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043 — THE MARRIAGE CONTRACT
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AMANIDid Sharon apologize to me? Yes, she did.Was I shocked to my bone marrow? Yes, I was.Did Bhyron refund her money? Yes, he had his accountant transfer eighty million dollars to Sharon’s bank account right in front of me.I know she only apologized to get herself into Bhyron’s good books after the horrible statement she made, but an apology is an apology. I’ll take it.Even after he announced our marriage, it’s obvious that Sharon still believes she has a chance with Bhyron. If her harsh glare did not confirm my suspicions, the manner in which she persistently clung to him while I was still seated right there, pretty much did.Right now, I’m seated in the backseat of Bhyron’s Roll Royce, staring straight out the window and trying to forget there’s a dark god seated next to me while being driven home.“We need to talk about your choice of clothing.” His dark tone suddenly shatters the calm atmosphere.Surprised, I turn to find him staring at me. He was working on his iPad just a
Last Updated : 2024-10-03After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 47 — ORDERS AND DISOBEDIENCE…
AMANITHAT EVENING…Zuri and I are in Aunt Ophelia’s townhouse and I’m contemplating if I should paint her toenails red or blue when my phone suddenly rings.I pick it up and glance at the caller ID.“Who is it?” Zuri groans, ever in my business.“A strange number.”“Well, answer it.” She says impatiently.I roll my eyes at her and answer the phone, putting it on speaker phone to satisfy my best friend’s ever increasing curiosity.“Hello?”“Miss Amani. This is Jay.”Zuri and I exchange frowns.“Jay? As in Bhyron Macaulay’s bodyguard, Jay?”“Yes, ma’am. I’ve been directed by the boss to inform you to get ready to travel to New Jersey. You’re expected to leave with the boss this evening.”Zuri and I exchange glances once again. This time, we’re blinking in shock.“What did you say? Where’s your boss? I want to speak with him.”“Mr. Macaulay is currently in a meeting. He expects you to be ready by seven PM. He’ll come over to Mrs. Ophelia’s residence to pick you up personally.”My blood
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AMANIHas life ever happened to you so fast, you begin to wonder if you’d offended some water goddess or mystical creature that controls your fate?That’s exactly how I feel right now.Who would’ve thought that the once calm evening filled with the delicious aroma of Aunt Ophelia’s pot roast would turn into a night of screams and bondage? Definitely not me.Ten seconds after Bhyron bundles me into his car, Aunt Ophelia and Zuri are shoved inside right after me. We all looked shocked as hell. If our situation wasn’t dead serious, Zuri and I would be dissolving in confused laughter.“What’s going on?” Aunt Ophelia asks, staring at me. “I was woken from sleep by some strange man who claims to work for Bhyron. What’s happening? Where are they taking us?”Guilt eats at my heartstrings. I reach across Zuri’s twitching body and take Aunt Ophelia’s hand in mine; “I’m so sorry, aunt. Bhyron is behind this. I promise I’ll handle it.”I lean back, about to open my door when Zuri grabs my arm.
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BHYRONAdrenaline courses through my veins as I glare at the writhing man on the floor, blood running down my arms in tiny, satisfying rivulets. This is the part of my job that I detest the most…but also the part I cannot live without. Duke stands beside me, looking spick and span like he always does during operations like these, scrolling through his iPad. His shirt is still pure fucking white. His suit is unstained. His shoes are not splattered with blood. Let’s just say he’s the complete opposite of me.After the age of twenty, Duke had vowed never to take another human’s life. Today, he only works behind the scenes, making sure all the technical aspects of this job are aligned for a smooth operation. We both have very dark pasts. We both suffer from PTSD, but we handle it differently.Jay currently squats on his haunches beside the rapidly bleeding man, the dagger which he used to slice off all of the bastard’s left fingers firmly in his grip.“Do you still refuse to give us the
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BHYRONIt’s been three hours. Three fucking hours since Amani’s car went missing and I can swear I’m on the verge of losing my goddamn mind.“Have you been able to track them down?” I ask Duke for the one thousandth time. “No. The signal on Mario’s car is disrupted. I think the tracker has been tampered with.” My chest squeezes with an emotion I refuse to name. Panic tries to bubble up my throat but I tamp it down.Deep inside of me, I register that if they’d simply gone off course, they would’ve arrived at The Nirvana by now. I asked my men to call me if they arrived. I’ve checked the phone in my grip for hours, still no call.Missing person reports usually go out twenty four hours after a person has been declared missing, but Duke and I called in some favours and now, Amani, Zuri and Aunt Ophelia’s pictures have been sent to every single county police’s database.I try to ignore the sharp, icy feeling that sits in my chest, but the darkness in my brain refuses to cooperate. With e
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AMANIPain. Explosive, unimaginable pain. That’s what I expected to feel. But I blink my eyes open three seconds later to realize I don’t feel hurt at all. The only reminder that I’ve just been hit by a man thrice my size is the fierce throbbing of my left cheek and my whirling brain. Asides that, I feel perfectly fine.“Amani! Sweetheart, are you okay?” Aunt Ophelia’s voice is filled with panic as she hurries towards me. She falls on her knees beside me and pulls me against her chest;“Oh, my love. What did he do to you?”Meanwhile, Zuri is giving Costello a piece of her mind;“How dare you touch her?! Now, look, she’s hurt. If Bhyron doesn’t kill you, you better watch your back ‘cause I will not hesitate to strangle you myself.”Costello lowers his head to the ground, looking completely horrified; “I’m so sorry, Miss Bentham. Please, forgive me. It was a mistake. I didn’t mean to hurt the boss’ fiancée.”While Zuri and Costello are arguing, I notice one of the security guards edgin
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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
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 120 — THE GUARDIAN ANGEL
Starting now, I’m going to try to make this story as fast paced as possible so buckle up, readers!A lot of secrets will be revealed, characters will die, characters will be betrayed and in the end, the truth will finally be revealed.***BHYRONMy shoulders are already stiff and thrumming with tension when I arrive at the sitting room. I feel a presence behind me and turn to find Duncan a few feet away, hands tightly clasped at his back.“Return to the room and keep watch. I need you to pay special attention to Zuri. Make sure the door is open at all times and she doesn’t say or do anything fishy to my wife.”He bows. “Yes, boss.”He’s just about to leave when I stop him.“Can I trust you this time, Duncan? Will you fail me again?”He lifts his head and holds my gaze. There’s no iota of fear in his eyes. Just confidence and respect.“Last night was a stupid mistake, boss. I assure you that it will never happen again.”Three seconds tick by, heavy with mistrust, then I nod and step ba
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 119 — EXPLOSIVE EMOTIONS
AMANIMy eyes are firmly shut as I thrash around on the bed in search of my anchor, in search of my source of strength. But he’s not here. He’s gone. I know he is. When he was here, the piercing pain in my heart had reduced to a dull throb. The dirty, contaminated feeling that tainted my soul stayed far away, too scared of his darkness to come close. The heavy feeling in my limbs had disappeared, too. When he was here, he protected me. He shielded me from Antonio’s grubby hands. But now that he’s gone, I’m being bombarded with everything at once. The excruciating discomfort is back. My demons have returned to attack me and he’s not here to fight them off.I can hear voices in the distance and even though I’m clutched in the throes of a horrible nightmare, I still call out for him. I need him. I listen carefully, hoping I hear his voice, hoping he comes back for me.When the pain becomes unbearable, I curl into myself and hot tears slip past my tightly shut eyelids. My soul takes a
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 118 — FEVERISH NIGHTS…
BHYRONI hear Amani’s screams from down the hall and it tears through my soul like a fiery blade. I run blindly and don’t stop until I’m storming into the master bedroom. The sight that greets me shatters my nonexistent heart to pieces.Amani is writhing and shaking in bed. The once perfectly laid sheets pool around her legs and arms, evidence of her distraught.Without uttering a word and driven by an urgency that makes my blood boil, I take off my shoes and climb into the bed with her, pulling her trembling body flush against my chest. Her eyes are firmly shut but the second I touch her, tears still manage to leak through.The sight of her wet cheeks unravels an animalistic intensity inside of me, but I have to tame it and take care of my baby. Amani is my only priority. She’s more important than even my darkness. “Bhyron…” she whimpers, clinging onto me like a baby monkey. “It hurts. It hurts so much. I can’t take it anymore. Please, make it stop.”I hug her fiercely and kiss her
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 117 — THE DARKNESS CALLED BHYRON MACAULAY
WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS DELICATE TOPICS LIKE SEXUAL ASSAULT AND SELF HARM. PLEASE REFRAIN IF YOU’RE TRIGGERED BY SUCH TOPICS.***AMANII’m hallucinating. I’m sure of it. I’ve been hallucinating for the past hour.One moment I was lying on the grimy floors of the phone booth, thinking I’d never get to see Zuri again and the next, an Angel appeared right in front of me.I looked up at him dazed and confused, blinded by the sheer beauty of his bright, golden air and pure white shirt. Even now, I can still remember the unique colour of his eyes — silver and narrowed, while his head shook with pity as he looked down on me.“Are you Angel?” I ask, my voice weak and barely audible.“Yes, I am. What would you like me to do for you?”A real Angel?! What a treat. Or maybe I was hallucinating.“Take me home, please.” I begged, wrapping my arms tightly around my middle. “I’m so cold. I think I’m freezing.”“Your wish is my command, princess.”Without uttering another word, the Angel swept
