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147. TEACHING HER A LESSON
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Ruining My Billionaire Ex-Husband 148. WILL YOU BE MY…
VINCENTMy Google search was filled with ideas on how to ask a girl out. I was as clueless as they came, and James was little help, seeing as he was currently nursing himself back from a breakup.Yes, the woman he had been head over heels in love with was no longer his girl. She had broken up with him after he had found out that she was cheating. Yes. He found out. She broke up with him.Fun fact, he was willing to forgive her. If had begged her for another chance after she had said she wanted to call it quits, and she did not agree to 'take him back'.Owen and I talked about the unfortunate over drinks one time, and my brother was livid. He wanted to meet with the girl for a one on one. Hell, I wanted to do that too. Not to particularly bring harm to her, just to inform her of what she had lost. I had a feeling she did not know it yet, and I just wanted to tell her.James was the nicest man I had ever met. So selfless, so free spirited. James was a gem to anyone he came across, which
Ruining My Billionaire Ex-Husband 149. FINALLY HAPPY?
KATERINAI visited the cell two more times after the first time, meting out punishments to Whitney. She never failed to remind me that what I was doing was illegal and that she would drag me to death, and also that when she escaped from our clutches, she would claw out my eyes. Guess who did not give a fuck about all her threats…Right, me.In fact, all I wanted was for her to bring it on.We visited Da'ana a few times too and that one just kept asking for forgiveness over and over. She tried to blackmail her son at first and when she saw that it was not working, she resorted to begging. That was not going to work too, but yeah, she could try.I realized, however, that in the middle of all the chaos, in the middle of dealing with Da’ana’s endless pleas for forgiveness, and Whitney’s venomous promises, there was this one person who had kept me grounded—Vincent. I was at work at the moment, but half of time, I was just busy texting him. He was my boyfriend now, I could officially take
Ruining My Billionaire Ex-Husband 150. IN FLAMES
VINCENTI developed consciousness slowly, my head pounding as I tried to open my eyes. It took a moment for the room to come into focus, but when it did, I felt an immediate rush of dread. We weren’t in the car anymore. I was in my own living room. My hands were bound tightly behind my back, and as I tried to shift, I felt the rope cut deeper into my wrists.I turned my head, groggy and disoriented, and then I saw her—Whitney, sitting on one of my couches with an expression that was almost casual, as if she’d just come over for coffee. But there was nothing casual about the way she was watching us. Her eyes were cold, dark with something close to hatred, and she was laughing at something the guard beside her was saying. And then it hit me—I recognized him. He was the same guard she’d been trying to manipulate back in the cell, the one who looked like he’d been falling for her act.The nausea rose in my throat as I realized just how much danger we were in. But then, something even wors
Ruining My Billionaire Ex-Husband 151. TRYING TO ESCAPE
KATERINASmoke filled the room, thick and suffocating, the heat growing unbearable. My throat burned with every breath, and my chest felt like it was about to collapse from the pressure. I could hear Vincent struggling, his body tense beside me as he worked to cut through the ropes around his wrists. The flames crept closer, inching toward us, consuming everything in their path."I'll get it. I'll get it, firecracker. We will get out of here." He swore while he kept struggling to loosen himself.I felt the tears sliding down my cheeks, but it wasn’t the smoke that made me choke this time. I thought about how close we’d been to ending all of this madness, to finally being free. But now, trapped and helpless, every second felt like an eternity ticking down to an end I wasn’t ready to face. Panic clawed at me, making my heart race wildly as I pulled against the ropes that bound my wrists, desperation filling every fiber of my being.Finally, with one last, fierce yank, Vincent broke free
Ruining My Billionaire Ex-Husband 152. SAVED BY THE STICK
KATERINAShe missed.Whitney missed the shot by one tiny inch and just as she aimed to shoot the second time, a stick slammed into her head from the back.The gun dropped from her hand and fell with a clatter to the ground. I saw the moment that the blood started to drip down from the side of her head and her eyes drooped almost shut. Whitney fell to the ground in a heap and I looked in front of me to see Vincent finally making it to where I was crouched in a sitting position. I placed my both hands either sides of his face, crying hard. Everything that was happening just did not make sense to me. It was true that I wanted to hurt him in the beginning, but now I just could not stand seeing him like this. My heart broke in pieces just looking at him while he seemed so helpless, so pale, like he could just pass out anytime soon.The room still spun with smoke, thick and suffocating, the scent of burnt wood and fabric searing my lungs. My mind barely registered what had just happened—on
Ruining My Billionaire Ex-Husband 153. DOUBLE CELEBRATIONS
KATERINAA MONTH LATERThe energy in the room was electric. Owen’s business launch had pulled in a crowd and the air buzzed with excitement and the hum of conversation filled the grand hall. New York City sprawled in glittering lights beyond the tall windows, adding to the glamour of the night. All these did not still sit well with me. The mafia men starting up businesses just to cover up their tracks which consisted of money laundering, drug trafficking, murder and so much more. However, Vincent had recently explained his reason for joining the mafia after swearing off it all his life. There was really no way out, so I had to learn to deal with all these… at least, for him, and the sacrifice he made to keep me safe.Standing near the bar, I sipped my champagne, scanning the crowd until my gaze landed on Owen’s girlfriend, Mae.At first, I did not fully recognize her because I had only seen her in pictures, but then I looked more closer, I realized it was truly her. She was all curls
Ruining My Billionaire Ex-Husband 154. WHAT KEVIN WANTS
VINCENT"I feel like I cannot leave this bed even if I tried to." Katerina groaned and I smirked, turning back to face her."Same. I think you would not be able to walk throughout today. After what that pussy had to go through last night." I muttered, and she was quick to chuck a pillow in my direction, and I chuckled, letting it hit me as I turned my face to the side."You're such an animal in bed…" She whined, trying to sit up, her cheeks pink with a blush. I stopped to stare, my cock hardening again as I watched her. So fucking gorgeous, I always wondered how I was lucky enough to bag her again…Those brown eyes peered up at me through her thick lashes, and I could jog help walking over to her to plant a kiss on her lips. She let me, placing a hand on my naked chest while the other hand held the duvet tightly over her tits.I laughed, pulling away from her lips as I looked down, "Why are you hiding my girls from me?""Because you get hard faster than I snap my fingers and this tim
Ruining My Billionaire Ex-Husband 155. AVA ‘JACKSON’
KATERINA There was some commotion outside the front door. I had just heard it as I got out of the bathroom, trying to prepare to go shopping at the mall for a few essentials since I did not have work today. I ended up just throwing on Vincent’s T-shirt and a pair of shorts before heading downstairs to see what the noise was about. The noises grew louder as I approached the door and I pulled it open at once on reaching it. When my eyes met with a little girl's with her dark curls falling softly around her face, clutching a worn stuffed bunny, I almost thought she’d stopped at the wrong house. But then I noticed her eyes—a striking, familiar gray. The same piercing color that belonged to Vincent, with a touch of softness that reminded me of Whitney. Next to her stood a woman, exhausted, holding the little girl’s hand firmly, as if afraid she might lose her any moment. Our butler was asking questions, his gaze shifting between the woman and the little girl with polite suspicion.
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