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You're Mine, Ex-wife! Never Letting Go
"Put me down!" I exclaimed, my voice echoing through the room as I writhed in the unexpected grip, trying to free myself from the unseen force."I said put me down!" I repeated, my frustration mounting as the unseen force carried me outside the door and then abruptly dropped me to the ground on my feet. I turned to see who had manhandled me, only to be met by the imposing figure of a huge guard."What the fuck...is this huh, do you all rare guards here?" I demanded, my anger simmering. "I need to go in.""Sorry, you can't," the guard replied firmly."Why not?" I pressed, my worry for Charlotte fueling my impatience."Miss Charlotte is the one who said so," the guard explained, his expression unreadable.As I processed the guard's words, a voice from inside the hospital room shattered the tense silence. "I said so! Leave, Dylan. I don't want to see you ever!" Charlotte's voice rang out, laced with anger and finality.Her words struck me like a blow, leaving me reeling with confusion a
You're Mine, Ex-wife! My WIFE
Charlotte POVShocked, I felt Aaron's hand being abruptly pulled away from me, and as I turned, I was bewildered to find Dylan standing there. He swiftly grasped my hand and insisted, "We need to talk." Ignoring the curious gazes of onlookers, he led me away from my seat. "Dylan, let me go," I protested, attempting to free myself from his grip, but he was resolute as he guided me to a quieter corner of the party in the park."What do you want?" I demanded, my frustration shown in my voice and on my face as I glared at Dylan."I want you, Charlotte. We need to talk. I know it hurt. All that happened." Dylan began, but I interrupted him sharply. "That's enough, Dylan. I don't want to hear it from you. Just let me forget my past, okay?" I glared at him in anger, my frustration boiling over."Charlotte, listen up." Dylan said as he took a step closer, but I instinctively moved backward. "I know you went through a lot, and I believe we could..." His words were cut off as Aaron rushed over
You're Mine, Ex-wife! His perfect pull
I froze in my seat, feeling all eyes turn toward me. "What is Dylan trying to do...?" I wondered silently."Not her," Dylan announced, breaking the tension. "The little lady at the next table." As the attention shifted away from me, I followed the gazes of the others to the neighboring table, where a beautiful young girl sat, clutching her toy with a sunny smile. "That's my wife!" Dylan declared, and the room erupted into laughter."Thank goodness," I muttered, releasing a relieved sigh as the tension dissipated.Dylan POVFrom my vantage point on the stage, I observed Charlotte's nervous reaction as all eyes turned toward her. I couldn't help but smile as she visibly relaxed, relieved to have escaped the spotlight. I knew all too well that thrusting her into the public eye would only drive us further apart and jeopardize any chance of winning her back. That was not a risk I could afford to take at this critical moment.Locking eyes with Charlotte, I noticed her fleeting glance in my
You're Mine, Ex-wife! Just like him
"D-Davidson?!" I stammered in shock, the music fading into the background.His expression was unreadable as he held me, surprise and something else flickering in his eyes."Charlotte, I didn't mean to startle you," he said softly, his voice barely audible over the music.My heart raced as I tried to make sense of the unexpected events. The dance continued, with the shifting dynamics between Dylan, Aaron, and now Davidson adding an unforeseen layer of tension within me.I glanced back at Aaron, who stood there with a shocked expression, and then turned to face Davidson, who still wore a smile on his face."Charlotte, I didn't expect to run into you here," Davidson said, his tone friendly as he held me in the midst of the dance.Memories of our time in college flooded back, as did his persistent requests for a date and my decision to focus on my studies instead of romance at that time. Now, as I looked at him, I couldn't deny the change in him. He seemed more confident and put together,
You're Mine, Ex-wife! The Slut
"She isn't leaving with anyone," the voice declared, drawing our attention.Startled, I turned to see Dylan stepping forward in slow, cool steps, his expression resolute.Davidson and Aaron turned toward the source of the voice, and I felt a knot of anxiety tighten in my stomach as the tension between Dylan and Davidson escalated. Davidson let out a smirk and spoke, "You must be joking, man," as he moved forward, his confidence shown.Dylan's response was firm as he stepped closer to Davidson, his expression unyielding. "You think so? Well, I don't," he retorted, positioning himself in close proximity to Davidson."You can't just come here and start talking nonsense, man. Just move away. I'm already dealing with enough competition," Davidson countered, his tone edged with frustration.Dylan chuckled in response, his stance unwavering. "I think it's about to get a lot tougher with me here," he added, his words with determination."I don't think so," Davidson shot back, his eyes shootin
You're Mine, Ex-wife! In Terror
"What the hell are you doing?" Dylan erupted, rising from his seat in a fit of anger as he glared at Allison. I looked up at Allison again to be sure, and then I looked down at my wine-drenched clothes, feeling shock and embarrassment at the same time as what had just happened. "What have I done to deserve this?" I asked silently, bewildered by the sudden turn of events.Allison recoiled as Dylan advanced toward her; she moved much away from him, then, out of nowhere, she exploded, her voice ringing out through the restaurant as she yelled in anger."What the hell am I doing here?" she exclaimed, her words laced with fury, drawing the attention of everyone in the vicinity."Why are you here with this slut of a woman?" She continued, her voice rising. "You've hardly been home since you got back with her, Dylan. Am I not good enough for you? Can't you have me and be at peace, huh?" She shouted, her accusations reverberating through the space.Amidst the commotion, murmurs and whispers r
You're Mine, Ex-wife! Loud Bang
"Ah!" I screamed in terror, my heart pounding in my chest as the unexpected sound reverberated around us.The bustling hotel fell into a stunned silence, and a wave of panic rippled through everyone as people stopped in their tracks, their expressions mirroring the shock and fear that had gripped me.Dylan rushed to my side and enveloped me in his arms, providing protection in the midst of the chaos. Instinctively, I drew even closer, seeking comfort in his embrace."Everyone, get inside!" the hotel manager urgently called out, attempting to restore order. However, before we could react, another gunshot shattered the air, freezing me in place with fear."Charlotte, let's go!" Dylan urged, his voice filled with urgency, but the shock had left me paralyzed, unable to move.Realizing the urgency of the situation, Dylan swiftly scooped me up in a bridal-style carry, his swift and decisive actions carrying me back into the safety of the hotel lobby. Amid the chaos, I clung to him tightly.
You're Mine, Ex-wife! "Dylan, Fuck!!"
"Who could that be?" I murmured in shock, and Dylan paused, his eyes locked with mine."Who is that?" Dylan's voice broke the silence, and his brows furrowed in confusion. "Is that Mr. White?" the unfamiliar voice on the other side of the door inquired."No, you've got the wrong door," Dylan responded, his tone firm yet polite."What's your entry pass, sir?" The voice persisted."5541," Dylan replied, his gaze briefly leaving the door to meet my eyes as I lay there, emotions flickering across my face.With a hint of apology in his tone, the voice on the other side of the door retreated, the sound of footsteps fading away. Dylan turned back to me fully, a soft smile playing on his lips. In a silent reassurance, he leaned in and pressed a tender kiss to my lips, a silent promise of the intimacy that awaited, one that I was anticipating.After our kiss, Dylan turned me over and guided me to sit on his lap with my leg crossed around him, his back against the bed's headboard. I could feel
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You're Mine, Ex-wife! A Stranger Who Saved My Life
Charlotte POVMy heart still racing with anger and hurt, I was abruptly jolted from my thoughts as Allison, like a whirlwind of fury, swung the car door open and shoved me out onto the gravel driveway. The shock of the sudden push left me stumbling, my hands reaching out instinctively to steady myself. As I regained my footing, I was greeted by a scene that left me utterly bewildered.Before me stood a gathering of people - everyone, Dylan's relatives. Allison, her face contorted with rage, advanced towards me with clenched fists, her eyes blazing with anger. I braced myself for the blow, closing my eyes tightly and bowing my head in anticipation. But to my surprise, the blow never came I wasn't hit . Instead, I heard a voice beside me, a voice I didn't recognize. "Charlotte, are you okay?" the stranger asked, his tone filled with concern. Slowly, I opened my eyes to find a young man standing in front of me, his gaze fixed on mine with worry and determination. The guy had held Allis
You're Mine, Ex-wife! Davidson's
Davidson POV Stepping into the grand hotel, the air thick with the hum of chatter and laughter, I heard my name being called by my group of friends. "Davidson, Davidson!" their voices rang out in jovial tones, and I turned to acknowledge them with a wave and a smile. Yet, amidst the friendly banter and familiar faces, my thoughts were consumed by one name alone - Charlotte.With a heavy heart, burdened by the memory of Charlotte's rejection and the ache of unrequited love, I sought solace by the serene waters of the hotel's swimming pool. Each step towards the pool felt like a journey into the depths of my own turmoil, a desperate attempt to quell the storm of emotions raging within me.Standing at the edge of the pool, lost in contemplation, I was startled by the sound of my name whispered behind me. "Davidson," a voice called out, and a delicate hand brushed against my bare skin, sending a shiver down my spine. The touch was both cold and warm, a paradoxical sensation that jolted m
You're Mine, Ex-wife! My EX-HUSBAND
As the darkness enveloped me like a shroud, a lone beacon of light in the distance beckoned to me, a promise of respite amid the encroaching night. With a surge of determination, I quickened my pace, each step fueled by the dwindling reserves of strength that I clung to desperately.Finally, I reached the welcoming glow of the house, my heart pounding with relief and exhaustion. I rapped urgently on the door, the sound echoing through the stillness of the night until it swung open to reveal a middle-aged woman peering out at me with curiosity and concern."Good day, ma'am. I need your help," I managed to gasp out, my voice strained from the exertion of the long and arduous journey. The words spilled forth in a rush, a plea for aid from a weary traveler who had stumbled upon a rare sanctuary in the darkness.With a weary sigh, I relayed my tale of misfortune—the broken-down car, the dead phone, the endless stretch of desolate road that had led me to her doorstep. exhaustion hung heavy
You're Mine, Ex-wife! Break down
Dylan POV As the days stretched on in the somber confines of the hospital room, Allison's heart-wrenching cries seemed to echo endlessly, a haunting soundtrack to the anguish that enveloped us all. Her mother, Sonia, and my steadfast grandma Adaline stood vigil by her side, their presence a shield against the darkness that threatened to consume her fragile spirit. They watched over her with unchanging devotion, their eyes filled with sorrow and determination.Yet amid the hushed whispers and heavy silences, a singular obsession gnawed at me—a relentless need to reach Charlotte, to bridge the chasm that had widened between us. Ignoring the pleas and protests of those around me, I made a fateful decision to seek her out, to confront the tumultuous emotions that churned within me.The drive to Charlotte's house was a blur of frenzied determination, each passing mile fueling the fire of my resolve. Pulling up to the imposing gates that guarded her sanctuary, I braced myself for the confr
You're Mine, Ex-wife! Karma is such a bitch
Allison POVAs I slowly blinked my eyes open, the world around me came into focus, the sterile white walls of the hospital room closing in around me. disorientation gripped me as I realized I was alone, the silence of the room echoing with my confusion.Memories flooded back in a rush, the events leading up to this moment playing out like a fragmented movie in my mind. I remembered the sharp pain, the sickening thud as I fell and struck my baby bump on the unforgiving edge of the table in the living room. Dylan's panicked face swam before me, his urgent actions to get me to safety etched in my memory.A surge of panic shot through me as I instinctively reached for my swollen belly, only to be met with a hollow emptiness that made my heart skip a beat. Confusion clouded my thoughts as I stared down at my once-prominent baby bump, now reduced to a flat expanse that betrayed the absence of the life that had once thrived within me."Huh?!" I gasped, the realization hitting me like a physi
You're Mine, Ex-wife! How unlucky can one man be
The air crackled with tension as my anger simmered just beneath the surface, a volatile mix of emotions threatening to erupt at any moment. "Why am I wasting my words with you, huh?" I seethed, my voice edged with frustration as I snatched the car key from Allison's hand, my resolve firm and unwavering. "I need to go get the woman I want," I declared to Allison, my gaze steely as I turned away, determined to follow the path my heart yearned for.Allison's desperate plea echoed in the room, a final attempt to hold onto a love slipping through her fingers. "Dylan, you can't do this to me," her voice carried a note of desperation, a plea tinged with fear and uncertainty. But my mind was set, my steps resolute as I pushed forward, the pull of destiny drawing me towards a future I dared to grasp.As I neared the door, a sudden weight bore down on my arms, a force pulling me back with unexpected strength. "What are you doing?" I demanded, my voice tinged with anger as I turned to face Allis
You're Mine, Ex-wife! I Really love her
Returning home after a prolonged absence, I sank into the comforting embrace of the living room couch, the familiar surroundings enveloping me. Memories flooded my mind as I reflected on the life I once shared with Charlotte, a time filled with joy and love. Yet, amidst the reminiscing, a pang of regret pierced my heart as I acknowledged a rift that had torn us apart. "It's all my fault," I admitted to myself in a hushed tone, my confession hanging heavy in the air.As I gazed into the empty space before me, a bittersweet smile tugged at the corners of my lips, memories of our days together playing like a movie in my mind. The laughter, the shared dreams, the moments of intimacy - all now tinged with loss and longing. "I still love her," I whispered to the silent room, the words echoing softly in the stillness.The flickering light of the setting sun cast a warm glow through the window, painting the room in hues of gold and amber. Shadows danced across the walls, mirroring the turbule
You're Mine, Ex-wife! Opened Wounds
I needed to speak to Charlotte, to address the heartache that was so clearly etched on her face. Allison's voice escalated, slicing through the hum of the supermarket with a sharpness that made me flinch. "How can you leave us here for a barren woman!" she exclaimed, her words loaded with an accusation that reverberated down the aisles.Her declaration stopped me cold. I spun around, facing her, my shock mirrored in the eyes of the onlookers who had overheard. "What's your problem, Allison? How could you say that?" I demanded, my voice a cocktail of disbelief and anger.The air between us crackled with tension, shoppers pausing in their tracks to witness the drama. Allison's face was set, her eyes unyielding as she spat back, "That's what she is."But I couldn't stand there, couldn't digest the cruelty in her words or the scene we were causing. I muttered to myself, "I don't have time for this," my mind racing with the need to find Charlotte, to apologize, to make things right.Witho
You're Mine, Ex-wife! It shouldn't hurt
The revelation was like a cold wave crashing down upon me, chilling and unrelenting. The words swirled in my head, a chaotic symphony that refused to settle into any coherent melody. It was a reality I had never anticipated, one where the man I had poured my heart into could turn and give a piece of himself to the woman who had upended my life. It was a bitter pill, laced with the poison of betrayal, and it forced an unwelcome epiphany upon me. Dylan's affection, it seemed, had been nothing but a masquerade.With a heavy heart and thoughts racing, I murmured to myself, still reeling from shock, "This doesn't make any sense... or perhaps, now it does. Dylan never truly loved me. It was all pretense."My voice was barely a whisper, a feeble attempt to console my breaking heart. The room was thick with tension, a silent witness to the drama unfolding.Then, as if on cue, Allison lifted her gaze to meet mine. Her lips curled into a smile, a sickeningly sweet expression that felt like a da
