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Chapter Twenty-One: Three Days
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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
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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
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"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
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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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"Don't whisper to my wife. It makes me feel left out."Christopher says from behind me."Oh...no, it's just girls' secrets; surely you wouldn't wa-""She is mine. I get jealous easily."Christopher cuts her off as he places a hand on my waist, tugging me to his side and further from her.No, but why is he like this? At least give me a chance to show you that I can handle myself."Oh, Mr D’Amico, I-I am a woman, I assure you-""Have you slept with women?”He asks rudely."What?"The question seems to ambush her because, with a frown, she turns to me.I shrug my shoulders, and her lips twitch in annoyance.“No, I-”She begins to answer, but Christopher speaks over her again.“I was asking my wife.”What?“Elizabeth?"He calls, realising that I am just as stunned as Juniper is."Have you slept with women?""I...um, once."But I don't like bullying women; I like it better when men cry.But before I can add this, Christopher's hand on my waist tightens, and he stares at her as if to say, ‘D
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Christopher chuckles. I think he is enjoying them as a couple.My concern with his enjoyment is that he looks too handsome when he laughs. I keep finding my gaze drawn to him, and I’m not the only one; both Juniper and her husband are blushing.Christopher turns to face me with his smile maintained; when he realises that I am watching him too, his gaze drops to my breasts.My fork clatters on my plate, and my hand immediately covers my mouth to prevent food from spilling as I cough out the food that flew to the back of my throat in my surprise.“Slowly, baby.”Christopher soothes as he uses my choking as an excuse to stroke my bare back.When the coughing subsides, his hand trails lower and lower until it settles on the first curve of my ass.He- he can’t be serious!“Are you-”I try to berate him, but Benjamin clears his throat loudly and fans himself."You know, Lizzy, she doesn't like jewellery, which is probably why she doesn't know the brand. She was very modest in high school, t
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Juniper gasps for air when I pull her face away from the falling water.“You crazy bit- ugh!”I force her face once more into the water.“Ah…I guess you still need to cool down.”“Stsbbb..”Her begging comes off gurgled, and it's only when she stops struggling that I take her out of the water and push her backwards.She staggers and supports herself on the artistic wall.Her hair and make-up are ruined; she looks like a drowned rat, even though she is exhaling fumes of anger.“Go ahead, Juniper. I dare you to release the videos. Shit…what were the contents? Was it a lap dance that you manipulated into a reverse cowgirl? That’s fine. Are you really that stupid that you think I hung out with you because I was scared? I am a Lawson, I will destroy you if I even sniff that video online. In addition to being a Lawson, I’m now a D’Amico. Every single business deal keeping your husband earning millions and keeping you tolerating a sex-less marriage, because let's face it, he is getting laid
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Wait, why is my heart racing? Is it adrenaline?I ponder as Christopher opens the passenger door for me. His cologne surrounds me as I pass him and he slams the door shut before standing outside and…is he calling someone?Christopher places his hand on the door as he leans to speak on the phone, keeping me locked inside.Yes, adrenaline.It has to be adrenaline that’s making my face flush.I stare at his large frame one last time and whisper to myself, ‘Honey, he is as red as they come, don’t even think about it. You have a son.’With that, my body cooled.If I fall in love with the father of my child and it breaks me because he only thinks about Blair, who will take care of Henry?“I’m already fucked up as it is.”I mutter and lean back in my seat. It is only when the driver’s side swings open and Christopher enters that I realise he is done with his call.“Urgh…I’m exhausted.”I mutter to Christopher.If he heard me, he made no attempt to answer my question.Christopher starts the c
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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
Trillionaire After Divorce Chapter Fifty-Five: Swallowed by the Ocean
"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.
