All Chapters of Ruining My Billionaire Ex-Husband: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

KATERINAIt was a miracle that I had not died of cold by the time we got to his house. My sundress clung to my body like second skin at this point.. not that I cared about that too much. The main thing on my mind was how to freshen up and change into a new set of clothes.I had rejected Vincent's clothes back then, yes, but it was mostly because I loathed the man. Accepting a ride from him was already a step too far, and I would not have done it if I was not convinced that I would actually die if they left me alone there.Some boys had come up to me right after Vincent and his assistant left, and they dragged my purse off my hands before I could even fully grasp what was happening. It took a while before I could get over my shock and run to Vincent's car before they came back for me when they realized they had stolen an empty purse, and to top it all off—an inexpensive one.I was simply thankful the attack had not gone beyond that and I was at a shelter for the night, even if it was a

VINCENTSo fucking sensitive and goddamn pliant when touched…Who would have thought?I could not stop thinking of the taste of her lips and the sound of her moans as we ground against each other. She was perfect and yet so fucking wrong. We were both wrong, and what had happened was a mistake like she had noted. Did not mean I would not do it again if I got another chance.I sat behind my desk, letting thoughts of a short-haired woman distract me from work, when there came the sound of knocking on the door. I sat straighter on the second knock, after which the door opened and Whitney appeared at the entrance.She had a huge smile on her face, one which I was not the least bothered to return."Hey pookie! I've missed you so much, you know… I—""Unless you want to be thrown out right now, I suggest that you keep your voice down, Whitney. This UD s work space." I warned, and her lips puckered in a pout."Oh come on, I'm not even that loud." She plopped on the seat across mine and propp

VINCENTKaterina's body was the physical representation of sin.Now, I was a man who liked to pride myself in my level of self-control, yet it was something that this woman that this woman never failed to test when she was near.Her beach wear was lethal; barely covering anything.. not leaving much to imagination. It was simply a pair of bra and panties but with multiple strings here and there. Her breasts were firm and round, sitting perfectly in the bra she wore, and the panties.. they were distracting as hell, was all I could say. Her hair was packed in a messy bun, and her skin glowed, matching the yellow beach wear she had on, in a way that accentuated her beauty even more.Half of the male species had their eyes on her, and it made me even more pissed at her. She knew she was wearing something so scandalous, she should have argued harder with me to keep the coverup on.Letting me convince her so easily when she knew she was practically fucking naked…I walked behind them with

VINCENT".. I'm so sure he's the one carrying out all the dirty work on her behalf. Why do I have a feeling she does not even approve of some of the things he gets done?" James ranted, while I just sat back, watching the video over and over again.The bastard, Kelvin, had not learned anything from the last time. He must think that I cared about his miserable life even the slightest bit. He sent a video to me which had Maggie in it, and she was confessing to spying on them and also, sabotaging their white wine production. Yes, the bastard made her confess to a crime she did not fucking commit.If the fool was in his right senses even the slightest bit, he would realize that ticking Maggie off as the one behind the sabotaging would just mean that he had given the main culprit a free pass; a free window to continue with the wine content distortions.He was asking to meet me face to face so he could hand Maggie over to me. According to him, he could easily hand her to the cops and have t

VINCENTWe had begun to get threats, and at first, I did not want to leave the country. I planned to stay and get everything fixed while I was still around, but James would not hear it.He booked us flight tickets to Spain, saying that we had business to finish up there after all.I sent the same text message which I had sent to Katerina to her side kick, Kelvin, and I hoped that for their own good, they did as I had asked.The cops frequented my office and house, but they never locked me up, only asking questions whenever they dropped by. They had taken James away once, because he had stood up for me when they insisted to take me for questioning in their custody.James would not have it. According to him, I did not belong behind bars, so he worked it out with the cops and ended up there, in my stead.If there was anyone who I owed my life to, it would be James. He was not only my assistant and best friend, he was family.The day before we were supposed to travel, we had already left