. I don’t even look at him as I make my way to the door. This was all my fault and I take full responsibility for it. It will never happen again. That’s a fact.I’m almost at the door when I feel a hand on my shoulder. I freeze.“Amani, listen to me…”“Get your hands off of me!” I screech, lunging away from him. “The next time your hand touches me, be prepared to lose it.”My teeth are gritted, my fingers are curled tight and my eyes are blazing with rage. But deep down, my heart is breaking. Deep down, I’m concealing my pain with anger.Bhyron Macaulay will never see my weak side. That’s a vow.“You’ve caused enough damage to last a lifetime, Bhyron. I’d advise you to stay away from me.”I turn to leave once more but he keeps following me.“Amani, I
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 014 — WHIPS, FANCY CARS AND WICKED MEN.
BHYRONI fall on my knees and await my punishment, head bent. I can feel Duke hesitate above me, but I know he’ll eventually give in. He knows that this is the only way I can pay for my sins. The only way I know.“Can you at least tell me what happened?”I look up and hold his gaze; “I whipped Amani. I hurt her.”Duke lets out a low curse. “How? Why?”I shake my head and stiffen my shoulders. “I’ll give you all the details later. Just… do as I’ve asked. Please.”There’s a moment of tense, choked silence. Then Duke finally responds;“Okay, then. Since this is what you want.”I hear the “whooshing” sound as the whip flies through the air before it lands on my back. Pain erupts on my skin like a burning furnace, licking its way up my arms and penetrating my muscles.Duke whips me mercilessly even when I fall and writhe on the marble floors. I don’t make a single sound. I swallow the pain. I deserve it.The last time I made him do this, I had blood on my hands. I was guilty of a horrendou
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 015 — THE UNBELIEVABLE CONTRACT
AMANIFor lying to us and getting our hopes up only to end up doing us dirty like this, wherever Bhyron’s lawyer is right now, I hope his coffee is always cold before he even gets the chance to take the first sip.The moment Bhyron reveals himself, the atmosphere visibly shifts, becoming tighter, laced with electricity. He stands tall and powerful beside his car, looking down on us like we’re unworthy peasants at his noble throne.When his eyes fall on me, I’m pretty sure he expects me to look away, but I stand firm and hold his gaze despite my shaky fingers.What happened last night will remain in the past. It’s a brand new day and I’m ready to move forward. I guess.“Do you have my money ready?” He asks without mincing words. I open my mouth to speak but Aunt Ophelia pulls my arm, signifying that I should keep silent while she steps forward and addresses Bhyron;“Mr. Bhyron, please don’t do this. Give us a few more days, please. I promise we’ll have the money ready by the end of t
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 016 — THE MYSTERIOUS OFFER.
AMANI“Aunt, don’t even think about it.” I say in a warning tone three minutes after Bhyron leaves the premises.Aunt Ophelia hurries to my chair and scoots down on her haunches, grabbing my arm. “Look, sweetheart, you have every right to be upset with Bhyron. All I’m asking is that you give this a thought. It’ll take a magician and some serious black magic to come up with twenty million by noon tomorrow. Besides, the marriage is fake and it’ll only last for six months. By then, we would’ve paid off the ten million with interest.”I give her an odd look. “Sometimes, I wonder if you even love me at all.”Aunt Ophelia gasps, her eyes narrowing with hurt. “How can you say that? Of course I love you. Everything I have done until this time had been in your best interest. Can’t you see?!”I get to my feet, pointing a shaky finger in her face as anger unfurls in my chest; “no, I can’t see anything, aunt. If you loved me, you wouldn’t even think of asking me to go into any kind of relationsh
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After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 90 — WEDDING BELLS…
BHYRONAmani left with grandpa a few minutes ago but I’m still seated behind my desk, staring at the CCTV footage on my computer and watching the bags I bought go up in smoke.My intention was to apologize to her. I guess that failed, woefully.I don’t give a shit about the amount of money I spent. I can make that back in seconds. What matters is the look of pure hatred I saw in Amani’s eyes. That will haunt me forever.I bury my face in my palms and take a deep breath. Amani looked angry. Enraged. How she knew I was watching her through the CCTV, I’d never know. But for a moment, it felt like she was looking straight into my eyes, like she knew I was there. I get to my feet and pace the room. My wedding is set to happen in the next thirty minutes. I’m already dressed up and waiting to be notified to come downstairs for the ceremony. My long term goal of marrying the one woman who has the power to set me ablaze with just one look is finally about to be fulfilled, but I’m restless.Dr
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 89 — GRANDPA’S PLEA…
AMANIJay flinches at my harsh tone but stands his ground. “Miss Amani, I assure you that the boss does not consider you a whore. These are just wedding presents and he’d be pleased if you accept them.”I tilt my head to the side, struggling to rein in my temper. That’s the thing — I never, ever want to partake in any activity that pleases Bhyron Macaulay. I still regret my little mistake from a few hours ago.I wanted to please him and it backfired right in my face.I look up and my eyes coincidentally lands on the CCTV camera positioned high up on the west wall. My fingers twitch with annoyance as a devious thought suddenly crawls into my mind.“Your boss is watching us right now, isn’t he?” I ask Jay, not bothering to take my eyes off the camera.Jay follows my line of vision and lets out a small curse when he realizes I’ve seen the camera. His tone suddenly changes, becoming defensive;“Miss Amani, I…”I shoot him a look filled with annoyance and he clamps his mouth shut.“There’
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 88 — CHANEL PURSES
AMANITHREE HOURS LATER…My wedding is set to hold in the next two hours and I’m an emotional wreck.I stare at my swollen eyes in the mirror, willing my mind to forget everything that happened in that room three hours ago.“Girl, we don’t have time for this. The makeup artist has been waiting for you for almost two hours. You haven’t even tried out your wedding dress. I’m not sure you’ve even taken a bath!” Zuri half-yells, pacing the room nervously.“At this pace, we’ll never be ready on time. Not that I want you to marry that sonofabitch, but grandpa will be upset…”I keep staring at the mirror, trying to figure out the hollow-eyed woman who stares back at me.Anger, bitterness and shame swirls in my guts when I remember the smugness in Bhyron’s eyes after he successfully fooled me. The bastard tricked me. Once again, he proved that I can never trust him.“…and you won't even tell me what happened! Where were you this morning? What happened to you?” Zuri babbles non stop, pacing r
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 87 — REGRET
BHYRONI don’t know how much longer I can keep this up and I think it’s high time I told myself the truth.Hurting Amani’s feelings is not as satisfying as I thought it would be. Taking my revenge does not fill my heart with joy like I thought it would.The hurt and confusion in her eyes breaks me every single time. This was supposed to be easy, goddamnit! I was never supposed to feel anything for her. My job would’ve been goddamn easier if those bright, chocolate eyes didn’t appeal to my dark soul every single time.My goal was to take revenge for all the pain that Amani and her family caused me, but I barely stopped myself from pulling her into my arms just five seconds ago. All I wanted to do was clean her up, hold her and make sure she got a few hours of sleep before the wedding. And that was not the bloody plan!I slam the door behind me and lean against it, trying to calm my pounding heart.Anger, raw and venomous stirs in my veins. I’m angry at myself for hurting her and furiou
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 86 — SHATTERED PRIDE, BROKEN SELF-RESPECT.
AMANI“…suck my dick, Amani. If you’re able to make me cum, I’ll let you wear the dress.” Shock, mixed with violent arousal explodes in my belly, leaving me weak and temporarily unable to think properly.My arms around Bhyron’s neck slips but he catches me at the last minute, cupping my lower back and pulling me against his chest in a half-embrace. I’m completely enveloped in his intoxicating heat and my heart is a large, melted puddle of goo. If not for his support, I’d have fallen flat on my face a long time ago.I should slap his face and stomp out of the room, but my brain is already conjuring images of his thick, swollen cock deep inside the walls of my throat. I gulp helplessly.It’s settled. I’m fucked.“What’s it going to be, little caramel?” He whispers huskily, trailing his fingers across my heated cheeks. “Will you suck my cock or do you want to live without my forgiveness? I can already feel your wetness on my thigh. If I touch you down there, my fingers will come back d
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 85 — BREATH TAKING REQUEST
AMANI“You can forget about the dress. It’s not for you. You don’t have to wear it…”I never wanted to wear Bhyron’s dress. I never wanted a dress that was made specially for some strange woman whom he’s obsessed with. But those harsh words coupled with his cold expression hits me like a goddamn punch in the gut.He’s clearly saying I’m not worthy enough to wear the same dress as the woman of his dreams. Jealousy burns like a fever in my throat. I’ve never wanted to beat up an imaginary woman so badly in my entire life. I’m almost ashamed of myself. Almost.I stiffen against him, holding his gaze while trying not to burst into stupid tears. I wouldn’t even know why I’m crying in the first place. So what if Bhyron is in love with some unnamed dancing bride? I don’t like him. I shouldn’t be bothered.The logical thing to do would be to step away from him and lick my wounds while I still can, but the last time Amani was logical, George Washington was still president.Instead of counting
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 84 — SOFT, ONLY FOR HER.
AMANIBefore I can get my thoughts together, Aunt Ophelia hurries forward and grabs my arm, her eyes wide with a haunted expression that sends chills down my spine; “Amani, dear, you have to leave. You cannot be seen in here.”Now I’m more confused than ever and even more determined to find out what the hell is going on. I’m convinced that Aunt Ophelia knows something. She’s definitely hiding something from me.She tries to pull me towards the exit but I stubbornly dig my feet into the ground, refusing to move. Noting my hesitation, Aunt Ophelia looks over her shoulder and lifts one questioning brow; “Sweetie, what are you doing? We have to leave.”The forced cheer in her voice and the tiny, fake smile plastered on her lips makes me even more resolute to go nowhere.I pull my arm from her grip and fold them, looking her straight in the eyes;“Okay, aunt. Spill. What are you hiding?”A flash of panic lightens her eyes before she’s able to hide it beneath a confused expression.“What
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 83 — SHOCKED. AWESTRUCK. BLOWN AWAY.
AMANII’m shocked to my bones. I’m in awe. I’m blown away.I move closer to get a better look. The closer I go, the grander it becomes.I barely have the words to describe it — It’s beautiful. It’s gorgeous. It’s definitely expensive… and also seems familiar as hell.I search my memory on a quest to figure out where I’ve seen it before. It’s very unique, very unlike anyone of its kind out there. A second later, it finally dawns on me, leaving a strong bitter taste at the back of my throat. I remain rooted to the spot, blinking rapidly in shock as the pieces slowly fall into place. The current object of my obsession is a wedding dress. It sits alone on a raised platform in the middle of the room, sparkling and shimmering like a rare creature in all its glory. The platform is made of black onyx stone and probably costs far more than what my parents’ entire company is worth.And the dress itself… I lack the words to describe it. It sparkles from top to bottom, and a closer inspection
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 82 — DEDICATED TO AMANI’S SHENANIGANS
AMANII can’t sleep. I tried to, but images of Grandma Alice crying her eyes out against Bhyron’s chest literally chased me around a rocky path in dreamland, armed with a sharp knife.I shoot awake some moments later, breathing like I just engaged in a sumo wrestling contest. Sweat pours down my face in torrents despite the cold AC that blows my heated skin.Looking around the dark room, goosebumps rise on my arms and my heart tightens with fear at all the shadows hanging around. I hate darkness with a passion that rivals Hades. I cannot sleep without the lights on and practically glaring. Zuri hates me for it, which is why we can never share a room.The only reason the lights are off is because Zuri opted to sleep with me tonight after I practically clung on to her when everyone left. My chest tightens painfully as I recall the strange feeling of abandonment that weighted my shoulders when I realized the entire family was upset with me, Aunt Ophelia inclusive.Memories of that sla
