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Chapter 22: Name A Price
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Divorced, Desired, Dangerous Chapter 22: Name A Price
DARIENThe downtown warehouse district was completely dead. Thick fog covered the docks, and the freezing, heavy rain made it almost impossible to see two feet ahead.My eyes locked onto the shadows of her father, Arthur, standing under a rusted metal side . L"You're late," Arthur gasped, spinning around. He clutched his chest, his pale face turning even whiter when he saw the expression on my face. " Darien, you scared the hell out of me. Did you empty the guards like I told you? Are we completely alone?""We're alone," I said. My voice was completely dead, freezing right through the sound of the pouring rain. I stepped closer, using my massive frame to trap him against the rusted metal wall. "You have exactly two minutes to tell me why you dragged me out of my house in the middle of the night, old man. Talk."Arthur didn't look scared anymore. Suddenly, his face twisted into a desperate, hardened look. He stepped right up to me, trying to look brave despite the rain dripping down
Divorced, Desired, Dangerous Chapter 21: Kill On Sight
DarienThe tires of my sports car screeched loudly against the wet road as I tore out of the mansion’s driveway, the engine shouting through the empty streets.The rain was coming down in thick sheets, hammering against the windshield, but I didn't slow down. My hands were gripping the steering wheel so tight my taped knuckles were throbbing.I was completely losing my mind.All I could see was the image of that brunette girl in the club, her lips touching my mouth, and the sudden, violent wave of disgust that had hit my stomach. I had never felt like that in my life. I had always been able to use people, to use distractions to numb whatever was stressing me out, but tonight it had failed completely.Because of Nilah."For fucks bloody sake," I growled, slamming my palm against the steering wheel as I sped through a red light.I hated how much power she was starting to have over me. I hated that I had gone home drunk, looked at her sweet, innocent face, and completely unleashed all
Divorced, Desired, Dangerous Chapter 20: Our First Fight
NILAHThe bedroom in the Castellano mansion was too big, and it was entirely too quiet.I sat on the edge of the massive king-sized bed, my hands tightly gripping the hem of my old, oversized sweater until my fingers turned white. It was my first night being married. Of course, I didn't expect sex or anything like that.We had signed the papers out of sheer survival for my family name and to protect my shop from going under, but up until a few hours ago, Darien had been so romantic. He had been so gentle with me at the courthouse, guiding me through the media chaos, looking at me like I actually mattered to him.I had actually felt safe. I thought maybe, just maybe, this contract wouldn't be a nightmare. I thought he was different from Marcus.But then the heavy front doors downstairs slammed shut with a violent force that rattled the glass fixtures in the hallway, followed by the loud, unsteady thud of his boots coming up the stairs.The bedroom door flew open, slamming against the w
Divorced, Desired, Dangerous Chapter 19: A YEARNING MAN
DARIENThe bass in the club was a heavy, relentless thudding that rattled the ice inside my glass, but I barely felt it. I was already four shots down, sitting in the darkest corner of the vip booth while the neon lights sliced through the smoke and the crowd.My head was spinning, heavy and slow from the liquor. But no matter how much I drank, I couldn't drown out the image of Nilah’s face from earlier."Man, look at you, you look like a pathetic loser sitting there staring at your lap," Leo shouted over the noise, letting out a loud, mocking laugh as he slammed his beer bottle onto the table."Lift your damn head up, Darien. She's practically a Castellano now. She signed the papers, she made her choice, and you're out here ruining your entire night acting like a heartbroken puppy.""Shut up, Leo," I muttered, my voice thick as I shook my head and reached for the bottle on the table to pour myself another drink."No, Leo is completely right, man, you need a serious wake-up call," Mar
Divorced, Desired, Dangerous Chapter 18: MRS CASTELLANO
NILAHDarien spun around, his breathing heavy and ragged, his white shirt slightly wrinkled from the impact. The cold, calculating billionaire was completely gone—replaced by a monster driven by pure, primal rage.He didn't care about the broken glass. He strode straight toward me, his large hands reaching out to grab my upper arms, lifting me effortlessly off my feet until my chest was pressed flat against his pounding heart.His grey eyes were completely black, frantically scanning my face, my throat, down to the lace of the dress, looking for a single scratch.“Did he touch you?” Darien growled, his grip tightening until it was nearly painful, his chest heaving violently against mine. “Nilah. Answer me. Did he touch you?”“No,” I choked out, my hands instinctively gripping his forearms, my heart racing a million miles an hour. The sheer, unhinged protectiveness radiating off him was terrifying, but for the first time since this nightmare started, a wild, electric heat flooded my ve
Divorced, Desired, Dangerous Chapter 17: The Attack
NILAHDarien’s words hung between us, heavy and absolute. “We are getting married tomorrow morning.”My breath hitched, my hands still pressed flat against the crisp, expensive fabric of his tuxedo jacket. I could feel the violent, rapid thudding of his heart beneath my palms. He wasn't just angry anymore. The icy corporate mask he wore for the board had cracked completely, exposing a dark, unhinged possessiveness that made my entire body flush a brilliant, deep crimson.“Tomorrow?” I whispered, my voice trembling as I stared into his blown-out, grey eyes. “Darien, you’re completely out of your mind. The city clerk's office won't even process an expedited license without a judge's waiver. The lawyers haven't even finalized the asset protection terms.”“Jackson handles the judges,” he growled, his voice a low, gravelly vibration that brushed against my lips, sending a sharp, electric shiver straight down my spine.His long, taped fingers tightened drastically around my waist, lifting m
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