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Abandoned by my ex, Reclaimed by his boss Chapter Twenty-five
Chapter Twenty-Five DAMIAN The message arrived just after sunrise, slicing through the quiet of morning with cold finality. You’re expected in by 9. No more leave extensions. — E.W. No greeting. No signature beyond the initials I knew too well. Just Ethan Wolfe’s voice through the screen—clinical, sharp, and unmistakably controlling. I stared at the words for longer than necessary, not because I was caught off guard, but because I recognized the precision behind the timing. Ethan never did anything by chance. He’d let me have my silence, my temporary exile, but now—he was calling me back. Not because I was ready, but because he was. Behind me, the soft rustle of movement broke the silence. Audrey entered the room, her presence a quiet comfort I didn’t yet deserve. A plush robe hung from her shoulders, loosely knotted, and she carried a steaming mug of coffee in both hands. She paused by the dresser, gaze settling on me. She didn’t need to ask. Her eyes flicked to the phone
Abandoned by my ex, Reclaimed by his boss Chapter Twenty-four
Chapter Twenty- fourDAMIANThe final strike of the gavel echoed like a gunshot, sealing my fate in a room that suddenly felt too small for the storm building inside me. I didn’t flinch. I didn’t blink. I just stood there, staring straight ahead, my jaw locked so tight it ached. The judge’s voice still rang in my ears, flat and resolute, delivering a verdict that stripped me of more than just legal ground—it gutted what was left of my pride.I heard the rustle of papers. Chairs scraping back. A murmur swelling as people rose to leave. But I remained rooted. Outside, the hallway was a frenzy—reporters shouting, cameras flashing, pens scribbling lies before ink even hit the page. None of that mattered. What did was the image of Liana walking past me with Ethan Stone at her side, his arm protective around her like he was some goddamn knight in shining armor.My throat tightened. It should have been me.Ethan’s eyes flicked in my direction—cold, unreadable—and then they moved on, like I w
Abandoned by my ex, Reclaimed by his boss Chapter Twenty-Three
Chapter Twenty-ThreeLIANAThe click of the front door unlocking jolted me out of the haze I’d been drowning in for the past hour.I was curled up on the far end of Ethan’s leather sectional, arms wrapped around a pillow like it could shield me from everything spiraling out of control. A book lay open in my lap, unread. I hadn’t turned a page in over an hour. The only light came from the low amber glow of the lamp beside me and the glittering skyline stretching beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows. Manhattan sparkled, alive and detached, while the air inside the penthouse was thick with the kind of silence that waits for a storm.Ethan stepped in, his presence commanding even without a word. His tie was already loosened, the top two buttons of his dress shirt undone, sleeves rolled to his forearms. He looked tired, but not in the usual way. This wasn’t the fatigue of a long day at work—it was the weariness of fighting a battle behind closed doors.“You’re back late,” I said, rising slo
Abandoned by my ex, Reclaimed by his boss Chapter Twenty - Two
Chapter Twenty -Two LIANAMorning arrived like a thief—stealing sleep I never had, replacing it with exhaustion and tension that clung to my skin like static.Ethan was already gone.His side of the bed was cold, the sheets smoothed into sterile perfection. No note. No text. Just absence, deliberate and efficient. Like I’d been dismissed from a scene once my role was done.I sat up slowly, the weight of last night pressing against my spine. The echo of his words still rang in my ears. Don’t confuse this with something real. As if I ever had the luxury of believing in fairy tales.I showered quickly, scrubbing off the remnants of perfume and false intimacy. The black silk camisole was discarded like a lie. I changed into soft jeans and a loose sweater, the kind of clothes that didn’t belong in Ethan's polished world.The hallway outside the master suite was quiet, save for the distant murmur of someone speaking downstairs. I walked fast, head down, ignoring the sting behind my eyes. I
Abandoned by my ex, Reclaimed by his boss Chapter Twenty one
Chapter Twenty- oneLIANAThe party ended and we soon headed home.The moment we stepped inside the penthouse, I didn’t wait. I turned immediately toward the hallway that led to the guest room—my room. The illusion might still linger in the outside world, but I needed space. Distance. Air. My feet ached from the heels, my back hurt from the posture, and my face throbbed from the fake smiles I had worn like armor.But I had barely taken two steps before his voice cut across the quiet."You're not sleeping there tonight."I froze. Slowly, I turned to face him. Ethan was standing by the console table, already unbuttoning the cuffs of his shirt, as casual and composed as ever."Excuse me?" I asked, keeping my voice level even though my pulse jumped.He didn’t even glance up. "You're sleeping in my room. With me."I blinked. "That wasn't part of the agreement."His eyes lifted then, sharp and unreadable. "It was always part of the illusion. You think people aren’t watching? Everyone in thi
Abandoned by my ex, Reclaimed by his boss Chapter Twenty
Chapter TwentyLIANAThe moment our car eased to a halt in front of the Grand Marquette Hotel, my entire body tightened like a drawn bowstring. My heartbeat wasn’t in my chest anymore—it hovered somewhere between my throat and stomach, thudding with a kind of anxious rhythm I couldn't tame. I had known this night would come, but now that it was here, the reality hit harder than I’d expected.Outside, chaos reigned. The night was alive with flashes—pulses of white light from hundreds of cameras, flickering like manic lightning in a storm. Paparazzi lined the entrance like a hungry, snarling pack, their voices rising as soon as our black Bentley rolled into view. They surged forward in a frenzy, elbows jutting, camera lenses aimed like weapons. The sound of shouting names and questions bled into a relentless roar. It was loud, dizzying, and suffocating.I clutched the bejeweled clutch in my lap with such force my knuckles turned white. My instincts told me to shrink, to curl into myself
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