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After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 045 — PUTTING SHARON IN HER PLACE.
AMANII’m walking through the entrance of Imperial Couture some thirty minutes later because Sharon has refused to answer my calls and I’m not about to play these games with her.“Ma’am, do you have an appointment?”“No, I don’t.” I repeat for the umpteenth time. “I’m telling you that your boss transferred forty million dollars into my bank account thirty minutes ago. I’ve shown you the evidence. I need explanations.”Sharon’s receptionist has been wasting my time for ten minutes now. “Okay, ma’am. Hold on while I confirm from the accountant.”That does it.The moment she turns away, I slip past her and hurry into the elevator as fast as my legs can carry me.“Hey, ma’am! I never said you could go in!” She yells, just as the doors slide shut.I’m becoming quite skilled at this hide and seek game. Good for me.By the time I arrive at Sharon’s office, I’m almost out of breath. I did not have the time to pay attention to my outfit today, so I’m dressed in a flannel shirt, joggers and s
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 46 — SEX ON LEGS
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
After 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
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 48 — A PRANK ON THE BODYGUARD
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.
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 49 — THE PLOT THICKENNETH!!
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
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 50 — HE’S INNOCENT…!!
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
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 51 — TEMPERS BREWING, PANIC FLYING…
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
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 52 — PLAY MAD GAMES, GET CRAZY RESULTS…
AMANI At sixty-nine, Mr. Ayutthaya is a gorgeous man. Asides his toned physique, his head full of long gray hair and charming blue eyes add sparkles to his overall Lord-of-the-underworld appearance. If he wasn’t married and head-over-heels in love with his wife, he could still pull any type of woman he wanted. He’s married and going on eighty, but girls still trip over themselves just to get his attention.Asides his beauty, Mr. Ayutthaya is extremely authoritative. He’s the only man, aside from Duke, that I’ve ever seen Bhyron accord a lot of respect to.He’s the founder of Alice Global, an international pharmaceutical conglomerate that specializes in the discovery of new cancer treatments, which he named after his wife. Right now, he looks at me with those piercing blue eyes and I feel my insides slowly melt to goo.“Amani. My child.” His voice is low and filled with strangled emotion. I haven’t seen his eyes look this soft in a long while. I’m suddenly assailed with painful me
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After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 93 — GRIEF
AMANII hear someone scream in the distance, a high pitched, bloodcurdling scream that has my toes curling with horror. It takes me three seconds to realize that the scream comes from me.“B-Bhyron…” I stutter, trying to draw his attention to the dead woman. “Bhyron, look…” My eyes are frozen on her beautiful, lifeless face. I cannot even bring myself to cry. “Are you okay…?” Bhyron turns around. The moment he stiffens above me, I know he’s seen her. The violent switch in his expression from worried to fearful is absolutely traumatizing to watch.“Grandma? Grandma!!”Bullets are still flying but he tries to crawl off me towards grandma Alice. Without thinking, I wrap my arms around him and hold him tight. “Let go! I need to check on grandma. Let go of me!” The pure, raw pain in his voice breaks the dam that holds my tears and they come flooding down my cheeks in torrents. I shake my head and hold on tighter, even when my arms and legs start to hurt from his violent struggling.“N
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 92 — THE WEDDING DISASTER…!
“Have you perhaps forgotten the terms of our deal?” I ask through gritted teeth exactly ten minutes later as Bhyron expertly spins me on the dance floor.He looks down at me, his eyes gleaming with disinterest as he asks; “what deal?”I’m a second away from bashing his head in, God help me.“This marriage is only supposed to last two years. It’s in the contract. You can’t go around saying stuff you don’t mean to grandma. It’ll be even harder for us to separate if you get her hopes up like this. The song suddenly changes and Ed Sheeran’s “Perfect” slowly filters through the speakers, making the entire atmosphere appear even more romantic.My heart tightens as Bhyron presses me harder against his chest, giving me the full impact of those bright blue orbs. He leans closer and I stiffen in awareness as his hot lips brush my ears. When he speaks, his warm breath flows down my neck and I tremble in his grasp.“You should know by now, Little Caramel, that I’m a man of my word.” His voice is
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 91 — FINALLY HITCHED
AMAYAEvery bride is always excited to see her groom on their wedding day. But the only emotion that flows through my veins right now is nervousness.Instead of staring at my groom with love in my eyes, I keep my gaze firmly trained on the guests as I walk down the semi-long aisle with grandpa by my side.While some of the men look back at me with genuine happiness and awe, I can’t say the same about the ladies. Most of them are young, about my age. The only people I recognize in the sea of faces are Sharon, her sister and Brielle. The rest are strangers. The ladies do not bother hiding their smirks and tiny frowns of jealousy and displeasure as I walk past. They’re all upset that New York City’s most gorgeous bachelor is going off the market… and I’m the reason for that.If only they knew the battle of confusion that currently brews in my heart. I would gladly exchange myself with any of these women in a heartbeat.“Remember, Amani,” grandpa whispers gruffly, snapping me to the pres
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
