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Divorce, CEO Alpha's Regret 19. Avoiding
JaxonI hang up the phone with Max, my CFO. “Just hire whoever you think is best,” I say, trying to keep my voice steady. “We can’t afford to tank right now. Not with everything at stake.”I lean back in my chair, rubbing my temples. My head’s spinning with numbers, reports, and the shitshow that is my life. Just when I think I can catch a break, the door swings open, and my mother walks in, wearing that look. You know the one.“Hey, Mom.” I manage a tight smile.“Jaxon,” she replies, voice bright, but her eyes have that calculating gleam. “How’s everything going?”“Just peachy,” I mutter, barely making eye contact. “What were you doing getting dinner with Scarlett?”She flops down in the chair opposite me, a small smile playing on her lips. “Oh, we were just catching up. You know how it is.”“Yeah, well, I don’t want to hear about it.” I cross my arms, feeling the heat rising. “What’s the deal with you two?”“She’s a good candidate to be your Luna.” Mom’s tone is all business now.“S
Divorce, CEO Alpha's Regret 20. Brothers
NinaI’m in the living room with Dominic and Lucas, trying to hash out this deal with Ashwood. My brothers are huddled around the coffee table, frowning like someone just shat in their cereal.“Look, we need to be strategic here,” I say, tapping the papers scattered in front of me. “Thorne isn’t going to roll over just because we asked nicely.”Dominic crosses his arms. “That asshole only cares about power. We can’t trust him.”Lucas nods. “We should keep our guard up. He’ll stab us in the back.”“Yeah, I get that,” I snap, “but we can’t afford to be dicks about this. We need to play nice for now.”Suddenly, a loud commotion erupts at the main gate. My brothers exchange worried glances.“What the hell was that?” I ask, straining to hear over the noise.Dominic stands up. “Stay inside, Nina. We’ll check it out.”“Don’t you dare—”But they’re already rushing out the door, leaving me standing here like an idiot.I wait, pacing back and forth. The noise escalates, and I’m about to scream
Divorce, CEO Alpha's Regret 21.Protective
NinaThe door swings open, and I don’t even bother looking up. I’m too pissed. But the familiar scent of leather and woodsmoke tells me it’s my father. Great.“I’m not in the mood, Dad,” I mutter, still staring at my phone like it’ll solve my problems for me.He lets out a long sigh as he steps into the room. “I heard about your argument with Dominic.”My fingers clench around the phone, my temper flaring up all over again. “Seriously? Does everyone need to be in my business?”“He’s worried about you, Nina. We all are.”“Worried?” I snap, finally lifting my head. “I’m the fucking Alpha, Dad. When is everyone going to start respecting that?”His expression softens, but I can see the weight behind his eyes. “Nina, we all respect you.”“Could’ve fooled me,” I mutter, crossing my arms and leaning back against the couch. “Dom treats me like I’m still that scared kid, and you’re not any better. No one actually listens to me.”Dad walks over and sits down across from me, hands resting on his
Divorce, CEO Alpha's Regret 22. Miss Him
NinaI wake up, horny as hell.Again.This isn’t normal. This can’t be normal. I flip over in bed, kicking the sheets off in frustration, but it only makes it worse. The cool air hits my skin, and my nipples harden instantly. My mind flashes to Elijah—his hands, his mouth, the way he kissed me like he owned me all those years ago.No. No, no, no. I groan, pressing my thighs together, trying to fight off the rising heat between them. This isn’t fair. Jaxon’s still in my heart, and I’m here thinking about a kiss from a decade ago like it was yesterday.I give up the fight. My hand slips down, finding that spot that’s been throbbing all morning. I close my eyes, and despite myself, my brain conjures up images of Jaxon—his strong hands, the roughness of his voice when he says my name, the way his eyes darken when he looks at me now. It’s wrong, but I’m already too far gone. My fingers move faster, my breath catching as I tip over the edge.For a moment, the tension eases, but the guilt se
Divorce, CEO Alpha's Regret 1. Our Anniversary
NinaI sit at the table, staring at the untouched glass of wine in front of me. The restaurant’s dim lighting should feel romantic. It doesn’t. Not when I’ve been sitting here alone for an hour.I glance at my phone, unlocking the screen just to make sure. Nothing. No texts, no missed calls. No Jaxon.Typical.It’s our anniversary, for fuck’s sake. Three years. Three years of marriage to a man who barely looks at me. I check my phone again, even though I know there’s nothing there. Maybe some part of me is still holding out hope, which is fucking pathetic.I sip the wine, trying to swallow the bitterness rising in my throat. I don’t even like wine, but here I am, drinking it like I’m in some kind of perfect marriage, pretending I have a perfect husband. Meanwhile, Jaxon’s probably stuck in some meeting, or worse—with her.My thumb hovers over Instagram. I shouldn’t check it. I know I shouldn’t. But I do anyway. It’s a habit I’ve fallen into, one that makes me feel worse every time, bu
Divorce, CEO Alpha's Regret 2. Divorce
NinaI step into the penthouse, the familiar cold air brushing against my skin. Everything looks exactly the same—the spotless marble floors, the glass walls that give a perfect view of the city skyline, and the stupidly expensive art Jaxon insisted on collecting. It’s all perfectly in place, like nothing’s changed.But everything has.Two weeks. It’s been two weeks since I lost the baby. Two weeks since Jaxon showed up at the hospital, cold as ice, and left me there sobbing. And two weeks since I decided that I’m done. I’m done pretending, done waiting for him to give a damn, done being the good little wife he never actually wanted.I walk straight to his office, not even bothering to take off my coat. My heels echo loudly on the floor, the only sound in this too-big, too-empty space. I shove the door open and place the divorce papers on his desk with more force than necessary. The loud thud they make is oddly satisfying.Jaxon’s sitting there, looking up from his laptop, his express
Divorce, CEO Alpha's Regret 3. Her Hidden Identity
NinaI’m standing in the middle of the bedroom, stuffing clothes into a suitcase like my life depends on it. My hands are moving fast, almost too fast, but I can’t stop. I don’t want to stop. If I stop, I’ll have to think. And thinking means I’ll have to look at the bed in the corner. The bed Jaxon has never once slept in with me.Three years of marriage, and not once did he even bother to stay in the same bed. What kind of fucking marriage is that? A fake one. That’s what.I grab another handful of clothes and toss them into the suitcase, my movements jerky and frantic. I can hear Callie in the hallway, pacing. She wants to come in, I know she does, but she’s giving me space. I appreciate it, but it’s not enough. Nothing is.My phone buzzes on the dresser, and I glance at it, half-expecting another bullshit text from Jaxon, telling me he’s “stuck at a meeting” or some crap like that. But it’s not him. It’s Dominic.Shit.I stare at the screen for a second, my heart racing. I hadn’t p
Divorce, CEO Alpha's Regret 4.She’s mine
JaxonI wake up with my dick hard as steel, the image of Nina burned into my brain. Fuck. My skin’s slick with sweat, my sheets a twisted mess around my legs, and my breathing’s all over the place.The dream was so fucking vivid. I can still see her underneath me, her nails dragging down my back, her lips parted, that little gasp she always made when I was inside her.“Shit,” I mutter, dragging a hand over my face. I stare at the ceiling, my body still buzzing, the need to fuck her not fading one damn bit.But she’s gone.I throw off the covers, pissed at myself. Pissed at her. Pissed at everything. My cock’s still rock-hard, aching, but there’s no way I’m calling her. Not after the way she walked out. No, fuck that.I head for the shower, my chest tight with frustration. The water’s scalding, but it doesn’t do a damn thing to cool me down. My mind’s still on her—how she felt, how she smelled, how she’d wrap her legs around me and pull me deeper until I couldn’t think straight.“Fucki
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