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Chapter Seventeen: Why
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Trillionaire After Divorce Chapter Eighteen: Calm
"Girls, girls, breathe,"I say casually as I straighten my back."My husband insists on security, so-"“You’re married?”Britney interrupts as her mouth falls open.“I am.”I say and wave my ring.Rose’s mouth turns downward as she takes my hand, but just as she moves it to observe the gem, my brown-haired bodyguard pulls my hand back, worsening her sneer.“Who did you marry?”Rose asks without missing a beat.“Christopher D’Amico.”“Isn’t…that your brother-in-law?”“Well, technically, but my sister isn’t married yet; the wedding is soon.”“Why would you marry your brother? Isn’t that incest?”Britney asks with a disgusted look on her face.“Britney, no, it's ‘brother-in-law’; they aren’t related.”“So, it's not incest?”Rose takes a second to sigh exasperatedly before turning back to me. "So, what you mean to say, Lizzy, is that you don’t have any say in your marriage?"Well, yes, technically, I have no say."It's more that I respect his decision to keep bodyguards around me; he mus
Trillionaire After Divorce Chapter Nineteen: Unconditional Love
The urge to smoke is overwhelming, but instead I settle for mint gum I bought on the way out from the mall.If not for Henry, I'd be at some bar on a night like this.I am not upset with what my ‘friends’ said; it's more that the brown-haired guard heard them, and he might spill everything to Christopher.I don’t want to look any more pathetic in his eyes.Go~oood! Must he know more of me?I groan inwardly as the heavy night wind tousles my hair. I can smell rain, so any second now, there will be a downpour.The gum in my mouth is tasteless now, so I remove it, place it on a saucer and grab the strawberry milk box.It’s a pack Henry likes, so I picked six for him, but at this rate, I'll have to do his snack shopping later.The sweet milk instantly tastes sour on my tongue due to the mint contrast, so I frown.“Ugh…what an unsightly combination.”With a sigh, I stare out at the front courtyard’s fountain, watching the water spill into the reservoir. It looks very pretty, especially now
Trillionaire After Divorce Chapter Twenty: Since when...?
His expression is terrifying, like an angry dog that has finally been set loose.My leg instantly lifts to kick between his legs, but as if sensing what I intend to do, his hold on me loosens, and I instead stumble backwards. Before he can reach for me again, I turn to the kitchen door, the one I had just locked, but barely three steps in and his large hand circles my waist and lifts me from the ground.“Let….”My desperate cry is cut short as I kick my legs in the air to get him off me, but his hold on me doesn’t loosen until he walks me far from the door and back to the hallway.The heat of his body is tremendous despite the rain that should be shivering him; before I can make sense of his actions, he plants my body back on the ground, spins me to face him and slams my back hard on the wall.“Ack…”My breathing is rugged like his.I don’t know at what point this happened, but one sleeve of my flimsy night dress is cut and hanging low, so low that I can understand why his angry green
Trillionaire After Divorce Chapter Twenty-One: Three Days
A cry tears from my lips when he lifts my body and slams me back into him.“Oh…God…”I cry, and instantly, my panic on ‘soft sex’ fades.As if his first move was to startle me, he instead swings into my body. At some point his arms cradle me like a child as he continues rocking into me.I don’t know if it’s the security of his strong arms on me or the fact that I haven’t had sex in ages, but I already feel as if I am close to an orgasm.A shadow looms at the end of the hall.Someone is watching us.“Wait, wai-”“No.”His firm answer quickly erases my cry, and as if to drive home his point, his thrusts grow faster.My world goes white, and my hold on him tightens as my sex clings to him.As if unconcerned by my state, Christopher begins to move with my entire being clinging to him."I'm coming... sto..p moving."I cry as each step drives his cock slightly in and out of my spasming sex.“Chris- Mr- Mr D’Amico?”A trembling voice calls.Perhaps I am seeing my own things, but is that…Sabri
Trillionaire After Divorce Chapter Twenty-Two: Attention
"Three days?"I ask with a frown to the man sitting upright and groggy while his cum drips down my legs.I am in his shirt. The only thing the butler prepared was Christopher’s clothes, so I took them as my own. I didn’t expect the black shirt on my body to emphasise the shade of his handprints on me.My breasts have purple blotches, my nipples ache and they have teeth marks; my sex is sensitive and dark pink, while my thighs have his handprints, not to mention the marks on my wrist."Are you...is it a medical condition?"I ask; when I try to cross my hands on my chest, I wince and drop them to my side.Shit…it feels like I have an electric current running through my body through my nipples.Unfortunately, all he does is yawn at my question as if asking, 'Do you have to be this noisy in the morning.'"Christopher!"I call when his expression persists."It happens sometimes."He answers.Sometimes? Why does now have to be one of those ‘sometimes’?"What the hell..."I bite my lip and s
Trillionaire After Divorce Chapter Twenty-Three: Eurgh
She's actually crazy...The Stable hand’s repeated mutters grow louder and more convulsive.Her thumb enters her mouth as she chews it mercilessly.I swear I can hear the sound of her teeth crunching on flesh. When she drops her hand from her mouth, I realise she is missing a nail.There is no blood, but her thumb looks badly hurt.Did...did she chew her nails out?Isn't that crazy?The sound of a door shutting calls her attention. She stiffens, and without warning, she turns and runs in the opposite hallway."What the hell...Ow!"I mutter, and as I try to stand, sharp pain pierces my ankle. Don't tell me I've sprained my foot."What are you doing?"Christopher's voice sounds from behind me as if my morning hasn't been eventful enough. Cold green eyes stare down at me from the top of the stairs.If I say Blair's look-alike pushed me, he probably won't believe it. No, he'll probably not ‘want’ to believe me. Aren’t people more defensive towards their guilty pleasures?I may be his wi
Trillionaire After Divorce Chapter Twenty-Four: 'Yes'
"It makes you anxious? Maybe we switch to a non-hormonal one?"The doctor adds, but Christopher shakes his head."No, she doesn't want it. It's fine. I don't know how effective condoms are; we used them, and now we have a son. I'm hoping for a daughter this time, but we'll see.""Is that a threat?"I ask with a frown, and he smiles, but he doesn't answer me; he only turns to the doctor."I'll see you around, doc."**The empty box in my hand feels odd. I've taken the medicine and thought I should be feeling relieved; I only feel anxious.Is it because we are going back to that house?How do I deal with her? I don't want her around my son, but what are the odds of that, considering Christopher rearranged his study just to be able to watch her?How do I scare off a crazy woman?Burning her clothes will only lead to more ammunition against me with Christopher.How do I get her out of the house?"Your phone is ringing."Christopher says."What?"Startled, I jerk in the passenger seat and
Trillionaire After Divorce Chapter Twenty-Five: Burning
What…what is he saying?The double date?No, does he plan to-My gaze moves behind him; it’s a slight movement, but he catches it and squats to my height on the floor.Naturally, he steals my focus once more.His hand pulls mine from my mouth. I hadn’t realised how tightly I clasped it against my mouth until he had to pry it off, and my rugged, loud, and disoriented breathing followed through.My eyes shake as I try to calm myself. He kills people on a daily, so my reaction must look so pathetic to him.Still, this is my husband, a cold-blooded murderer who can kill his dead lover’s look-alike without batting an eye.Dear God, please, don’t ever let me be insignificant to this man.“!”I startle and push myself back into the wall when Christopher leans into me."I said call them.”He says with a frown as if not understanding my hesitation.“Tell them that I will come with you, and while there, if you forget your place as a padrino’s wife and let them walk over you..."He drawls and pe
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