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Chapter Eighty-Four: Better Off
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The restaurant was empty, with only the chef present. The lighting was dim; the majority of the space was only lit by candlelight and the kitchen lights.The key point for the ‘date’ was 'public space' as in, not to be isolated with him, but I guess he found a way around it. It’s my fault for forgetting such a loophole.Matteo steps in front of me and pulls my seat, but I hesitate. Is this normal? Is this how most people act with their crazy exes? Do they just give in to demands thrown at them?"Sit."He says impatiently.Seriously, what's the point of pulling my seat if that's his tone? There is no way I can mistake him for chivalrous anyway.Still, let's finish this quickly.After settling on the seat, he sits opposite me.There is no menu; the moment I sit, the chef brings the first meal. It's obvious how much thought he's put into this ‘date’, but as if this is an unmatched blind date, only the sound of our cutlery echoes. He doesn’t say anything, and neither do I.I just want thi
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"Wait-"I don't know why 'wait’ is the first word that comes out of my mouth; it should be ‘no’ or ‘stop’, but I can't reach for those words. What if he really stops?Delicious goosebumps rush up my skin, forcing a shuddered breath to escape me.His hand squeezing my breasts seems to deny me of my sanity, so rather than speak, I pry his hands off my body—rather, I try to.I can feel his hot breath against my neck; he is so tall that he needs to hunch his back just to fit his face on my neck."Mat- ah!"Trying to whisper his name is futile, especially when chilly thrillies throb my clit when he rocks his length into my ass.On instinct, my sex twitches in anticipation of him plunging inside me as if the memory of his cock is etched in my body.My toes curl involuntarily when he once again rocks into me, fully clothed.I bite my lip, imagining how my sex would stretch to fit him, how fast he would move and how his weight would pin me to the sink, leaving me helpless and at his mercy.I’
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Crazy....crazy, why did I say those words? I cringed. And for such a weak orgasm at that, have I turned into Elizabeth?Oh my god, for such a sacrifice of my brain cells, shouldn’t I have at least orgasmed to the point of numbness?“We are here.”Matteo’s voice drags me from my thoughts, making me realise that we are driving up to the main house.My eyes scan the driveway for Daniel’s car, but it isn’t there; of course, it isn’t. No self-respecting man would still wait for a person after hearing what he must have heard. Christ, why didn’t he hang up before I yelled that I wanted Matteo’s cock.Oh, for fuck’s sake, this is so embarrassing.I groan, feeling my cheeks warm.The car draws to a halt, and I unlock the handle. Before I can swing the door open, Matteo locks it from the control panel on the driver's side.With a sigh, I wait for him to speak, but when silent minutes tick by, I bite the bullet."What?""When your little plan ends…”Matteo says in a quiet voice.“Come to me. Let
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“I’m sorry.” Again, my words were nothing more than a whisper, and in this loud environment, I doubt he can hear them. Still, his eyes lifted to me as if he had heard. “No...no, d-don’t be. It's not my cock you want.” He says with a laugh. Ah…so he had heard. “Get up, Danny. Let's head home.” I say loud enough for everyone at the bar to hear; if he says anything else embarrassing, I might be tempted to drink with him. ** "His cock, huh..." For some reason, Daniel, who slurred everything else, doesn’t slur those words as Marc, my driver, carries him into the house and lays him to rest in the guest bedroom. "Liv... Livy." Daniel calls, holding onto my hand as I tuck him in. "I-" "Shh...let's talk tomorrow." I say as Marc bows and leaves. It's around midnight, so it's best if we stop disturbing the rest of the sleeping house. "Tomorrow.” He repeats as though he knows nothing about what those words mean, but his eyes close either way, so I sigh. "Liv?" Elizabeth calls me
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Steve said the long-awaited words to Matteo before giving the man on the floor another glance, and hope visibly flashed in his eyes, but Steve only frowned. It would seem that today as well he would also have a hard day cleaning. Matteo took the envelope and tore it open. He squinted his eyes to read the tiny print until a smile caressed his lips. “Ninety-nine point nine per cent.” Suddenly, all the irritation that filled him evaporated like water on a heated metal. "Douglas, I guess I'll be killing you painlessly. I just got some magnificent news." He said as he pulled out his silenced gun and pointed it to the tied-up man. The man’s eyes widened, and his face turned more erratic as he tried to scream past the white cloth sealing his mouth, but even as the bullet pierced through the man's head, the smile on Matteo didn’t waver. "Get me a wedding planner; I hear spring weddings are the ‘in thing’." Matteo said as he looked at his heated gun. “And call the man watching Olivia.”
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From the corner of my eyes, I gaze towards where my phone crashed. It's uselessly shattered; even the chip on it might not help much.And the one on me…no, how did he know where my chip was? Did he bite me on purpose to destroy it?The more wild thoughts roam my mind, the faster my heartbeat accelerates; it's so fast that I am certain it will thump right out of my body through my throat.My gaze moves to the car beside me; the windows are tinted, so I can't tell if my kids are awake. I'm only grateful that his gun was silenced.I hope Elizabeth stays put.Wild nausea claims my throat before I turn my gaze back to Matteo."L-et them go."I say weakly, aware that I have nothing to bargain with. All my cards are laid bare.He must have planted someone on my side. I should have gotten an apartment and kept my circle small; with all the workers at Mum’s house, it's impossible to know where the leak came from."Why?"He asks, pressing the nozzle of his gun to the pilot’s head."What do you
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Trillionaire After Divorce Final-Final Author's Note (〜￣▽￣)〜
I feel the need to mention that, no Etienne and Anthony were harmed during the time skip in the last chapter; they were just posted away from the main family to Italy. Jokes on Christopher, they liked it because they were paid to laze around without the tension of him grumbling all over the place.I'd also like to ask your vote on a setting, would you love to read a transmigration, body switch or rebirth story?Rebirth would be when the female lead dies and goes back in time for whatever reason and purpose.A body switch would be the female lead going into another person's body. Maybe they were rich and ungrateful, and now they have entered the body of another woman who works under an obsessive billionaire, and there are consequences when they refuse to work and instead resign.Finally, transmigration would be if the female lead enters a novel they have read, whether they loved it or not. You know I love villains, so of course it’s the villain’s body that they enter. So, an example wou
Trillionaire After Divorce Final Author's Note
Hi guys!We are finally at the end of the story!! Thank you so so much for reading, thank you for voting and thank you for loving the work and leaving a review; if you haven’t, please do.This last chapter is especially dedicated to anyone dealing with anxiety or depressive symptoms; it is a season, and it will pass. If your best is opening a window, open it. If your best is just basic self-care, taking a shower, moisturising, and putting the pyjamas right back on, do that. One step at a time. You are more loved and valued than you believe, and medication doesn't make you 'weak' or a 'failure'. Don’t be afraid to reach out, but more than that, don’t be afraid when people reach out, say 'yes' to that trip to the beach or bowling gig, or hell, to a walk just around the corner. We are all one.For my next work, it will still be a billionaire romance, and the male lead will still be a walking red flag. Aren’t they just the best? Plusss..how could I forget to mention smut will be present? I
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"But-""It's fine; I'll be back soon.”I say reassuringly to Henry.I wave off his innocent concern despite half my face being covered by his hand.If he were to slap me the same way I slapped him, I'd probably end up in the ICU. Despite knowing that, I leave Henry with Etienne in the living room and follow him like a prisoner escorted to their sentencing.**"You went to the hospital. What for?"This is not the beginning of the conversation I expect, nevertheless, Christopher’s gaze as he closes the door behind me doesn’t leave my face."The headaches, but I have the medicine, so it's fine; more than that, I haven't seen Anthony in days. Did you change my guard?""Anthony?"Christopher asks with a frown, his mouth twisting as if he has eaten something rotten."Who are you calling 'Anthony'?""My- my bodyguard, with brown hair, you assigned him to me."I explain as if he doesn’t already have that information.What is this? What is he playing at?"Did I? And he told you his name? He an
Trillionaire After Divorce Chapter Fifty-Four: Staff Quaters
Christopher D’Amico "Spare me."It took three hours to track Alessio and four hours to corner him like this.Yet this was the nonsense he was spewing?"No."Christopher answered.The gun in his hand had no more bullets, so he hit the back of Alessio's head, causing him to fall to the ground. Of course, Alessio didn't come easily, so the blood he tasted from his lips was his.Hopefully, it wouldn’t leave a mark, but even if it did, the wound was inside his mouth, so Elizabeth would not see it.Still, it didn't matter.Everything would end today, and he could head back to Italy to find another man to take his position.Positions in the mafia could only be replaced through death; there was no such thing as a fair trial, only retirement, that was hard-earned.Alessio held his head at the point of impact as if he thought his skull had shattered. There was blood coming from his head, but Christopher heard nothing crack, at least not yet.Still, there was little he could do to guarantee the
Trillionaire After Divorce Chapter Fifty-Three: Plan Bs?
Blood. He smells like blood. No, not just smells; he has blood on his clothes.Closing my eyes and opening them, I focus on the bouncing bunny on the screen while Henry bobs his head to the tune.Before long, his little head sways left and right before falling to my stomach as he was resting between my legs, and a soft snore follows.Aww... how precious.His little hands curl against the fabric of my clothes.I should take him to bed; I think Christopher has eaten by now or should be eating, so there should be an interruption.My hands move to scoop him up, but a voice stops me."Is there a reason you are both on the floor when there are perfectly suitable seats next to you?""Henry and I used to sit like this in the old house.”I explain without turning back to him."Are you thinking of the good old times?”His words seem pointed, so I lift Henry in my arms and turn to him with a frown."What is that supposed to mean?”I ask, noticing the curls in his poorly dried hair.Wait, wasn’t
Trillionaire After Divorce Chapter Fifty-Two: Liar
My gaze lingers on the orange glow of the streetlights while my mind centres on the sounds of the cars whooshing past us.My sex is fine now. Other than mild tickling sensations that will go away after three or four rinses in the shower. I am fine.Well, I guess the dull ache choking my throat is something else entirely."You've been quiet for a while now."Christopher comments as he makes a turn to the estate.Of course, I have been quiet. Yesterday, I went to bed and woke up believing that he liked me, that I could have him wrapped around my finger if I tried, and that gave me the confidence to say no to him at the club, and now, I realise that I had gotten ahead of myself.I almost ruined the marriage.There is no divorce, but if perchance he changes his mind, I'll have nothing. I'll lose the one thing I came into the marriage with—Henry.He doesn't like or love me; he is curious about me. Is that even the best way to describe it?Maybe it's more he thinks he likes me.Fuck... if I
Trillionaire After Divorce Chapter Fifty-One: Kit
"No. Never. Not when I am with you. No-"“Not anymore, right? That’s what you want to say next, isn’t it?”I ask as the grip I had on Alessio’s leash lessens.Christopher’s lips seal as if he had no answer to my question.“I…I really can’t believe you even know what love is- ah, that’s why you said you don’t have feelings… ah, I got ahead of myself.”My voice grows smaller as I mumble the new findings."Elizabeth, please...please."“Please, what? That's so vague, considering you need me to call you the way another woman does to get you to orgasm.”I ask as I turn to face him.I think I should leave now; this…this is enough to break any ‘soft’ girl’s heart."Please... believe me. Not with you. I never think of anyone but you."He repeats as if sensing my mood."I'm half out of my mind because of the lube they applied on me, and you can't cum until I call you the nickname the 'love of your life’ called you.""You are the love of my life."Does... he even know what that means?“Then why d
Trillionaire After Divorce Chapter Fifty: Blair
"God damn it, Elizabeth!"Christopher yells as he rattles the cuffs binding him.“I said, let's talk about this later. I didn’t say ‘no’.”"You shut me down twice. I don't trust you not to lock me up somewhere and shut me down a thirty time when there are no consequences.""I won't-""Yeah...see now, I don't trust easily. That's kind of the problem with us... what did you call me? 'broken? Soft?”"Elizabeth.""Let's move on to the third round."I yell, and as if on cue, the announcer produces a tune to signal the entrance to the third round."He can choose. He can choose what he wants! He can choose, but he needs to have the full picture."Christopher finally gives in."I want it in writing.""Done. I'll get it to you by Monday morning. I'm sorry, Elizabeth. I'm sorry that I shut you down and made you feel that this was the only way to communicate. Please...please stop this.""Why? Aren't you having fun? You even left me at the store to get dragged here.""That bastard Taz-""Yes, th
Trillionaire After Divorce Chapter Forty-Nine: Tonight
"Bu-but I've lost."Participant One defended as if he took Christopher’s words seriously."You touched what is mine."The answer came back coldly.The blindfold covering my eyes feels like a burden. I want to see the expression on Christopher’s face. No, I want to see the expression on everyone’s face.I can still feel the echoes of Participant One’s fingers on my nipples. This is going to be harder than I thought."Hey, this thing has consent written all over it; she consented. So why are you threatening me?"The man asks, his desperate voice bordering on whiney."I didn't consent to you touching my wife.""Yes, you did, Taz-""Ah yes, mentioning another dead man."Christopher says in a light tone; one could almost think he is joking. Almost."Bu-""Next Participant."The announcer announced, perhaps bored with the back and forth."I'm out.""Wait, but..."The familiar voice of Participant One hesitates, perhaps hating that a participant backed down instead of doubling down like him.
