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AMANIThis better be a bad dream. Or better still, a hallucination… because I would kick Henry’s dusty ass if I ever saw him in my dreams. I try to sit up but pinpricks of pain shoot up and down my spine. My legs hurt, my feet hurt, my arm hurts, my throat hurts. Everything hurts. Now, I have to deal with the one person that I’d rather die from smoke inhalation than talk to.“Careful there. You might hurt yourself.” His voice sounds like a horrific version of static in my ears. Crap! It wasn’t a dream after all.Henry tries to help me up but I give him a death stare and that has him freezing in his tracks.“Don’t you dare touch me.” I say on an almost growl.After struggling to sit up by myself, I turn to him and lift a brow; “what are you doing here?” He has the audacity to smirk at me. “You’re my wife, Amani. You’ve been particularly stubborn and annoying for the past few days, but I still care about you.”I almost choke on my own soot-flavoured spit. Unlike other people who wa
Last Updated : 2024-09-08After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 021 — I KNOW HE’S GUILTY!!
AMANIThe moment Henry and Laura exit the ward, a strange feeling of overwhelming exhaustion crashes on me and I lean back against the pillows with a strained sigh.I shut my eyes, trying to recover from that disaster when my vision suddenly darkens. My eyes fly open and my toes curl in surprise when I see Bhyron hovering over me. His sharp blue eyes are dark and intense as they rove over every inch of my body.“What are you doing?”His eyes meet mine and butterflies erupt in my belly. “Did he hurt you?”“What?”“That bastard, Henry. Did he put his hands on you?”My blood runs cold. “Uh… no. Why would you ask me that?”“Don’t lie to me, Amani. I saw you crying when I walked in.”I force myself to hold his gaze, despite the exhaustion in my limbs and the dread in my bones. I don’t want Bhyron getting involved in whatever issues I’ve got with Henry. Things could get incredibly messy.I clear my throat, deciding to change the subject; “why did you save me?”Bhyron’s eyes darken dangerou
Last Updated : 2024-09-09After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 022 — THE REAL CULPRITS.
AMANI“Okay, Aunt, how much have we lost?”It’s been four hours since Bhyron was taken to the police station and I'm currently getting ready to be discharged from the hospital. Aunt Ophelia has been acting weird ever since. By weird, I mean she’s been sending me weird glances.She heaves the one hundredth long sigh and I finally give in with an eye roll.“Okay, Aunt. What’s wrong?”She doesn’t even hesitate.“Don’t you think you were too hasty to accuse Bhyron of causing the fire? You should’ve seen him yesterday. The man damn near lost his mind. He was genuinely worried about you. Look, Amani, you know I’d always be on your side, but I really think you went too far this time.”My heart twinges painfully. “Bhyron was worried about me?” I whisper in disbelief.“Of course! If I didn’t see it with my own two eyes, I would never have believed it. He was scared to death. I think he really cares about you.”I shake off the fireworks erupting in my chest and lift my chin, staring her down;
Last Updated : 2024-09-09After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 023 — FIVE HUNDRED THOUSAND DOLLARS
AMANII’m convinced that Aunt Ophelia is currently the weapon fashioned against me that’s starting to prosper.Don’t get me wrong, I love my aunt to DEATH, but she’s done nothing but get me into one trouble or the other these past few days.After Duke announced that I was supposed to sign Bhyron’s bail papers by myself, Aunt Ophelia tried to follow us to the police station but he responded, and I quote;“I don’t think it would be a good idea for you to come along, Mrs. Ophelia. Bhyron only asked for Amani, but I assure you that I’ll drop her off right at your doorstep when she’s done.”That was supposed to be an assurance, but believe me when I say there was nothing assuring about his dark, deadly tone.My heart is on the verge of beating out of my ribcage as he leads us to a big ass SUV parked beside Aunt Ophelia’s pitiful Corolla. Even the driver who holds the door open for me looks scary as hell with the scar that slashes all the way across his left cheek.The ride to the police st
Last Updated : 2024-09-10After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 024 — THE RICHEST OF THE RICH
AMANII do the math really quick.I have one thousand dollars in my savings account and another two thousand in a checking account, making it three thousand dollars.I lift my chin, hold Bhyron’s gaze and whisper; “will you accept a three thousand dollar deposit?”His eyes narrow on me, warm and electrifying; “no.”Dang.“What does taking care of you entail exactly?”“You’ll find out when we get there.” His voice is deep and soft, and holds the promise of something wicked.I’m well aware that his mother and siblings are still staring at me like I fell from the sky. Without saying a word to them, Bhyron turns to Duke;“Please ask the driver to bring the car around. I’d like to leave now.”Brielle runs to his side; “Bhyron, are you sure you’re okay? I can take care of you if you want.”Bhyron smiles at her affectionately and pats her hair; “I’ll be fine, bed hair. I’ll call you later, okay?”I don’t even know what I find most surprising: the fact that Bhyron still calls his sister “bed
Last Updated : 2024-09-12After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 025 — THE HOPE FORTRESS
AMANII’m beginning to realize that there’s a very powerful connection between hatred and sexual tension. Because if there wasn’t, why would I hate this man with all my heart and still want to suck his dick like a lollipop while he does very immoral things to my body?Bhyron’s request hangs in the air between us like a forbidden fruit, silently begging one of us to reach forward and pluck it.He wants me. I can see the burning desire in his eyes. And I want him, too. My sex literally throbs with need.Ten heartbeat later, the car rolls to a stop and the driver’s voice snaps me out of me sexually induced reverie.“We’re here, sir.”I look away, clearing my throat as if that would miraculously rid my mind of dirty thoughts.The tension in the car is so hot, so thick, it makes it almost impossible to breathe. Acting without thought, I grab the handle and pull my side of the door open. I’m about to step out when Bhyron’s voice has me freezing in my tracks; “Don’t move.”I look at him ove
Last Updated : 2024-09-12After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 026 — THE ONYX BATHTUB
AMANI“Tonight, you stay with me…”I don’t know why those words have my hackles rising, but they do. I sink into the sofa and close my eyes, suddenly feeling exhausted. I don’t have the strength to argue with Bhyron Macaulay right now. One thing is certain. Once I’m done with whatever he wants me to do, I’m leaving. I don’t care if I have to limp all the way home.My eyes are still firmly shut when my vision suddenly darkens. They fly open and the sight above me has my mouth filling with saliva and my sex clenching in desperate response.Bhyron stands there, completely naked from the chest up. I swallow thickly as my eyes travel over his thick biceps, broad chest and perfectly chiseled abs. But what really draws my attention is the tiny wink of silver that glints on his left nipple.Bhyron Macaulay has a nipple piercing! Now why does that look so incredibly hot? His body is a sculptor’s dream. Coupled with that piercing, I’m sure he’s made countless women come without even trying.
Last Updated : 2024-09-13After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 027 — INTO THE ARMS OF A DEVIL
AMANIWhen I finally recover from my shock, I try to climb out of the bathtub but Bhyron chooses that moment to thrust upwards. His naked cock rubs against my throbbing core and I freeze, shivers of shocked pleasure skittering up my spine.Dang. I’m cooked. “Where do you think you’re going?” His deep baritone filters into my senses.I meet his gaze head on, trying not to let my traitorous vagina overrule my ability to think.“And what the hell do you think you’re doing?”He has the audacity to lift a brow, acting all confused and innocent.“What are you talking about?”Annoyance kicks in. “Oh, don’t you dare pretend like you don’t know. Why are you naked? When did you take your briefs off?”“While you were taking off your jeans.” He deadpans proudly, his eyes glinting with seriousness.I huff. “That was not the deal, Mr. Macaulay. You agreed to keep your briefs on.”“I never agreed to any such thing. It’s all in your head.” I try to argue but pause when I realize that he’s right. He
Last Updated : 2024-09-15
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After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 133 — BLOODY BHYRON
AMANIJay walks away with the phone pressed against his ear and I slump against the wall. A dejected sigh escapes my lips as I shove a lock of hair from my eyes. I can feel the tiny vein on my forehead persistently throb. This day started off on a bad note and now, it’s only getting worse. Except for Aunt Ophelia’s tiny sniffles, the room is deathly silent. She doesn’t attempt to talk to me and for that, I’m truly grateful. I don’t think I’ve got the energy for human interactions at the moment. I need a moment to think, to regroup. I stand upright three minutes later when Jay returns. Judging from the pinched frown on his face, he’s not happy.“Jay…”“Ma’am, the boss has ordered that I take you back to the Hope Fortress immediately.”“What? Why?”“He didn’t state his reasons.” That’s a big lie and I know it. He knows the reason.I take a step closer to him, holding his calm gaze. “You’re lying, Jay. Something happened and I need you to tell me the truth. What’s going on? Where’s Bh
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 132 — SHOCKING DISCOVERIES
AMANIThe past ten minutes have been nothing short of a roller coaster of emotions. I wrap my arms around myself, shivering as I pace Aunt Ophelia’s sitting room. The documents and pictures are scattered on a table before her while she continues to cry her eyes out. Thankfully, Zuri is holding her back from touching me. I might just freak out if she does.“Why don’t you stop crying and tell me what I need to know, aunt?” I ask for the umpteenth time. “Why were you hiding photos of a woman who looks exactly like me in your pantry? Why were you hiding positive DNA test results?” I pause, holding her watery stare; “and while you’re at it, tell me why you borrowed nine hundred thousand dollars from the Gunam brothers after Bhyron paid off our debts.”Her expression slacks and she slowly rises to her feet. “How did you know about the debt?”My hackles have been rising for the past few seconds and right now, they’re ready to snap.“I was almost raped because of that debt, Aunt Ophelia!” I
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 131 — WHO IS THIS, AUNT…?!!
AMANII’m a moving mass of nerves as Aunt Ophelia continues to fawn over me, her entire face etched with anxiety.“Are you okay? I called to speak to you yesterday but Bhyron said you were sick. What happened? Are you hungry? What did you eat today?”I sit on the sofa, lips firmly pressed together and twiddling my thumbs when all I want to do is scream that she stops pretending.When she touches my arm, I finally snap. I jerk to my feet and Aunt Ophelia goes stumbling backwards, her eyes widening in shock.Guilt burns in my veins and an apology sits in my throat like a rock. No matter how hard I try, I can’t seem to get the words out.“Amani. Are you okay? D-did I do something wrong?”My eyes dart to Zuri, silently pleading for help. Thankfully, she steps in;“Aunt, I don’t think Amani is feeling very well at the moment. Why don’t we…?”“I feel a bit nauseous.” I cut in. “I’ll just… go to the bathroom.”Aunt Ophelia frowns but I turn around and make a run for it before she can ask any
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 130 — THE ONLY REASON HE’S STILL SANE
BHYRON“…I wish you would just crawl into a hole somewhere and die.”“…I wish you were dead.”“…I curse the day you were born.”These are words I’ve heard constantly from my own mother, father, brother and cousins. But I learned from a young age that I needed to become thick skinned if I wanted to survive on the harsh streets of New York. I learned that even family can betray you. Mine have stabbed me in the back several times. A lot of outsiders have also wished me death — co-workers, rivals, competitors… but none hit as hard as when Amani looked me in the eyes and said those words.I’ve been broken, battered, burnt and even beaten, but none of that can be compared to the acidic pain that seared my heart two hours ago.It’s been two hours and I’ve done everything I can to forget. I threw myself into meetings, met a couple of investors and concluded plans for the expansion of La Marièe. But the ache in my chest only keeps growing. It can’t be ignored. “…La Marièe’s profits keep exce
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 129 — UGLY, UGLY WORDS
AMANII can hear Zuri scream behind me as Bhyron carries me to his office without a care in the world. Just before he walks inside, he stops at the doorway and looks over his shoulder;“Duncan, keep Miss Bentham away from this area. I don’t need any distractions.”What? “Don’t you dare touch me…!” Zuri yells. Unfortunately, her voice is muffled a second later when Bhyron slams the door, shutting us inside his soundproof office.“You can let me go now. There’s no need for this.” I say through clench teeth, struggling in his hold.He clamps his tree trunk arms around my waist and plops me on his sturdy glass desk. Before I can slide off and make a quick escape, Bhyron shoves my thighs apart and steps between them. He plants his palms on the desk, trapping me against his chest.“Where do you think you’re going?” He growls.The angry, wounded goddess inside of me desperately wants to ignore him or just yell in his face, but my problems won’t go away if I keep acting irrational.So I tak
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 128 — GRUMPY BHYRON
AMANI“Are you sure about this?” Zuri asks, biting her lips nervously as I zip up my jacket.“Yes, I am. Before I do anything, I need to find out why Aunt Ophelia borrowed that money. I need closure.” I walk into the closet and look around, taking in the designer bags sitting pretty on the shelves. I need a sling bag for my phone and stuff but I’ll be damned if I use anything Bhyron bought with his money. In the end, I heave a big ‘ole sigh and walk back out the way I came in. “I understand that. But after everything that happened, do you really think he’d let you go anywhere? That man is…”“…mad possessive, I know.” The thought of the kiss we shared a few minutes ago still sends shivers down my spine. “But I need to try. My plan starts tomorrow. I need to see Aunt Zuri today. Are you coming?”“Amani…”“He doesn’t have to know. I’ll just inform Duncan then slip out. I’ll be back before anyone even notices.”Zuri looks indecisive for a split second. Then she stomps her feet and shrugs
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 127 — MINE, FOREVER…
BHYRONAmani is deliberately trying to get on my last nerve and it takes all my willpower to force myself to remain in the bedroom when all I want to do is pay a visit to the wet bar and drink myself to sleep.I promised to be gentle with her. I promised not to hurt her, but right now, I’m feeling particularly violent. Her words are meant to hurt and they do. I hate that she’s trying so hard to push me away when all I want to do is comfort her.I despise the hatred that burns in her eyes for me. I used to find the stubborn tilt of her chin adorable as hell but now, I know it comes from a place of real hurt and hatred. And I hate it. So instead of leaving like every single fucking cell in my body tells me to do, I stalk in her direction and don’t stop until I’m hovering over her. This close, I can see the orange flames that burn in the depth of her chocolate eyes.She frowns and my heart twists painfully in response. This woman has zero idea that she holds my life in her hands. She d
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 126 — PAIN AND PLEASURE
AMANIA sliver of hurt flashes across Bhyron’s expression. For the next three seconds, my bitter words hang between us, fueling the explosive electricity that lingers in the air.My heart twists with a hint of guilt but I harden my jaw and hold his gaze. I want to hurt him. I want him to feel even the tiniest percent of the pain that’s currently festering in my heart.I can’t beat him up, so I’ll just use my words.“What are you waiting for?” I taunt, thrusting my hips against his. “Move! Hurry up! Fuck me and leave.”His eyes are currently the darkest I’ve ever seen, filled with anger and something else. Something even more disturbing.I fully expect him to climb off of me and leave in a fit of rage. However, Bhyron’s cock grows even harder and he pins me against the bed with ruthlessness in his eyes.Icy fear crawls up my throat as he leans over me, dragging his tongue and teeth across my chest.“Is this what you want?” He growls, slipping one of my nipples into his mouth and suckin
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 125 — CRAZY AMANI
AMANIFear is the only emotion that clouds my senses when Bhyron snags me against his chest. Fear and the irrational need to escape.I don’t pause. I don’t let myself think. I just fight.I kick and buck and struggle against Bhyron’s fierce grip, desperate for freedom.“Let go of me! Let gooo!!”I aim for his shin but he’s bigger and faster. Bhyron swings me into his arms, bridal style, and lifts me towards the bed like I weigh nothing. The same bed he threw my best friend like she was nothing but a sack of potatoes.Unlike what he did with Zuri, he lays me gently against the pillows. Thinking I have a chance to escape, I try to roll off but a startled squeak escapes me when Bhyron climbs in, laying his entire body’s weight on top of me.I freeze, trying to scream but unable to speak past the lump in my throat. Horrifying images of being strangled or suffocated to death with a pillow has my veins thrumming with fear.Is this it? Has he finally decided to kill me and take his revenge?
