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61 — ZOEY’S DISLIKE…
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Dear Ex-husband, My Stepbrother is Your Replacement. 62 — DON’T TEST ME, ANGEL…
ASTRID“Just yesterday.” Gemini states, his tone lacking warmth. “We’ve been dating for a while.”Silvan nods.A shadow flickers in his gaze — hurt? Regret? I’m not sure. But for the barest of seconds, the man who commands board rooms with a lift of his finger looks defeated.And for some reason, that sends a painful pang straight through my heart. I should feel victorious. Finally, I’ve witnessed a crack in Silvan Rourke’s armour. Instead, my ribs squeeze with a pain I cannot describe.“Are my daughters aware of this engagement?” His daughters. Gemini’s fingers tighten over mine. “You mean Zoey and Zara? No worries. They’ll be informed in due time. They already love me. I’m sure they’ll be happy with the news.”Our game plan was to get Silvan to change his mind about the proposal. But I guess we forgot that we’re dealing with a human being called “the demon king.”One minute, his aura is dark and brooding and the next, Silvan stalks to a nearby chair and sinks into it.For a seco
Dear Ex-husband, My Stepbrother is Your Replacement. 61 — ZOEY’S DISLIKE…
ASTRIDI almost had a heart attack when I realized that Zara was missing. Even now, while she stands there, giving me a happy, toothy grin, I can barely calm the rapid thumping of my heart.“Zara, baby, come here.”My relief is short-lived when I finally spot the man standing beside her.Looking imposing and intimidating as always, he pins me in place with a dark stare, his eyes swimming with lethal accusation. Silvan Rourke.He’s deathly, heartbreakingly gorgeous. Full stop.The moment I spotted Michael at the door, I should’ve known that his boss was within the vicinity. But I was too hell bent on finding my daughter to pay attention.Now, something ugly crawls up my throat when I spot Zara’s small hand firmly encased in Silvan’s larger palm. My heart tightens with dread.This isn’t how I wanted them to meet.Scratch that. I didn’t want Silvan to meet the girls at all.This is a bloody nightmare.“Mommy, this is my friend, Mr…I watch, chills feathering down my spine, as Silvan’s
Dear Ex-husband, My Stepbrother is Your Replacement. 60 — MEET MY MOMMY…
SILVANFor long, tense seconds, the room is dead silent.All my attention is fixed on the little girl before me. My heart pounds crazily as I take in her dark hair and those deep gray eyes.Michael and Hayley said she looked just like me.The first time I set eyes on their photos three days ago, I was stunned at our resemblance. It was humbling that there was a little girl out there who had my features.But now, looking at her-face to-face, my breath seizes. My throat tightens as I rake my gaze over her.Zara Machiavelli.My lookalike. My daughter.A soft sniffle pierces the air and I snap back to the present. My heart tightens with an overwhelming feeling of over protectiveness as I watch tears dribble down her small cheeks. Without thinking, I step in front of her and spread my arms, locking eyes with Lachlan.“Tell your men to put their guns down. You’re scaring her.”Lachlan arches one questioning brow.“Why do you care? Is she who I think she is?”There’s really no point in de
Dear Ex-husband, My Stepbrother is Your Replacement. 59 — SURPRISE MEETING
SILVANIt’s been two days since I sent Astrid my “little gifts” and I haven’t heard from her.No threatening calls.No angry text messages.Nothing.I stayed glued to my phone, listening like an addict for every single buzz, hoping she’d send something. Anything.But she went silent. Literally disappeared from the face of the earth. And I don’t like it. My plan was to keep her on edge. To have her begging for mercy. But I ended up getting snubbed. Anger, mixed with a strange zing of excitement swirls in my veins. I hope Astrid doesn’t think her silence will make me forget. Matter of fact, I’m enjoying the chase. “Sir, we’ve arrived.” Michael’s stern tone snaps me back to the present. I smooth both palms over the front of my already pristine suit, willing thoughts of Astrid back where they belong — the big black box in the dark corners of my mind.Today’s task requires focus. Rourke Construction has the potential of signing a five hundred million dollar contract with an Australia
Dear Ex-husband, My Stepbrother is Your Replacement. 58 — SILVAN’S THREAT.
ASTRIDThankfully, we manage to distract the twins while housekeepers dispose of the flowers.Gemini came up with the brilliant idea of distributing them to orphanages and shelters around New York and we did just that.I’m currently pacing my office while Gemini and Zeya watch me, their expressions tense.Five minutes ago, I received a message from Silvan. One that nearly had me ripping off all my hair. It said;“You stole three years from me. I’m stealing your peace in exchange. Thirty million dollars and a restraining order will never be enough to stop me, Angel. This is just the beginning of our little game. So long as you refuse to sign the marriage contract, I will do everything possible beneath the sun to change your mind.I hope my daughters love the flowers. The sixty million is yours, and no, you cannot return it. Buy yourself something nice. Maybe a nice dress for our first date. A little hint? You look utterly divine in red.I hope I don’t have to embark on any other extr
Dear Ex-husband, My Stepbrother is Your Replacement. 57 — THIRTY THOUSAND ROSES
ASTRID“Girl, you had better come downstairs right now!!”Those were the first words I heard after my phone’s ringtone ruthlessly snapped me from sleep five minutes ago.Now I’m standing outside in my robe, staring wide mouthed and even wider eyed at the organized madness that’s currently in the process of unfurling before me.Beside me, Zeya is stunned into silence as well. It is rare for the Zeya, the queen of yappers, to be rendered speechless.My mind is still fuzzy from sleep when I ask;“Zeya, is someone in the mansion …getting married that I don’t know about?”“Beats me. With that many roses, you’d think a billionaire was holding a banquet.”Zeya is not exaggerating. I watch in pure shock as an 18 wheeler lumbers up the driveway, its bed overflowing with the most beautiful species of blue roses I have ever seen.The first truck comes to a stop.Then another.Then another.By the time the fifth and last one arrives, I’ve managed to convince myself that I fell off my bed and I’m
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