All Chapters of Trillionaire After Divorce: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Christopher D’AmicoAlessio chuckled. He seemed to find the situation amusing.“Why did you call me here?”Elizabeth asked after a sigh as if to reset the scenario."We need to find something, and the boss thinks you can help."Alessio chimes in, freeing him from having to maintain the conversation for too long."If you can't come with us, then I can show you pictures.""Pictures?"She repeats this as she takes the phone that Alessio hands to her.She looks at the building in the picture and swipes left to get various angles until she stops at one where a man is kneeling and covered in blood; it is there that she drops the phone."What the hell is that?"Alessio manages to catch the falling phone as if he had anticipated it."I like it. It's one of my favourite pictures. The expression of someone seconds before they die. It's art."Alessio defends.Christopher didn't like Alessio.His obsessions were not normal, and he could drop everything the moment he became obsessed with something

They tasted bitter, like a lie.That was the best way he could describe his feelings. He wanted to hate her, wanted to loathe her; he wanted to be able to see her burn and feel nothing.Yet, despite all he wanted, why was his body betraying him this painfully?The more her glare was pinned on him the more ferociously his blood ran in his body. He could even hear the pumping of his heart.His hold on her wrist tightened; he should let her go before she felt his erection, Christopher reasoned, but he couldn’t.At least not yet, not until he fully inhaled the scent of strawberries seeping from her body.“Hah…fuck, I'm not even a horse, and you are aroused.”She spat, and he felt his pride shrivel.The corners of his lips sank, and rather than let her go, he pushed his hips into the soft flesh of her ass that welcomed him.“I wonder if I can make you neigh.”He threw back in response to the joke that made him want to lock her up; what kind of person thinks so vulgarly?Still, he wanted to

"Is there going to be a honeymoon?"Mum asks when she finds me by the ocean, away from the party.It’s evening now, and there is a diamond ring on my finger; it’s weird that even though he doesn’t know my tastes, it fits me perfectly."Didn't you give him your blessing? Shouldn't you know best?"I reply over the music coming from the dance hall, and her warm smile fades."Elizabeth-""You have never been a mother. You have been a boss, a tyrant, and a control freak, but you have never been a mother, so tell me why you were the one who gave me away when I practically had to raise myself?"I shouldn't yell.I shouldn't have expected her to take my side. But it's hard to understand how anyone can make you feel disappointed when you already have low expectations."Raise yourself? Do you realise that you have never kept a job for longer than three months? Even the one your sister practically handed to you, you had to behave like a criminal and-!""That’s only because you want everything to

The whooshing sounds from other vehicles pass by, if not for them and the smooth sound of the engine, the silence between Christopher and I would have been awkward."I don't want to kill another member of my family."Christopher finally answers.Another? Does he mean Victoria or..."Don't make me have to."He adds, interrupting my racing mind.I can’t believe I let someone like him see through my mask.He is the one person I never wanted to show this pathetically broken side of me."Husband of the year."I mutter weakly and shut my eyes before resting my head on the chair’s back.By the time we got to the ‘honeymoon’ villa, it was two a.m.Unlike the mansion, this villa is made using Arabic architecture that gives it a summer look despite it being cold.From one glance, I can tell that Henry will enjoy playing here.As we make our way to the main entrance, Christopher s

Christopher D’Amico The wetness on Christopher’s back and the fast-forming sticky sensation at the back of his neck irritated him, but not as much as the scent of strawberry milk tickling his nostrils from her hair.He had smelled something similar on Henry, was it a shampoo or lotion?Elizabeth’s brown eyes were wide open, perhaps startled by his fast approach, but he liked it. Surprise suited her well.When she still didn’t speak, he rolled his ways and resisted the urge to tug her long hair that was in a bun.“What is it that you wanted?”He asked, unable to control his fury.This was the part where she said what she wanted more clearly and explained her reason for pouring her drink on him, but she still looked stunned.Her lips moved, but no sound came. In fact, all her moving lips did was draw his attention to their plumpness; he could shove his cock inside and she-A second wave of irritation flooded him because he didn’t understand why he was holding back.Victoria wasn’t inte