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After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 104 — HOT, SCORCHING PLEASURE
AMANI Pain shoots through my ass and vibrates through my entire body as Bhyron continuously smacks me with his whips. I grip the sheets with trembling fingers and bury my face in the bed, trying to keep still and stop my tears from falling. Smack! Smack!! Smack!!! Each lash feels more painful than the last, but after Bhyron stops for a few seconds, I feel a tingle of arousal deep in my cunt. Pleasure builds like a slow boiling ring in the pit of my stomach and my pussy clenches in response. I feel the bed depress with his weight as he climbs into it. What’s he up to now? “Lift your ass in the air, baby girl.” He whispers in that husky, seductive voice that never fails to make me cream. I obey instantly. My heart thumps wildly and the atmosphere in the room is suffused with sexual tension as the whooshing sound of the whip rents the air once again. “Unghh, fuckkk!!” I whimper when it lands on my ass two more times. Who knew that pain could be so pleasurable? Bhyron pau
Last Updated : 2024-11-30After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 105 — SHE’S AN ANGRY DIVA
The previous chapter has been corrected. Please read it before proceeding with this one***AMANII swear to the fictional moon goddess in Zuri’s romance novels that it would’ve hurt less if Bhyron had just belted me across the face with a spatula. I can feel my heart slowly become cold and stiff when he walks out of the room without looking back.“I won’t be back tonight. Or tomorrow night. Don’t bother waiting up.” Then he’s gone.I’m fully naked, my body is still warm and throbbing after he literally fucked me raw and he has the effrontery to mention that bitch’s name?I shut my eyes and grab fistfuls of the soft, Egyptian blankets while struggling to regulate my emotions. First, an overwhelming sense of shame and regret settles on my shoulders as memories of how I screamed and encouraged Bhyron to fuck me harder invade my jumbled mind.Next, is exhaustion. And it's closely followed by anger. Raw, fiery anger blasts through my veins, momentarily shattering every other weak emotion
Last Updated : 2024-12-05After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 106 — DEVIOUS PLOTS FROM DEVIOUS MINDS.
AMANIZuri leaps to her feet and starts pacing the room, her fingers tightly clenched by her sides. She’s slowly slipping into commando mode. I can tell by the ramrod straightness of her shoulders. Finally, she turns to me and heaves a deep, serious sigh. “Okay, then. I’ll help you. But we need a solid plan.” My eyes widen in shock. “Really?”I just informed this woman that I plan on running away and she’s already up and ready to help. I don’t deserve her.She shrugs. “What’s with that shocked face? You know I’m your realest bitch, baby girl.” She flips her hair for an added bitchy effect. “I’d help you hide his body if you asked nicely.”I nod slowly, my lips twitching with a smile. “We’re not showcasing our serial killer skills just yet, Zuri. Calm down.”“Forget that.” She huffs, hurrying to my side. “Where do you plan on running to? What are you gonna do there?”Images of Bhyron’s cold face flashes in my mind and a pang of regret shoots through my chest.“I’m going to La Mariée
Last Updated : 2024-12-06After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 107 — SHOCKING REVELATIONS AT LA MARIÉE
AMANIThe grand entrance to La Mariée is heavily guarded just like I expected, and unfortunately, I do not have a solid plan on how I intend to get in.I survey my surroundings, taking in the new addition to security with a rapidly pounding heartbeat. The first night I came here, the only form of security was the doorman and two armed guards. Today, I can count at least fifteen armed guards all with similar dark scowls on their faces as they patrol the grounds.Shit! What to do? What to do?My planning skills only ended at how to escape The Hope Fortress. I left everything else to my guardian angels and they don’t seem to be of much help at the moment.I take a deep breath, about to try my luck when my phone rings. The sound alerts one of the guards and he turns, pinning me in place with fiery green eyes. My heart nearly stops beating.I retrieve my screaming phone from my pocket with shaky fingers and answer the call once I see Zuri’s name flashing across the screen.“Zuri…”“Girl, t
Last Updated : 2024-12-08After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 108 — INTENSE PAIN, HORRIBLE HEART BREAK
AMANIA gasp of shock slips past my lips and I slap a hand over my mouth to keep the sound inside. My world is tilting on its axis. The universe is falling apart and I’m trapped inside.An invisible, sharp, heated blade slices through my heart with a force that almost sends me to my knees. I’m shaking, my throat is closing up, my fingers are trembling. I can’t breathe. For a second, I have no idea how to react. My heart melted when Bhyron told me he couldn’t live without me just a few hours ago. Now he’s planning on throwing me back to the streets? He’s planning to hurt me?Sharon lets out a victorious chuckle. I’m sure she’s enjoying this.“How do you plan on taking your revenge? Her parents are dead now. She’s the only one left.”Summoning the last bit of courage I possess, I finally peer into the office. The sight that greets me sends a horrible blow through my chest.Bhyron is seated on his chair and Sharon is standing so close to him, she’s literally plastered against his should
Last Updated : 2024-12-08After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 109 — RAINY SKIES AND DARK DAYS
AMANII fell in love with Bhyron when I barely knew what love meant. But that turned out to be the worst mistake of my entire life because all he’s ever done is hurt me. Six years ago, he shattered my heart to pieces. Today, he pounded those broken, bloody pieces with a sledge hammer, crushing me to dust. There’s no similarity between the ice cold monster who spoke about hurting me without remorse in that office like I meant nothing and the young man who assured me that he could die for me when I was just nineteen.The old Bhyron loved me. He adored me.The old Bhyron made sure a teacher who almost sexually assaulted me in high school got beaten up beyond recognition.The old Bhyron threatened to sue the police force and the school if the teacher was not arrested. The old Bhyron walked hours in the rain to check on me after his father took his car away and I unexpectedly fell sick at midnight.The old Bhyron was young, but he would’ve killed anyone who dared to even look at me wron
Last Updated : 2024-12-09After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 110 — STOLEN FROM THE STREETS OF NEW YORK…
AMANI“I’m sorry, miss, but Mr. Ayutthaya is currently guarded by heavy security. Only immediate family members can see him.”Soaked to the bone, shivering and dripping water all over the reception of the New York General hospital, my frustration starts to get the best of me. I wrap my trembling arms around my middle, hoping to ward off most of the cold.My heart burns at the thought that I trekked all the way from La Mariée and now the nurse is saying I can’t see grandpa. My efforts cannot go to waste. “I’m an immediate family member.” I say hurriedly, my voice dripping with desperation. “My name is Amani Macaulay. I’m his grandson’s wife. We’re very close and…”The receptionist frowns; “did you say your name is Amani?”I nod quickly. “Yes, yes.”She lowers her head, her fingers flying over the keyboard. My stomach flips and twists with nerves. Suddenly, I can sense a horrible feeling unfurling in my chest. When the nurse looks up, her frown is deeper than before and I can tell she
Last Updated : 2024-12-10After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 111 — THE EERIE TWINS…
AMANIHunched over on my hands and knees on the smoothly carpeted floor of a luxurious car while two men who are most likely twice my size burn me to crisps with their eyes is not how I planned to spend the remainder of this horrible day.Slowly, I rise to my feet and sink into one of the seats opposite them, trying to cover up the icy fear that’s currently eating up my intestines like acid with a frown.I’m scared to death, I can’t think straight, but I sure as hell won’t let these big bad wolves eat me while I’m on the floor.The men are…twins? They have identical pitch black hair and fierce, wicked green eyes. Oh, and it doesn’t end there. They have on the exact same outfit — black leather jackets over a black shirt, black jeans and black boots. The silver glint of the expensive Rolex on both their wrists somehow adds to the ice-cold tension in the room. They’re even sitting alike, with their left legs crossed over the right one. Oh, and they’re gorgeous as hell. Although they b
Last Updated : 2024-12-12
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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
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 116 — I WILL KILL THEM ALL…
BHYRONIt’s been an hour. One full hour and my woman is still nowhere to be found. The mere thought of her cold and probably lying hurt somewhere sends pinpricks of pain through my heart. I haven’t been able to sit still. The penthouse is currently teeming with police officers and private investigators, but none of them have been able to say anything reasonable concerning Amani’s whereabouts. I’m giving them five more minutes to come up with something other than “we’re still searching.” If not, I’ll go out there and search for her myself. The fingers in my pockets are tightly clenched and it takes every ounce of self control I possess to stop myself from ripping the hair off my scalp. I feel like a bloody ticking bomb. One tiny mistake from anyone here and I’ll explode.“Sir, for the past thirty minutes, our men have tried their best to trace the call your wife made to Miss Zuri, but information reaching us is that the rain damaged some of the land lines and the signal is in shamble
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 115 — WHO IS REALLY AT FAULT???
BHYRONI arrive at the Hope Fortress for the second time to meet police cars parked on the grounds. My mood is too foul to speak to the cops right now and thankfully, they’re just leaving. I take the private elevator to my penthouse and try to appear as calm as possible while a bloody war is literally brewing in my veins. The second I step inside the brightly lit interior, I grab the first guard that I see, which, as luck would have it, happens to be Duncan.My vision is red and bloody with venomous rage as I slam him back first against the nearest wall, wrap both my hands around his throat and squeeze until his face is as red as a clown’s nose and he can barely speak. “Where is she?” I growl through clenched teeth. “I left my wife in your care for two hours, just two fucking hours, and she’s gone?! You have five minutes to provide her hale and hearty, otherwise, I’ll have you and your useless men slaughtered. That’s a fucking promise!” The atmosphere is thick and choking with tens
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 114 — BHYRON FINALLY KNOWS
AMANII’m not sure how long I’ve trekked in the freezing cold, but I’m exhausted, hungry and frustrated.I haven’t stopped crying and hiccuping since Antonio kicked me out of their car and I’m still struggling to come to terms with the fact that I was almost raped.Minutes pass by and my headache returns. Combined with body pain and blurry vision, all I want to do is give up, lie on the wet street and wait for help. But if I do that, I’d either freeze to death or get attacked again.So I keep pushing. I’m half naked and on the verge of exhaustion. I feel like I’d pass out and die in the next few minutes, but I keep pushing. I try to count the seconds and minutes in my hazy mind. By the time I come across a pay phone ten minutes later, I’m pretty sure my soul has left my body. I duck into the glass booth, glad to have a temporary reprieve from the rain. I can’t stay very long though. The area seems dangerous and there’s barely another human being out here.My mood gradually takes a n
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 113 — PLEASE, DON’T HURT ME…
WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SEXUALLY VIOLENT SCENES. PLEASE DO NOT CONTNUE IF YOU’RE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH SUCH SCENES…***AMANIMy head is ringing. My heart is thumping. My entire body is stiff and I can taste pain at the back of my throat, but none of those horrible feelings can be compared to the icy fingers of terror that grip my heart as Antonio slowly starts to caress my sex.My body goes completely stiff, hoping he’d be thrown off by my lack of response, but the exact opposite happens. Antonio keeps rubbing my sex, pressing his thumb against my clit and murmuring dirty words in my ear that make my skin crawl.“Relax, Mrs. Macaulay. Don’t pretend like you don’t like this. I’m sure your husband touches you this way every night after he’s done fucking the whores in his club. And I’m sure you enjoy it.”His words rip through my heart like a well-aimed arrow and my tears fall harder. I never imagined that Bhyron was still sleeping with other women. We never spoke about seeing other
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 112 — TRAPPED WITH THE PSYCHOTIC TWINS
AMANI For a split second, I vehemently choose to believe that that vile statement is the Gunam Brothers’ hilarious attempt at a joke. But the wicked gleam in Antonio Gunam’s eyes and the glint of desire as their gaze rove over my chest and jean-covered thighs alert my hazy mind that there’s nothing remotely hilarious about my situation. “W-wait… you want me to work as a sex slave?” I ask, my voice barely above a whisper. “Are you hard of hearing?” Antonio snaps, his eyes sparking with annoyance. Terror swims in my veins and I look around, desperately searching for a means of escape. “You’re trapped with us, Mrs. Macaulay. There’s absolutely no way you’d be able to escape if we don’t set you free ourselves.” Anton says quietly. I fold my trembling fingers in my lap and blink. They can read minds, too? Anger swirls in my brain when I think of Aunt Ophelia. She’s the reason I’m in this situation. Why did her greedy ass borrow another nine hundred thousand dollars without te
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 111 — THE EERIE TWINS…
AMANIHunched over on my hands and knees on the smoothly carpeted floor of a luxurious car while two men who are most likely twice my size burn me to crisps with their eyes is not how I planned to spend the remainder of this horrible day.Slowly, I rise to my feet and sink into one of the seats opposite them, trying to cover up the icy fear that’s currently eating up my intestines like acid with a frown.I’m scared to death, I can’t think straight, but I sure as hell won’t let these big bad wolves eat me while I’m on the floor.The men are…twins? They have identical pitch black hair and fierce, wicked green eyes. Oh, and it doesn’t end there. They have on the exact same outfit — black leather jackets over a black shirt, black jeans and black boots. The silver glint of the expensive Rolex on both their wrists somehow adds to the ice-cold tension in the room. They’re even sitting alike, with their left legs crossed over the right one. Oh, and they’re gorgeous as hell. Although they b
