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Author: Um_royhan
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Alex.

My office was cold, colder than usual, or maybe it was just me. The overhead lights buzzed quietly as I sat at my desk, staring at the security printouts scattered in front of me. Each photo was grainy, pixelated in the way cheap camera footage always was, but I’d looked at them for hours, willing the shadowed face behind the wheel of that black SUV to resolve into someone I recognized.

But recognition—real, bone-deep, gut-twisting—doesn’t always come with certainty. Sometimes it arrives with a flicker, an itch at the back of your mind. I tapped the edge of one photo. The jawline, the way he slouched in the seat, the broad hands gripping the wheel. I knew him. Or I’d seen him before. I could feel it in my teeth, in the tightness of my chest.

I opened the old MarwoodGroup database on my laptop. For a second, it looked like a thousand times before: the columns of names, dates, personnel codes, termination letters, archived security notes. The kind of thing I used to scan with
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  • Divorced by my Billionaire Ex, Now He Wants Me Back!    150

    150Alex.The morning sunlight came in weakly through the blinds, painting stripes across the floor, but I barely noticed it. My mind had been running ahead of me all night, plotting, calculating, imagining possibilities I wasn’t sure I wanted to consider. Even in my own house, I felt exposed, as if the walls themselves couldn’t protect us.Marcus, my PI, had been pacing the study for over an hour when I entered, tablet in hand. Every line of his face was tense, and I could feel his gaze on me, silent but heavy.“Alex,” he began, stopping mid-step, “I’ve been analyzing everything we know so far. Whoever is behind this isn’t acting randomly. They have access to information that isn’t public. That’s point one. And point two—” He tapped the screen, illuminating a series of notes, diagrams, and timelines. “Someone inside your circle is feeding them information, or at least someone very close to it.”The thought didn’t shock me. My mind immediately went to Dane. The man had always been at

  • Divorced by my Billionaire Ex, Now He Wants Me Back!    149

    149StellaThe phone shook in my hand before I could even lift it to my ear. The teacher’s voice, trembling, came through so sharply it made my stomach twist and my throat tighten.“Ms. Harrington… something happened at the school this morning,” she said, her words rushing as though she couldn’t get them out fast enough.“What? What happened?” I asked, heart thudding in a way I hadn’t felt in years.“There was… a man. He claimed to be Alex’s cousin. He tried to sign out the twins.”Every muscle in me locked. I could feel my hands go clammy. The room felt suddenly too small, the shadows of the living room corners pressing in. Wasn’t it just two days ago a lady tried to take them?“A man… what do you mean tried? Were they—were they taken?”“No, ma’am. The staff were suspicious when he couldn’t answer the security question Mr. Marwood set. They didn’t release Emma or Eli. But he had all the other details: their birthdays, your maiden name, personal things that only a few people know.”I

  • Divorced by my Billionaire Ex, Now He Wants Me Back!    148

    148Alex.The moment I saw him, I knew something was wrong. The figure at the end of the driveway was almost invisible in the fading streetlight, but there was no mistaking it. The way he stood there, calm, casual, shoulders relaxed, and that faint, infuriating smile—it was calculated. Like he knew we’d see him, and he wanted us to react.“Stella,” I called out, voice trembling with adrenaline.She appeared behind me, eyes wide. “Alex… don’t—”But I was already moving. My legs ate the pavement faster than I thought possible. The night air hit me in the face, sharp and cold, but I didn’t care. I had to get to him before he disappeared. Before he vanished again like some ghost haunting our lives.The man was gone. Just… gone. No footsteps in the gravel, no flash of a car tire. Nothing. The street was empty, the only sound my own ragged breathing. My chest pounded, and I felt a mix of rage and helplessness that made my stomach twist.I clenched my fists. Whoever this was, they’d crossed

  • Divorced by my Billionaire Ex, Now He Wants Me Back!    147

    147Stella.The air in the kitchen felt thick. The phone was face down on the counter, as if hiding it could erase the photo burned into both our minds. My pulse still hadn’t settled. I could feel Alex watching me from the doorway, tension radiating off him in waves. Even the soft morning light felt accusatory and harsh.I busied myself at the sink, scrubbing a mug that didn’t need it, wishing the world would give us one quiet day. One day without threats or secrets or shadows at the door. But that was a fantasy, and I knew it. Real life was coffee gone cold and the sharp edge of fear in your ex-husband’s voice.He cleared his throat. I could hear the gravel in it—he hadn’t slept any more than I had. “Stella.”I didn’t turn. “I’m listening.”He hesitated, and for a split second I let myself hope he’d let it go. That he’d see how tired I was, how scared, and offer comfort instead of questions.But Alex was never one to let go of anything, least of all control.“Who sent that picture?”

  • Divorced by my Billionaire Ex, Now He Wants Me Back!    146

    146Dane.The email landed in my inbox at 2:12 a.m., long after the world should’ve gone quiet. I hadn’t planned on checking my phone again—not tonight, not with sleep already eluding me—but old habits, the kind you pick up in boardrooms and backroom deals, don’t die easily. When your enemies outnumber your friends, you learn to listen for the smallest tremors in the current. That’s how you keep your place in this world. That’s how you stay alive.The sender field was blank. The subject line: Enjoy the show.No introduction. No signature. Just an attachment—.jpg, compressed, grainy. A calculated move. Too deliberate to be a prank. I opened it anyway.And there it was: Alex and Stella, caught in a private moment. The balcony behind them glowed with city lights, but the rest was shadows and blurred edges. Even in low resolution, there was no mistaking the way she leaned in, the way his hand curled into her hair. A kiss, raw and hesitant and too intimate for public consumption.For a sec

  • Divorced by my Billionaire Ex, Now He Wants Me Back!    145

    145Stella.The nightmare clung to me like a second skin, cold and impossible to shake. I woke gasping, fists tangled in the bedsheets, chest heaving with a kind of grief that felt older than I was. For a few seconds, I lay perfectly still, staring up at the ceiling, waiting for the panic to fade, for the world to come back into focus.It didn’t. My heart hammered in my ears. I pressed my palm against it, willing it to slow down. I listened to the house—the hush, the sigh of the wind outside, the muffled creak as it settled. I could almost believe everything was normal. Almost.But the image wouldn’t let go. Eli’s hand slipping out of mine, Emma’s laughter dissolving into a scream, faceless figures looming out of the dark, snatching them away while I stood frozen, powerless. I’d never felt terror like it. Not even in the worst days of the custody fight, not even when I’d lost everything. This was something new, something primal.I couldn’t breathe in the room. I kicked off the covers

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