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110 — STOLEN FROM THE STREETS OF NEW YORK…
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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BHYRONThere’s something very suspicious about this entire situation. After the disaster of our wedding, I went on a fucking rampage. I burned and destroyed every single last one of King Murder’s properties that came within my reach while he went into hiding. Thinking about it now, my blood heats with the fierce hint of violence.I have to give to him, he was wise enough to hide. Because only the devil would’ve been able to look at his body once I was done with him, if I’d gotten my hands on the bastard then. I hold Amani’s soft, smaller hand in mine, still amazed by her show of strength. Yes, I would rather she stayed back at the office and out of harm’s way, but there was something about the defiant spark on her eyes when she told me she’d like to confront King Murder that stirred my stony heart.I make sure to keep her behind me, shielded by my body as we make our way down the hall. I flick a glance at our joined hands and my heart beats a painful, comforting rhythm.She didn’t p
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 154 — OH, TO LOVE A STRANGER…
AMANII try to sit on my own, worried that my weight is a burden to Bhyron, but a low growl rumbles in his chest and he clamps his arms around my waist, keeping me locked against him. I look up and our eyes meet. I nearly melt from the heat in his gaze. He frowns at me, telling me exactly what he thinks about my attempt to escape. So I stay put. I wiggle against his chest, wrap my arms around his hard, solid belly and stay snuggled around my husband.“The guns in Grandpa’s house. The fierce-looking guards. The underground tunnel. Oh, and the tinted cars that kept taking you guys to God knows where at night.”His lips curl in a mysterious smile and he leans forward, running the tip of his nose across the shell of my ear.“How did you know about that? Were you watching me, little caramel?”I shiver in his embrace and lower my head, my cheeks reddening with awareness. “A little bit. You’re very interesting to watch.”To my surprise, Bhyron throws back his head and laughs. My head snaps
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 153 — FINALLY, THE FULL TRUTH…
BHYRONLeft to me, I would never bother to relive those horrible memories. They’re with me day and night, haunting my nightmares and my waking moments.But it’s not left to me anymore. The moment Amani became involved, it was no longer in my hands. I need to say it out loud. I have to get it off my chest. Maybe, just maybe, doing this will silence the demons that haunt me till this day. So here goes;“When I was eight years old, I was kidnapped. It started out like a normal day, I’d gone to school as usual but on my way back, the unexpected happened.We were ambushed by three trucks filled with men all dressed in red. They killed my driver and two bodyguards. My bodyguards.” I pause for a moment, shivering as the worst of the memories come tumbling in.Amani presses closer against my back, silently lending her support. Believe it or not, that gives me the strength to go on.“The goons didn’t just shoot my guards, they tied them to a wooden stake and roasted all three of them alive wh
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 152 — HEARTBREAKING MEMORIES…
BHYRONAn hour and thirty minutes later, we’re all seated in Bhyron’s spacious, luxuriously decorated office. There are five of us — me, Zuri, Amanda, Bhyron and Duke.Amanda and Zuri were already waiting when we arrived. Zuri holds my hand, silently lending her support while Bhyron stands behind his desk, opposite us. There’s a strange look in his eyes, an interesting mixture of pain, sorrow and fear that tempts me to run across the room and hold him.Dread clings to the stiff atmosphere like the smell of petrichor on a dusty rainy day. Whatever Duke, Bhyron and Amanda are about to tell us will be horrible. I can already feel it. “Let’s go straight to the point and get it over with, shall we?” Duke begins. “But before we start, we’d like to show you a video, Amani.”My heartbeat accelerates painfully. Duke turns his laptop, giving me access to the video that’s already playing on the screen. My eyes are glued to the screen, scared that I’ll miss something if I even dare to blink.A
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 151 — I WANT YOU, I WANT US…
AMANIBhyron lunges across the room in a heartbeat and seconds later, I’m enveloped in the fierce heat of his arms, drowning in the comforting deliciousness of his scent.The moment my head touches his chest, all my worries instantly disappear but at the same time, my heart breaks all over again.I’m holding a man who was once a victim of my parents’ greed. Bhyron suffered so much… and somehow, I believe it’s all my fault. He didn’t deserve what they did to him. He was just a child!He pulls me closer, holding me like he’d never let go… like he never, ever wants to let go. I can feel the love and warmth that he’s pouring into me, and I feel giddy with joy at the thought that this powerful, overbearing man is my husband.“I’m so sorry.” I bring myself to whimper. “I’m so, so sorry. Please forgive me. Please…”Beneath me, Bhyron stiffens. I can hear his heartbeat quicken as he pulls me away from his chest.For long moments, those dark, hooded eyes simply appraise me. His gaze is so raw
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 150 — I WANT MY HUSBAND…
BHYRONToday is the shittiest day of my entire life. The absolute worst.I left Duke back at the warehouse to handle business and now, I’m tearing down the freeway like a madman on steroids, heading back to the hospital.I should never have left her behind. I thought she was safe. What’s the worst that could happen? According to Duke, the chief medical practitioner walked in and spilled the news to Amani while she was still trying to recover from the shocking news of her parents’ deception.My grip around the steering wheel is so hard, my knuckles turn white. She wasn’t ready, goddamnit! She wasn’t ready for all of this shit.Less than fifteen minutes later, I arrive at the hospital thanks to my less-than-laudable driving skills. I storm out of the car and make my way to the private ward.I have no idea how Amani will receive me after finding out that she’s carrying our baby.Is she angry? Will she push me away, ask me to leave? I will never leave her. Not again. Even if she holds
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 149 — FAKE MARRIAGE CERTIFICATES…
BHYRON“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.” Duke growls, lunging for Axel.One moment, Axel is on his knees, giving me a death glare and the next, he lies sprawled on the floor, writhing, groaning and nursing his broken, bleeding nose.Believe it or not, Duke gave the fucker a sucker punch. “Why would you do that?!” He whines like a little girl.I always suspected that Axel was gay. He flirted with me every time we met for business, but since he never mentioned it, I was bent on believing he was just playing around.Betrayal and frustration churn in my throat, demanding release. My fingers itch to put a bullet in his brain. But suddenly, I’ve decided that I’m done. I’m done getting my hands dirty. I’m done killing and torturing people. Never again. I no longer wish to be involved in the dirty business of the underworld. A free life with Amani and our baby is all I need.“You’ve worked for me for five years, Anton.” I begin, instead of lashing out like I really want to. “How did yo
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 148 — ANTON’S CONFESSION.
BHYRONThe sharp sound of the car door slamming as Duke storms out jolts me back to reality.For a moment, I sit still, running facts and memories over and over again in my mind, contemplating Duke’s words. It dawns on me with startling clarity that he’s right. My siblings and I used to be best friends when we were little. But after getting kidnapped by Amani’s parents and going through the most traumatic experiences of my entire life, our relationship never, ever remained the same. I was damaged for life. That one unfortunate incident created a permanent rift in my relationship with my family and everyone else. I locked up and pushed people away. The only people I’ve let close in the past years are Duke and my grandfather.With a twinge of guilt, I realize that my siblings have actively tried to keep in touch. They never gave up on me. Brielle sends me flowers on my birthday every year. She calls me every single day but I never answer, so she resorts to leaving voice mails which I
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 147 — CLOSEST THING TO A BROTHER…
BHYRONI can’t breathe.My shirt collar isn’t too tight, but I pull it away from my neck all the same. I can swear there’s a noose around my throat and what’s worse? It keeps tightening as the seconds tick by.An hour ago, I paced the empty hallway of the hospital, impatiently waiting for Zuri to emerge so I could go back to sitting by Amani’s side and holding her hand.When she walked towards the door, I’d honestly thought she was ready to leave. I never once suspected that the devious little minx planned to lock me out. My fingers twitch by my sides and I take long, deep breaths, trying and failing miserably to stop the redness that crawls into my vision.Memories of the pure horror on Amani’s face when Zuri started speaking are permanently burned into my mind. She wasn’t ready, goddamnit! My baby had just woken up. She needed time!I pace the length of the driveway, trying to relieve myself of the demon that came upon me when Zuri locked that door. What happened to me at that mome
