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9: Dealing With Jessica (II)
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2024-06-23 18:39:05
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The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent    10: Who Is This Woman?
Williams POV. The boardroom was silent, a tension-filled silence as the quarterly projections were being discussed. My mind was deeply focused on the figures and strategies when suddenly, the door burst open. My P.A. stumbled in, looking like he had been in a brawl, his shirt untucked and his hair disheveled. Everything came to a halt. Irritation surged through me. âWhatâs the meaning of this?â I demanded, my tone sharp. âSir, I-Iâm sorry,â he stammered, trying to catch his breath. âI tried to tell her that you were busy, but she fought with me and pushed me out of the way.â Before he could finish, Jessica stormed in, her face red with fury, her cheeks swollen with several handprints which indicated that she was slapped to all hell and back. And her eyes, that were blazing. She was a sightâunhinged and furious. âI just received the biggest humiliation of my life!â she wailed at the top of her lungs. The men in the meeting shifted uncomfortably in their seats, clearly unsettle
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2024-06-25The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent    11: No Match For Her
Allisonâs POV. The sound of conversations blended with the smooth, soulful jazz playing in the background, creating an atmosphere that was both relaxed and intimate. The bar wasn't populated, with only a few people scattered around, engaged in quiet conversation. My team and I occupied a cozy corner, a round table filled with drinks and laughter. Mia, always the life of the party, waved me over with a grin. "Allison, come on! You need to loosen up. Have a drink with us. Itâll calm your nerves." I shook my head, forcing a tight smile. "No thanks, Mia. I'm good." My focus remained on the dartboard, or rather, the picture of William I had pinned over it. His smug, deceitful face stared back at me, and my whole body shook with a hatred so intense it was almost obvious. As I took aim and threw another dart, the memory of that fateful night played in my mind like a broken record. I had gone to Jessica's house, unsuspecting, only to find William there, having sex with her. The betray
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2024-06-25The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent    12: A Bewildered Ex-husband
Allison's POV. Peter Donovanâs curses rang out as he stumbled to his feet, clutching his jaw. âYou bitch! Iâm going to deal with you myself.â Before he could make another move, I was on him. I swept his legs out from under him with a swift kick, sending him crashing to the floor. I had my gun drawn and pressed firmly under his chin before he could react. His men reacted immediately, pointing their guns at me, their fingers twitching on the triggers. âDonât even think about it,â I snarled, pushing the barrel harder against Peterâs throat. âIâll kill him first before any of you have a chance to fire.â The tension in the air was thick. Peterâs men hesitated, confusion and fear building in their eyes. Peter himself was livid, his face red with anger and humiliation. âYou bitch, let me go!â he spat. I didnât budge. âNot a chance. Iâm smarter than you think.â Peter struggled against my grip, but the cold steel of the gun pressed harder, and I saw the fear flicker in his eyes. âPl
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2024-06-25The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent    13: Facing Jessica
Williams POV. Driving to the hospital, my mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. I had no idea it was Allisonâno, Seraphinaâall along. How had I been so blind? Jessica, in her typical arrogance, hadn't even recognized her, and yet she tried to humiliate her and vandalized her car. Allison retaliated with a force that left me reeling. She had beaten all my bodyguards, and even Jessica herself. I felt utterly exhausted. What had Allison done to herself in the past year? She wasnât fat anymore; she had transformed into something powerful,now likw an espionage agent. It felt too surreal to believe. This was the same AllisonâSeraphinaâwho had once been comfortable being fat and lazy, who could barely get herself around. Now she was powerful beyond measure. The way she had tackled Peter Donovan was something I couldnât wrap my head around. Peter was known for his ruthlessness and strength, yet she brought him to his knees. And then there was the gunshot. My first instinct had
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2024-06-26The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent    14: The Masked Party (I)
Allison's POV. Billionaire and philanthropist Benjamin Harrington was known for his extravagant events, and tonight's masked party was no exception. Harrington, a man in his late fifties with a distinguished presence and a reputation for his vast collection of rare diamonds, had recently been living in fear. He had reached out to Viktoh, my boss, with a plea for help. Harrington believed that his life was in grave danger, and the source of this threat was none other than Ivanov Dmitri, a wealthy Russian businessman with a keen interest in Harrington's prized diamondâa stunning, multifaceted heirloom that had been passed down through his family for two centuries. This diamond, known as the "Star of Harrington," was worth millions of dollars. The trouble had begun a few months ago when Harrington had hosted a private viewing of his diamond collection at his newly acquired mansion. Among the guests was Ivanov Dmitri, who had become visibly enamored with the "Star of Harrington."
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2024-06-27The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent    15: The Masked Party (II)
Allison's POV. I needed a moment to regroup, to let the adrenaline of the dance subside. As I sipped my drink, the cool liquid doing little to calm my racing heart, I felt a presence behind me. I turned, and there stood Williams, his expression of curiosity and bewilderment. âAllison,â he started, his voice unsteady. âCan we talk?â I sighed, knowing this confrontation was inevitable. âWhat do you want, Williams?â He glanced around, clearly uncomfortable. âWhatâs with the sudden change? How is it possible that youâre...this? Part of an espionage group?â I raised an eyebrow, my patience already wearing thin. âYou think you know me, Williams? You donât know a thing.â He looked taken aback by the firmness in my voice but pressed on. âBut I knew you before, Allison. You werenât like this. You were...different.â âDifferent?â I echoed, my voice dripping with sarcasm. âYou mean weaker? Less confident? Easy to push around?â âThatâs not what I meant,â he stammered. âI just...I do
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2024-06-29The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent    16: Can't Get Her Off His Mind
Williams POV. As I stepped into the shower, the hot water cascading over my shoulders, I scrubbed myself vigorously, trying to wash away the tension and confusion of the night. Allisonâor Seraphina, as I had known herâkept invading my thoughts. How many times had we crossed paths since she reappeared in my life? Too many to be mere coincidence. I had been invited to Harrington's masked party, not expecting anything out of the ordinary. And then, there she was, moving through the crowd with an air of confidence that left me stunned. She was breathtakingly beautiful, her dress hugging curves I hadn't known she possessed. Every time I saw her, a pang of regret hit me hard. It was like some cosmic payback for all the things I had done to her. I couldn't get the image of her dancing with another man out of my mind. The way she moved, so skilled and graceful, it nearly drove me nuts. How could she have changed so much in just a year? The Allison I knew was a loving wife, always support
āļāļĢāļąāļāļāļĢāļļāļāļĨāđāļēāļŠāļļāļ : 2024-07-01The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent    17: Apology Costs nothing
Williams' POV Allison laughed, the sound sharp and almost amused. âItâs funny to hear you say that, considering how you thought the exact opposite of me a year ago.â I swallowed hard, feeling a lump form in my throat. Her eyes, those piercing, unforgiving eyes, bore into mine. She folded her arms across her chest, the action drawing my attention to the confident posture she held. âTell me, Williams,â she said, her tone icy. âWhy did you marry me in the first place if you thought so lowly of me?â âI did love you, Allison,â I said, my voice almost a whisper. âI was an insensitive bastard. I know that now. I treated you terribly, but I did love you.â âIt changes nothing,â she replied, her voice unwavering. âYour actionsâĶ they cost me our child.â My world tilted on its axis. âWhat?â I managed to croak out. âYou wereâĶ pregnant?â She scoffed bitterly. âYes, I was. Three months along. I wanted to announce it on our third anniversary. But then you lied about having an important b
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The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent    Epilogue
Allison's POV.Two months had passed since that nightmare, and Jessica was finally where she belonged: back in prison. Turns out, she had escaped with the help of her five-star general brother, James. But justice had a way of catching up to people like her. She was given more life sentences, no chance of parole this time, and James? Stripped of his rank, kicked out of the military, and sentenced to 15 years behind bars. The news was the most satisfying thing Iâd heard in a long time.And Viktor Romanov? He couldnât take the heat. The torture got to him. Heâd ended his own life rather than face more of what was coming to him. It was hard to feel anything for him, knowing what heâd done to me, but at least that chapter was closed.I was still healing, but at least I was on my feet again. Viktoh had given me a six-month leave, after everything Iâd suffered, and I wasnât about to argue. I needed the time away. Time to breathe, to heal, to focus on what truly mattered.And today, it was ti
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent    120: The Breaking Point
Allison's POV.My chest tightened, but I forced myself to sit up straighter. She shouldnât be here. "Youâre supposed to be in prison," I said, my voice steady despite the flood of memoriesâmemories of how she had turned my life upside down, destroyed everything I had with Williams, and left me broken in more ways than one.Jessicaâs smile only widened, her eyes gleaming with malice. "I got out." Her tone was casual, like she was discussing the weather. She stepped closer, and I could feel the venom between us. This womanâĶ she had ruined everything. She had turned Williams against me, manipulated him, and made sure I lost our baby that night when I ran through the rain, heartbroken. That accident had ripped my world apart, and Jessicaâs hands were all over it.And even after I came back, stronger and more dangerous than before, Jessica hadnât stopped. She had tried to kill me more times than I could count. The desperation in her had reached insane levels, trying to trap Williams with
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent    119: The Return
Allisonâs POVThe steady beeping of the machines was the only sound filling the room, but I couldnât focus on it. The sharp scent of antiseptic lingered in the air, making the sterile hospital walls seem even colder. My body ached in ways I hadnât known were possible, but I was alive. I was here.The door creaked open softly, and I turned my head. It took a second for my eyes to adjust, but then I saw himâWilliams, standing in the doorway, looking at me with an expression I couldnât quite place. Was it relief? Concern?He stepped inside, his movements tentative, like he wasnât sure if he should be here. His gaze swept over me, taking in the IVs, the bruises, the bandages. I could tell he was trying to hold it together, but the tension in his jaw gave him away.âWilliams,â I whispered, my voice was shaky and low. I watched as he came closer, his eyes scanning my face. There was something in his expression I hadn't seen beforeâa softness, a vulnerability. When he reached my bedside, I
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent    118: An Uninvited Guest
Jessica's POV.âJessica?âI smirked as his voice rang through the office, laced with confusion. He hadnât expected this. He hadnât expected me. I slowly pulled back the hood of my jacket, revealing my face. His eyes widened, disbelief washing over his usually composed expression."Surprised to see me?" I asked, my voice light, teasing. I watched him carefully, savoring every second of his stunned reaction. His jaw tightened, but he said nothing at first, his sharp gaze piercing into me like daggers."I was released last week." I gave him a coy smile, stepping further into the office, the click of my heels sounding in the silence. His office was just as I remembered itâcold, impersonal, like the man who sat behind the desk. But I wasnât here for the decor.Williamsâs face remained hardened, but there was a flicker of something else in his eyesâanger, or maybe it was disgust. Either way, I had expected it.âWhat do you want, Jessica?â His voice was firm, devoid of any warmth or welcome.
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent    117: Truth
Allison's POV.I blinked against the sterile light filtering in through the window, the room coming into focus in slow, painful waves. My body ached, every inch of me reminding me of what I had been through. But the confusion in my mind was worse. I didnât know where I was, or how I had gotten here. The hospital.The smell of antiseptic, the steady beeping of machinesâit was unmistakable. I was in a hospital bed, covered in bandages, weak and barely able to move. I tried to piece together how Iâd ended up here. The last thing I remembered was Viktor, his cold, merciless eyes glaring down at me as his men... My stomach twisted at the memory. The torture, the pain. It was all too vivid, too raw.How did I survive?I shifted slightly, wincing as the pain flared across my ribs. Thatâs when I noticed Mia, fast asleep in the chair beside me, her head resting awkwardly on the armrest. She looked exhausted, her hair messy, dark circles under her eyes. âMia?â My voice came out hoarse, barely
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent    116: The Fear Of Losing Her
Williams POV.The world outside the ambulance blurred as we sped toward the hospital. My heart was pounding, faster than it ever had before. Mia sat across from me, her eyes wide and focused on Allisonâs frail form, but all I could do was hold her hand, feeling the warmth slowly fade from her skin.âAllison, hold on,â I whispered, more to myself than to her. Her chest barely moved, her breaths shallow and ragged. I gripped her hand tighter, my throat burning. I was losing her.Miaâs voice cut through the suffocating silence, soft but steady. âSheâs strong, Williams. Sheâll pull through.âI didnât answer. The weight of everything bore down on me like a heavy stone pressing against my chest. Her bruised face was a reminder of what they had done. Of what I couldnât protect her from. Every bump in the road felt like a countdown.As we reached the hospital, paramedics rushed to pull her stretcher out, shouting medical jargon I couldnât understand. My legs felt weak as I at my side, but my
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent    115: To Her Rescue
Williams POV.The smell of blood and gunpowder filled the air. The gunfire was deafening, bullets ricocheting off the metal walls of the factory. I could barely hear Viktoh shouting orders to the team, but my eyes were locked on one thing. Her.Allison.She was barely seen through the smoke and chaos, slumped in a chair in the middle of the room, her body bound and battered. Blood stained her clothes, her face was swollen and bruised beyond recognition. It was as if someone had taken all the light out of her. My heart stopped.Viktor Romanov and his men were hunkered down, exchanging fire with Edward and the rest of the team. Edward was pushing forward with calculated aggression, taking out one of Viktorâs men before he had a chance to reload. Viktoh's men moved in, flanking the room, trapping Viktorâs crew.âTake them down!â Viktoh shouted, his voice cutting through the noise.Romanovâs eyes flicked to me for just a second, a twisted smile playing on his lips. He knew what he had don
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent    114: Finding Her
Williams POV.Five days. Five long, agonizing days since Allison disappeared. And now, I was standing in warehouse next to the one man I despised more than anythingâEdward Blackwood. The fact that I even agreed to work with him felt like a betrayal of my own pride, but this was about Allison, not me. I reminded myself of that, over and over.Allison.She was out there, somewhere, in Viktor Romanovâs hands. And if anyone could survive what that monster was capable of, it was her. She was a fighter. I knew it. But as each day passed, doubt began to creep into my mind.I looked at Edward out of the corner of my eye. His jaw was clenched so tight, I could see the muscles twitching in his face. The man was a damn brute, always had been. But there was no denying he was useful in moments like these. He didnât just sit back and wait for things to fall into place like most people. He took action, even if that action was reckless.Right now, we needed that recklessness."Tell me what you know,
The Billionaire's Underrated Ex-Wife Is A Secret Agent    113: Torture
Allison's POV.The pain had no beginning or end. It was everywhere, all at once. I couldnât tell if my heart was racing or if it had stopped altogether, but I felt the rhythm of agony pulsing through every nerve in my body. My wrists were raw from the ropes that bound me, and I could feel blood pooling beneath me where the chair had already cut into my skin. I barely registered the cold, metallic floor beneath me anymore; all I could feel was the endless, burning pain.Viktorâs shadow was over me, the twisted grin on his face searing itself into my memory. He wasnât done. I knew it. He was just getting started. Every time I thought I couldnât take more, he found a new way to make me suffer."Bring her back," he commanded, his voice sharp and cruel. He gestured to one of his men with a flick of his wrist. "I want to hear her scream."A ragged breath left my lips, a pitiful sound I hated myself for making. I tried to prepare myself, tried to push the pain away, but when I saw what the m
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