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125 — CRAZY AMANI
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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
Last Updated : 2024-12-23After 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
Last Updated : 2024-12-24After 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
Last Updated : 2024-12-25After 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
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BHYRON“…I wish you would just crawl into a hole somewhere and die.”“…I wish you were dead.”“…I curse the day you were born.”These are words I’ve heard constantly from my own mother, father, brother and cousins. But I learned from a young age that I needed to become thick skinned if I wanted to survive on the harsh streets of New York. I learned that even family can betray you. Mine have stabbed me in the back several times. A lot of outsiders have also wished me death — co-workers, rivals, competitors… but none hit as hard as when Amani looked me in the eyes and said those words.I’ve been broken, battered, burnt and even beaten, but none of that can be compared to the acidic pain that seared my heart two hours ago.It’s been two hours and I’ve done everything I can to forget. I threw myself into meetings, met a couple of investors and concluded plans for the expansion of La Marièe. But the ache in my chest only keeps growing. It can’t be ignored. “…La Marièe’s profits keep exce
Last Updated : 2024-12-27After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 131 — WHO IS THIS, AUNT…?!!
AMANII’m a moving mass of nerves as Aunt Ophelia continues to fawn over me, her entire face etched with anxiety.“Are you okay? I called to speak to you yesterday but Bhyron said you were sick. What happened? Are you hungry? What did you eat today?”I sit on the sofa, lips firmly pressed together and twiddling my thumbs when all I want to do is scream that she stops pretending.When she touches my arm, I finally snap. I jerk to my feet and Aunt Ophelia goes stumbling backwards, her eyes widening in shock.Guilt burns in my veins and an apology sits in my throat like a rock. No matter how hard I try, I can’t seem to get the words out.“Amani. Are you okay? D-did I do something wrong?”My eyes dart to Zuri, silently pleading for help. Thankfully, she steps in;“Aunt, I don’t think Amani is feeling very well at the moment. Why don’t we…?”“I feel a bit nauseous.” I cut in. “I’ll just… go to the bathroom.”Aunt Ophelia frowns but I turn around and make a run for it before she can ask any
Last Updated : 2024-12-28After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 132 — SHOCKING DISCOVERIES
AMANIThe past ten minutes have been nothing short of a roller coaster of emotions. I wrap my arms around myself, shivering as I pace Aunt Ophelia’s sitting room. The documents and pictures are scattered on a table before her while she continues to cry her eyes out. Thankfully, Zuri is holding her back from touching me. I might just freak out if she does.“Why don’t you stop crying and tell me what I need to know, aunt?” I ask for the umpteenth time. “Why were you hiding photos of a woman who looks exactly like me in your pantry? Why were you hiding positive DNA test results?” I pause, holding her watery stare; “and while you’re at it, tell me why you borrowed nine hundred thousand dollars from the Gunam brothers after Bhyron paid off our debts.”Her expression slacks and she slowly rises to her feet. “How did you know about the debt?”My hackles have been rising for the past few seconds and right now, they’re ready to snap.“I was almost raped because of that debt, Aunt Ophelia!” I
Last Updated : 2024-12-29After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 133 — BLOODY BHYRON
AMANIJay walks away with the phone pressed against his ear and I slump against the wall. A dejected sigh escapes my lips as I shove a lock of hair from my eyes. I can feel the tiny vein on my forehead persistently throb. This day started off on a bad note and now, it’s only getting worse. Except for Aunt Ophelia’s tiny sniffles, the room is deathly silent. She doesn’t attempt to talk to me and for that, I’m truly grateful. I don’t think I’ve got the energy for human interactions at the moment. I need a moment to think, to regroup. I stand upright three minutes later when Jay returns. Judging from the pinched frown on his face, he’s not happy.“Jay…”“Ma’am, the boss has ordered that I take you back to the Hope Fortress immediately.”“What? Why?”“He didn’t state his reasons.” That’s a big lie and I know it. He knows the reason.I take a step closer to him, holding his calm gaze. “You’re lying, Jay. Something happened and I need you to tell me the truth. What’s going on? Where’s Bh
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After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 163 — THE END…?
AMANI God, everything hurts. The wild banshee in my brain is back, and it’s screaming at the top of its lungs. I feel like shit and I’m pretty sure I look like shit, too.My eyelids flutter open and I wince as the bright white light pierces my poor eyeballs.“It hurts.” I whisper softly. “The light’s too bright.” Then I hear his voice. It slips through the fog in my brain, calming me and soothing my aches like nothing else ever will.“She’s awake! Adjust the lights, Duke. Her eyes are hurting.”The lights are adjusted immediately and my heart beats frantically as my eyes rove the room in search of him.Bhyron Macaulay. My husband.Finally, his face fills my vision and I break into a loopy smile. “Bhyron…”“Hi, my pretty baby.” His voice, strong and husky and soft all at the same time wafts over me like a comforting blanket.Wait. His eyes are red. Was he crying?Even if it hurts like hell, I raise my hand and trail a finger across the wet tracks on his face.“Were you crying?”“Don
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 162 — A BEAUTIFUL BUNDLE OF JOY…
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After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 161 — HE LOVES HER…
AMANII’m scared, shocked and shaken to the core, and I don’t think I’ll ever get over the cold expression in Mrs. Emily’s eyes when she spoke about her late sister. Grandpa Ayutthaya never mentioned that he had a daughter who died during childbirth. How strange.But the main reason for my fear is Bhyron.He hasn’t said a single word since we left Beauty and Roses. Not one word.I tried to talk to him, to cajole him into saying something…into telling me how he felt. But I got nothing. Nada. Zilch.He just urged me into the car, wrapped me in his arms, pressed his nose to my neck and remained that way until we arrived at the penthouse. Now he’s inside his office behind closed doors, and he’s been there for the past two hours.I’m gradually losing my mind.“Duke, I don’t know what to do anymore. I don’t wanna disturb him. I’m scared that he won’t speak to me. Help!!.”I’ve been on the phone with Duke for the past five minutes, explaining what happened.“Take him on a mini vacation, Ama
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 160 — WHO IS MY MOTHER…?
BHYRONThe past few days have just been a rollercoaster of revelations. It’s crazy how so many secrets can be swept under the rug for years. It’s even more appalling how lives can be ruptured by these secrets within seconds.I asked my mother for an urgent meeting and of course, she tried to come up with excuses. But I told her in a not-so-kind tone that we had something important to discuss. Then I hung up. I’m not sure if she’d actually want to see me, but something tells me that I need to speak to her. Today.I want to send Amani home but she’s feeling a bit nauseous so I’ve decided to keep her by my side. I need to keep a close eye on her.Right now, we’re walking through my mother’s clothing company, Beauty and Roses, Amani’s smaller hands firmly clasped in mine.“Oh, Mr. Macaulay. Your mother already informed me of your coming. She’s waiting for you in the office.” I nod at Carla, the receptionist. “Sure. Thanks.”Seconds later, I’m knocking on the heavy oak door. The door swi
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 159 — A REBELLIOUS DAUGHTER…
AMANI“I want to see grandpa today.” I mutter excitedly as I fly down the stairs.I woke up an hour ago to an empty bed. Bhyron was gone, but there was a note on the bedside table that made my heart flutter.“Little Caramel,I prepared a scented bath for you. Soak in it so you can relax. Afterwards, come downstairs for breakfast. Your husband is waiting.”I literally swooned all the way to the bathroom.If anyone had told me that Bhyron and I would be together today, I would’ve probably laughed on their faces. But here I am, skipping across the penthouse, my heart giddy at the thought of seeing him again after I’d all but slept inside his skin last night.I love him so much. “Bhyron!” I squeal when I arrive at the dining room.My husband looks up and his whole face lights up when he sees me. God, this man is gorgeous. Too gorgeous.He’s clean shaven this morning and dressed in a blue sweater that does magical things for his eyes. I can spot black slacks beneath. Does this mean he’s n
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 158 — FINALLY, AN APOLOGY…
AMANI“Duncan, get the car ready. We’re going back to the Hope Fortress in the next five minutes.” Bhyron’s voice swims like a fog above me, pressing into my tired brain as the sound of sirens fade into the distance. He swings me into his arms and I cling onto his neck for dear life, burrowing into his chest, breathing him in.God, he smells so good. I would give anything to slide under his skin right about now. “Baby, are you okay?” He whispers as he lifts me through the revolving glass door. “How are you feeling?”“Tired.” I mumble pitifully. My emotions are all over the place. Tears currently sting my eyes but I chalk it up to pregnancy hormones.I’m just glad it’s all over. I’m glad that King Murder is finally going to jail. I hope he gets a death sentence for all his atrocities. His death would never bring back the hundreds of children he kidnapped, sold and killed, but its a start in the right direction. A monster like him does not deserve any more chances at life.When we fi
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 157 — DUMB SHARON…
AMANIBhyron hasn’t said a single word since Sharon announced herself. Beneath my palm, his shoulders are stiff as a rock. His gaze, cold and blank, is firmly fixed on Sharon. The bitch doesn’t even have the decency to look ashamed of herself. She pats her belly with a smug expression, holding his gaze head on.“Sharon.” He seethes. “Start explaining. Now.”She shrugs unapologetically and lifts her chin. “My explanation is simple, Byron. I don’t owe you one. I tried to get us married the first time and you abandoned me at the altar. I tried again but you kept choosing her over me!” She snaps, jabbing a finger in my direction. “You and I went through so much together after she disappeared. I was by your side while you tried to build your business. But the moment Amani returned, you tossed me to the gutters like I meant nothing!”She flicks a glance at her perfectly manicured fingernails and lets out a cold chuckle..“Did you expect me to spend the rest of my life waiting for you? I m
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 156 — KING MURDER’S BELOVED WIFE…
AMANIOkay, what in the actual fuck is going on here?!I turn around and panic grips my throat like a vice as I watch Zuri stumble backwards, her eyes wide and hazy with shock.“Zuri!” Without thinking, I pull away from Bhyron and lunge towards her, grabbing her before she falls to the concrete floor.“Zuri. Baby, can you hear me?” Fear slithers down my back when she doesn’t respond. Her eyes are wide open and she’s looking straight at me, but she seems distant, almost like she’s fallen into a trance.“Bhyron, she’s not responding!”A shadow falls over me and I look up to find Duke staring down at us — at Zuri — his eyes flashing with a deadly mixture of fear, worry and rage.“Give her to me.”It’s a command. Not a request.I don’t bother arguing. I hand Zuri over to him, my heart squeezing as I watch the big man delicately maneuver my best friend into the safety of his arms. He strokes a lock of her curly blue hair out of her eyes, lowers his face to hers and whispers softly; “Zu
After Divorce, Chased By My Billionaire Ex-Fiancé 155 — A FATHER AND HIS DAUGHTER…
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
