All Chapters of Trillionaire After Divorce: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

"Forget you comparing me to your ex, you want to sleep with other men?” His tone feels chilling in the oddest of ways; I should be the one upset with him! I should be the one with all the cards! “Yes.” I answer as the braveness I felt as I said the words began slowly fading. Matteo nods before he takes a slow step towards me. A smile curls his lips, but my sense of danger is screaming. “Mostriciattola mia, do you think there is a man who will survive sleeping with you.” His voice is calm, but everything inside me is begging me to run, so I take a step back from him, matching his steps; when he takes one towards me, I take one away, and before long, I find myself next to the stairs. “The contract never said anything about exclusivity. You are allowed to covet your sister-in-law, and I want my fun too.” I say quickly, but the expression that flashes on his face warns that I shouldn’t test him. “I am allowed to covet my sister-in-law?” He repeats with a sneer. “And you want you

"Firstly, your signature means you will participate in the will's terms."The man who visited my mother dressed in a blue suit says. He pauses to sip his tea, which smells of jasmine before he continues."These are the-""I would like to withdraw."I say, interrupting him; perhaps I should have said my piece while he sipped his tea instead of waiting."You cannot withdraw.""Technically, yes, but I can refuse to participate. I was told the will's terms were if I marry Daniel, I get-""The will's terms have changed."He says, cutting me off. We are both being rude."What do you mean the terms of the will have changed? I signed with the information the late Montgomery Gordon gave me."I defend, but he only rummages his bag for a folder as if his answer lay there."I mean exactly that; the terms of the will have changed."The man hands me the third folder in his case."The late former prime minister Mr Montgomery Gordon instructed me to hand this to you in case of his death. You are the

Blood? Is that why I've been so bizarre lately, the fatigue and the headaches? All because of my period? With a sigh, I flush the toilet and rummage my room for some leftover tampons from the last time. "Ugh...this is so not the time. I wanted to...punish him." Perhaps not the best reasons out there, but if I slept with another person, Matteo might be so disgusted with me that he would let me go. This would have been the perfect time because he is distracted by Victoria, God! He must have the devil on his side. I cancelled my trip to the office; even though my cramps were not as severe as last time, I still took painkillers just in case. Luckily enough, most of the pain seemed to fade before lunch. ** "I brought coffee and pastries. Not a full lunch, but hey, it's something." I say as I enter Stanley's office with the treats in hand. He swings from his chair with a bright smile and takes the treats in my hands, placing them on the space on his desk. "I'm so sorry about our d

“So, you will kill me?” I ask again, hoping he will change his words, but before he can answer, I change my question. “Matteo, do you love me?” The look on his face says it all. I have never seen a more visual ‘in your dreams’ in my life. “But you love me, don’t you?” He asks, turning the question back to me, causing me to recoil at his audacity visibly. “What?” "You love me.” He repeats. For the first time in ages, clarity washes over me. I’m back to being a doormat. Maybe it wasn’t Vincent’s fault for walking all over me. Maybe I just gave him that right, like I gave Matteo by telling him I loved him. Love doesn’t exist; why do I keep relearning that lesson? To keep him from noticing how my hands tremble at the shock washing over me, I fix my bra, button my blouse and pull up my pants before pushing him out of my way and stepping out of the car. “Olivia.” He calls, so I look up at him. “Yes.” “You love me, do-” The front door opens, and a man carrying two black sui

Natasha M. Forrest"Why?"Natasha, who had been waiting for her cue to leave, suddenly threw a vase with peach flowers at the girl trembling in the corner."Why is she here?"Natasha screamed at the girl. It wasn't really a question that the girl could answer, but that didn't matter."I-I'm sorry, she said she had to give you a present! It looked like she would give you a lot of money, so I let her i-in!"The girl trembled as she said this, but nothing could reach Natasha.“Hey! Do I look broke? Do you think I need that skank’s money?”“I-I’m sorry! I’m so sorry!”The girl said as she trembled, but Natasha’s’ frustrated cry filled the room. It was clear to the girl that Natasha didn’t care about her state, so she began to crawl away."You are sure it was Olivia and Blair?"When Natasha asked this in a calmer voice, the girl relaxed and stopped crawling away."Y-yes… I-I’ve seen them o-n t-t-tv before—wait, no, please don't hit me!"The girl screamed, but Natasha's leg had already fall