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022 — THE REAL CULPRITS.
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After 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 : 2024-09-15After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 028 — CUCUMBER AND PLEASURE.
WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SEXUAL ACTIVITIES THAT ARE NOT PARTICULARLY NORMAL. ***AMANIOf all the things I expected Bhyron to bring, a cucumber was at the bottom of the list. In fact, it wasn’t even on the list to begin with.“What are you going to do with that thing?” I ask, my limbs burning with nervousness and curiosity.He pauses and looks at me with a hooded gaze; “oh, this? You’ll see.”It’s official. I’m crazy. Because why am I not shouting and screaming to be set free? Why on earth am I still lying there like a docile little lamb being led to the slaughter?I’m still a married woman for goodness sakes!Bhyron stalks in my direction and goes on his knees between my spread thighs. He trails the tips of his fingers over the sensitive skin of my inner thighs and my head falls back, my lips parting in a tiny moan.“I’m going to eat you out now.” He announces in a soft tone. “I hope you’re ready for me…”Without waiting for my response, Bhyron buries his head between my thig
Last Updated : 2024-09-15After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 029 — MORNING AFTER REGRET
AMANI I wake up and the first thought that crosses my mind is “dang, this bed is comfortable as hell.” The second thought is; “fuck, I’m so sore.” And I’m not even joking. My thighs and crotch hurt like I was involved in some kind of heavy labour the previous night. My eyes slowly flutter open and for the next ten seconds, I stare at the bright white ceiling and luxurious chandelier, wondering where the fuck I am. “Dang, my head hurts.” I mutter into the quiet room as I struggle to sit up. The moment I sight the luxurious decor and floor-to-ceiling curtains, all my memories come rushing back like a goddamn geyser. Giving Bhyron a bath. Stupidly taking off my pants. Letting him kiss me. Bhyron cuffing me to his gym equipment. Bhyron… fucking me with a cucumber. My cheeks heat and redden like a roasted tomato. I bury my face in my palm and let out a long, muffled groan. Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! I’m so so stupid. “You’re a foolish, foolish girl, Amani.” I mutte
Last Updated : 2024-09-17After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 030 — THE GRAVE
AMANIIt takes me about ten seconds to realize that this isn’t a kitchen. It’s a… studio? Production house?The room is decorated like a kitchen with all the fancy cooking equipment, shiny countertops, the big ass refrigerator and of course, the food that’s simmering on the stove. But there are cameras everywhere. And lighting equipment. And two men who appear to be studio professionals.But that isn’t why my mouth dropped open in awe. Behind the stovetop is Bhyron. A black apron with the inscription; “More cooking, less brawn” is tied around his waist to protect his crisp white shirt from food stains. His hair is slicked back and tied out of the way in a ponytail, and wait for it… he’s stirring the pot of stew on the stove and saying something to the cameras.And then, the big shocking surprise. There’s a woman by his side. And she’s none other than Sharon Armstrong. She looks nothing less than perfect, as usual. Her dark hair is also tied in a ponytail, like Bhyron’s, and she has a
Last Updated : 2024-09-18
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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?
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 124 — THE MONSTER WITHIN HIM
BHYRON“…your presence irritates me…” Those fiercely muttered words burn through my heart like acid. For a moment, I freeze up and just stare at her, hoping she’d tell me that this is all a joke.But the only emotions in Amani’s eyes are anger and annoyance. She really meant what she said. The realization is like a blow to my stomach.I shut my eyes for a second, temporarily at war with myself. Should I just get up and leave or should I keep trying to reason with her?But even as I ask myself that question, I already know the answer. I’m not leaving. Amani can call me names from the pits of hell and try as hard as she can to push me away, but it’s not happening. I won’t go away. Not anymore.So I grit my teeth and steel my heart against the influx of hurtful words I know she still has in store for me.“What are you still doing here?! I asked you to leave.”I grit my teeth and lift a hand to grab her flailing arm. Maybe she’ll return to her senses if I touch her. Maybe she’ll recogniz
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 123 — AWAKE AND REBELLIOUS
BHYRONOne of my sex workers at La Marièe almost got assaulted by a client tonight. She raised an alarm and the entire situation spiralled out of control within seconds. The news somehow travelled to the guests downstairs and the cops got involved.I spent the past four hours trying to stop La Marièe from getting closed down because of an issue that could’ve been handled with better care. Now I’m exhausted and all I want is to hold Amani and go to sleep.After taking a quick shower, I don boxers and climb into the huge bed, pulling Amani into my arms and cuddling her against my chest. She lets out a soft mewling sound that tugs at my heartstrings but settles down quickly, wrapping her arms around my middle.I’m enveloped in her scent, swathed in the softness of her skin and there’s nowhere else on this goddamn earth that I’d rather be.I’d love nothing but to shut my eyes and let sleep take me, but deep down, I know I cannot afford such luxury. I know the darkness will come… and so wi
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 122 — FOR A WIFE TO TRUST HER HUSBAND…
BHYRONRamiel looks exactly like he does in the few pictures I’ve seen — angelic. Glowing.He’s dressed all in white just like I expected. A pure white African Kaftan covers his broad shoulders, flowing all the way to his ankles. His shiny blonde hair is perfectly styled and bounces on his shoulders as he walks towards us.When he gets within talking distance, I rise from my seat and Duke follows suit. Besides my grandfather, I never rise to greet anyone whether they come to meet me or I go to meet them. The thought of my old man sends a sliver of choking pain through my guts.But there’s something about Ramiel Castello. Maybe it’s those piercing blue eyes or the invisible glowing ring above his head, but I feel like I’m in the presence of royalty. “I never thought a day would come when the Bhyron Macaulay would ask to see me.” He says graciously, motioning for us to take our seats.Not one to mince words or waste time, I decide to go straight to the point.“Well, I’m sure you alread
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 121 — TENSION, CONFUSION…
BHYRONFinally, after twenty-five gruelling minutes, we arrive at the luxurious five-star hotel. The moment my driver opens the door and I climb off the car, my nerves twist violently as a strange sensation fleets through my heart.Silently, I turn to Duke and find him surveying our surroundings, forehead knotted in a frown.“You feel it, too?” I ask when he comes to stand by my side.“Yes. There’s something very wrong about this place. It gives me the ick.”The Crystal City Hotel is one of the most successful hotel chains in New York. Owned by a renowned Mexican businessman, the towering high rise boasts of modern, world-class amenities that are hard to find in any other hotels in the city, including expertly programmed robots instead of human attendants and complimentary self-driving cars for high-paying clients.To the ordinary eye, everything seems perfect. But to Duke and I, something is wrong.Wait…“Bhyron, take a look at the cars. Notice anything strange?”There are five iden
