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Ruining My Billionaire Ex-Husband 125. A GETAWAY
VINCENTShe was mute all the way to my house. Even while we packed up because I decided that we were leaving to somewhere more private. I had a luxury apartment located in the middle of probably nowhere… kind of like, a province area, and I decided I would take her there.We could lay off steam there for a while, and then return afterward to continue from where she stopped. If she wanted to.I made her eat before we went anywhere. She could barely walk and her eyes were sunken. I fed her when it seemed like she had lost strength to do even that, and she ate off my hands, devouring the meal like her life depended on it.Technically, it did.One of her assaulters had died from internal bleeding as James had reported, I remembered. It was Fred.I had no clue when the time would be right to break that news to her but I knew it was not going to he anytime soon. She looked subdued, tired, and no matter how many times I had asked her to step aside while I sorted out her clothes, she paid me
Ruining My Billionaire Ex-Husband 126. TALKS
KATERINAThe luxury apartment Vincent had whisked me away to was perched on the edge of nowhere. Surrounded by rolling hills and endless skies, it was the kind of place that felt completely detached from the rest of the world. No business deals, no corporate empires—just silence, interrupted only by the occasional breeze rustling through the trees outside. It was peaceful, idyllic, a far cry from the life we were both used to.And yet, even in this sanctuary, I couldn’t turn my mind off. My thoughts kept wandering back to my revenge plan, to the people who had crossed me, and the power moves I was supposed to be making. Vincent had somehow convinced me to take a break. To lie low, to let the storm pass for a moment. It was infuriating, in a way, that he knew exactly how to get me out of my own head. Vincent was now leaning back against the headboard, the soft morning light framing his sharp features. Even here, in the intimacy of my bedroom, his presence was magnetic—his jaw set, his
Ruining My Billionaire Ex-Husband 127. ANYTHING FOR HER
VINCENT She wanted to plan a funeral of a man who I barely gave two shits about. And guess who was at the frontline, planning almost everything, setting up schedules.Right, me.I stared at my phone with a frown, wondering what had become of me.Katerina stepped out of the shower in my t-shirt, drying her hair and as a result, causing the hem of the shirt to inch up higher than it originally was. I stopped typing into my phone, my attention successfully snatched by her enthralling figure.The fabric clung to her damp skin, the smell of her shampoo filling the room. It was intoxicating, more than it had any right to be. I sat there, phone forgotten in my hand, watching her like I didn’t have the self-control I was known for. Katerina's eyes caught mine, a flicker of amusement crossing her face, like she knew exactly what she was doing. And maybe she did. She had always been able to get under my skin, push me past my limits. I could feel the tension building in my chest, the war ins
Ruining My Billionaire Ex-Husband 128. THE MAFIA…
KATERINAVincent teased me all day long for walking funny, even if he was the cause of it. Thankfully, his crazy libido was limited to two rounds and then I could have the rest of the day to myself."This is nice." I said with gritted teeth as I checked out the schedule for Kelvin's funeral whilst sitting on the bed the next day.He nodded, "And maybe this is not really what you want to hear right now, but we just found out that Whitney is still in the state, she is just in hiding but she has not left the State."I nodded.The closer she was to us, the better. Why could I not stop thinking of her? Ways to make her pay because I even blamed her for Kelvin's death, ways to have her grovel on her knees before me, ways to kill her.The last thought seriously questioned who I had become currently because of her, but at the same time, I could not be too bothered.Whitney Jackson deserved everything she would get when I was done with her. She was a bloody murderer, and murderers deserved dea
Ruining My Billionaire Ex-Husband 129. THE DEBTOR
VINCENTShe had been acting weird, and all of a sudden, I was no longer interested in Owen's task. I just wanted to get this whole thing over with and get out of there."Where's the house?" I asked him, not hiding the impatience in my voice in any way. Owen raised a brow."Hurrying somewhere?"For some reason, I did not think I wanted to tell him about Katerina and I's hideout, or how we had gotten closer by the day or anything concerning her, in fact. The lesser he knew, the better for all of us.I shook my head, "I just need to get home early. Lay my head. I've been working for straight three days without sleep. I need to crash." I even offered a small smile, but from the look on Owen's face, he was not buying it. He did not say anything else about it though, we just trudged towards the house we were supposed to carry out the job.It was the debt Owen wanted to collect. Apparently, he wanted to quit this part of his numerous dirty jobs, just because he had fallen in love with a stri
Ruining My Billionaire Ex-Husband 130. TRUST ISSUES
KATERINA"Hello, Sir! Hello?!" My legs hurt as I ran after a guy that I saw walking along the empty street I was walking towards. He turned back briefly but kept walking, and I had to run faster to catch up with him.I sprinted down the abandoned street, my breath ragged, heart pounding louder than the echo of my footsteps. The air felt thick, heavy with dust that stirred around my feet, rising in little clouds as I ran. Every step was desperate, frantic and my eyes were locked on the figure ahead. My backpack was becoming too heavy to endure already, but I had to keep going.He was moving fast, too fast. A shadow slipping away just out of reach, his jacket flapping slightly in the breeze. I wanted to scream at him again to stop, to turn around, but my throat was too dry. Vincent said keeping my in an area like this was for my safety? He might have meant it, my subconscious defended.I shook my head. The text I’d seen—God, I couldn’t shake it. Mafia. A part of me wanted to believe th
Ruining My Billionaire Ex-Husband 131. BOSS’S SINS
VINCENTStaring at her panicked, big brown eyes—even if her body stayed stiff in an effort to pretend like she was not scared—my anger towards her dissipated to a good extent. At the moment, I was only pissed at the fucker who held her by the neck.Paying for the boss's sins, in this case, paying for my brother, Owen's sins was part of the package that came with being in the mafia. I had expected it, but at the same time, I had hoped that she would have nothing to do with it.I did not know the man standing before us in any way, but for some reason, he had a vendetta against me. I would not hesitate to shoot him in the head if he thought he could threaten me like that."Let her go. Face me." I spoke calmly, but he just scoffed."I said that to your brother, he looked me in the eye and shot every single one of my family members, despite my pleas." He retorted, but I was already done with this. I pulled the gun out of my holster and cocked it. Katerina jerked in his arms, looking petri
Ruining My Billionaire Ex-Husband 132. SHOULDN’T HAVE
KATERINA I was too quiet, too overwhelmed with guilt, that I eventually slept off in the back of the car, my head filled with thoughts of how he was doing, praying deep within myself that nothing happened to him.I woke up the next morning in my bedroom, and the guilt hit me again. Harder, this time. I swallowed, resting my head against the headboard with different thoughts swirling in my head. I checked the table for my phone but did not see it.I recalled walking inside here but not too well, I recalled taking off my bloodied clothes and taking a hot shower where I scrubbed off the blood and dirt. Then I changed into soft, cotton pyjamas and retired to bed.All that seemed like a dream now, the only evidence being the PJs I had on me. The memories seemed like a blur, and I hadn't even been drunk."Where did they keep the backpack?" I asked no one in particular, looking around in search of it.I had wanted to call him, see if he was alright. I had no idea how work was even going too
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