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144. THE LAST MOVE~SOME HOURS EARLIERNicholas, tired of standing went back inside after watching the box burn. He still had felt no closure. He wanted nothing but revenge. The phone in his pocket buzzed and he fished it out of his pocket.It was an email from the company. He pushed the notification and read the contents of the message.The iPhone struck the wall with tremendous force and shattered into small pieces, the parts clattering everywhere.Nicholas was fuming and growling, his hands tightened into fists. How dare they fire him? Who the fuck did they think he was? He was not going down without a fight.The pain he was going through fueled his rage. He would make them pay one way or another. He stomped down the stairs blind with fury. He pictured his hands wrapped tightly around Matteo's neck.Then the neck slowly transformed in his head, morphine into a small slender supple neck that belonged to Diana. A sick smile played on his lips.He went into the kitchen and opened the
Craving my ex wife after divorce 145
145. END GAME"I hope that I can trust you, Mr. Armani," James Molten said as he was about to get down from the vehicle.Matteo assured him confidently. "Your shares are safe in my hands James and I plan to stay here for a while. I am not going anywhere."James Molten nodded and opened the door to get out without saying another word.Matteo was left alone with his driver as the car sped on."There is something you need to know," Black Hound said as he looked straight ahead. There was a graveness in the way he spoke.Matteo listened with rapt attention."I got some recordings that you will want to hear," Black Hound said. "I want you to listen to it in this vehicle because as of now, it is the only secure place," He finished.Matteo was becoming uneasy. "That bad?" He asked, looking at the rearview mirror to see the eyes of his bodyguard."I think bad is an understatement, it is going to be a shocking revelation," Black Hound said in a solemn tone."Alright, let's hear it," Matteo said
Craving my ex wife after divorce 146
THE RESCUEMasters Randall was neither a superstitious man by nature nor a religious one per se. But today of all days did not feel right. He could not tell what was making him uneasy but he was sure something was amiss.He had not spoken to his daughter in days now and he was worried about what shit show she may have started behind his back. He had failed that daughter of his and there was nothing he could do to change that.This morning when he had called Martha on his phone, there was no answer. That gave him his first reason to be concerned. Martha always answered his call no matter where she was or what she was doing.The second person she answered like that was her grandson. So what was the reason why La Matrona of the Consortium refused to pick up the phone?Had Priscilla run her mouth again? There were so many questions going through his old mind he did not know which one to answer.Masters had spent the night in his study with a cup of scotch and a Cuban cigar, his head tingl
Craving my ex wife after divorce 147
147. IS THIS THE END?Suicide and Chrome were both exhausted from their ongoing combat with this huge guy. They had wanted to go after Matteo as he was carrying his wife's unconscious form away.It was the sound of the gunshot that made them realize just how deeply they were fucked. They saw Nicholas, his face already white from blood loss holding his severely bleeding crotch, twitching and jerking involuntarily in pain.Suicide and Chrome realized to their horror that Nicholas was never going to have sex again. They both turned and ran after Matteo only to be blocked by a giant they had not even heard coming.Suicide brought out a wicked-looking jack knife, military-grade, while Chrome had on a pure gold knuckle duster on his right fist and a shining silver one on his left fist.Black Hound knew that both men were a package deal. He had done a quick reading of their bio-data to have a feel for how they both operated.Suicide would attack first with a knife from a flank and Chrome wou
Craving my ex wife after divorce His toy
Diana Ross jumped at the sudden sound of the door flying open.Her neck length hair vibrated and her night dress wrinkled at the action. Her heart rose and fell heavily as she stared at the man who stood in the doorway. He was both scary and inviting. His body was the definition of a sexy man. Matteo Armani walked into the dimly lit room and stopped before his wife. He was shirtless, with the sleek body of an underwear model. He was tall like every woman's dream and his handsome face made heads turn each time he passed. Maybe it was because of his deep blue eyes; or it was the sharpness of his jawline. It could have also been because of the beautiful curls that fell over his forehead. He brought his hands to her cheeks and kept it there.Diana let out a shiver. She was a small woman compared to her husband. Yet her body was curvy at the right places. Her jade blue eyes were one of her greatest assets. It made her stand out from the rest of the women out there and her kind nature mad
Craving my ex wife after divorce Broken wife
Diana Ross was prepared to remain on the floor and cry away her sorrows forever. Unfortunately, she could not do that. This was because of the fear she had for her husband. She did not want Matteo to catch her crying. He would scold her. He would also bully her and probably threaten to go on a trip for months; therefore abandoning her alone in the house. She did not think she could handle any of that; in the state that she was in.Suddenly, her phone rang.This startled her as she was not expecting any calls at the odd hour. She never really expected calls. Her mother had refused to speak with her. Matteo would not let her talk freely with anyone either. He was that possessive of her. There was only one person though, who had the guts to call her whenever she wanted. That person feared no one.The phone was by the bedside table. Diana placed her hand on the table and felt around for it until she found it. She checked the caller ID and widened her eyes. She was right. It really was
Craving my ex wife after divorce Divorce
Diana trembled on the floor.She stared into nothingness as she was still in shock from what had just happened to her. She was still on the floor where her supposed husband had left her. Her back was on the tiled floor and the cold sipped into her naked body.Her nightdress was beyond ruined. Her hands were sprawled on the floor. Her legs still vibrated like crazy. Lone tears escaped her eyes. They were no longer flowing down like before. She had already cried her eyes down.Diana was finding it hard to believe that Matteo had done this to her. He was once sweet. He once made the world worth living. He promised to conquer the world and give it to her as a gift and she had believed it all.Where was that gift now?Where was the world he promised?Where was the sweetness? The love?Her lips started trembling again. They had gone pale from crying and she felt a fresh batch of tears coming again. She felt too hurt. Diana felt broken. Matteo had crossed the line today. He had hurt her mor
Craving my ex wife after divorce Love and war
The Haven was a place for everyone.Playboys, gigolos, casual flings and so on. It was also a celebrity Hotspot and most days it was filled with paparazzi pretending to be customers.The Haven served as a restaurant by day and night club by night. It was placed at the top of the trend. It was where scandals were made and secret affairs were created.An attractive woman took her seat in a more private section of the club. There was only one sofa and a round glass table. The lights in the club kept switching from blue to purple; as if to compliment her personality. Her fashion sense screamed socialite and influencer. It was a simple red dress that hugged her body and showed off her curves. Every man that walked past her table almost always looked twice in her direction.Maria Jones' Twitter handle had over a million followers but for a socialite, she lived a very private life. She was happy with having only a few friends and Diana was the only friend that mattered the most.It was quite
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