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Ch.9

Penulis: Yakira Springs
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-11-03 18:20:04

Damien

I dragged my hand over my cock, my eyes fixed on the phone propped against the pillows.

Juliette.

Even after five fucking years of our divorce, I still couldn't get enough of her.

The video was old, recorded back when she was still my wife, back when she'd looked at me like I was the only man in the world worth wanting. I remembered that night too well. Her teasing smile, the way she'd looked straight into the camera because she knew I was watching, and the smug little expression she'd w
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    Damien"Good evening, everyone. Thank you for joining us tonight."The host's voice rang through the ballroom, drawing my attention toward the stage."The moment we've all been waiting for has finally arrived. Tonight, we're introducing the brilliant mind behind one of the fastest-growing fashion brands in the industry. Please welcome the CEO of TALYN Fashion!"Parker leaned closer to me, his eyes fixed on the stage. "Finally. I've been trying to find out who's behind that company for months. They keep beating us to deals we haven't even announced publicly.""Maybe you should spend less time drinking and more time working," I muttered, accepting another glass of champagne from a passing waiter.He shot me an irritated look. "I've been working, asshole. Whoever runs that company is smart. Their expansion has been insane, and they're coming for our market."James nodded. "They're not just coming for it. They're already taking a piece of it. Their latest collection sold out before some o

  • Hands Off, Mr. Ex    Ch.9

    DamienI dragged my hand over my cock, my eyes fixed on the phone propped against the pillows.Juliette.Even after five fucking years of our divorce, I still couldn't get enough of her.The video was old, recorded back when she was still my wife, back when she'd looked at me like I was the only man in the world worth wanting. I remembered that night too well. Her teasing smile, the way she'd looked straight into the camera because she knew I was watching, and the smug little expression she'd worn when she'd caught me staring.Fuck.I came with a curse, dropping my head as the last of the tension left my body.For a few seconds, I stayed there, breathing heavily, my gaze drifting back to her frozen face on the screen.I locked my phone and tossed it aside, disgusted with myself as the guilt settled. Thirty-two years old, a billionaire, the CEO of one of the biggest fashion companies in New York, and here I was, jerking off to a video of my ex-wife like some pathetic bastard who couldn

  • Hands Off, Mr. Ex    Ch.8

    JulietteWhen the cab stopped outside Tonia's boutique, I paid the driver, grabbed my suitcase, and hurried inside.A bell jingled above the door."Welcome to—" Tonia stopped mid-sentence when she saw me. Her eyes widened before she rushed around the counter. "JULIETTE!"She threw her arms around me so hard I nearly lost my balance."Easy, woman!" I laughed weakly, hugging her back."When did you arrive? Why didn't you tell me you were coming today?" She pulled away, holding my shoulders as she examined my face. "Look at you! You're here!""Surprise?""Surprise, my foot." She smacked my arm lightly, then grabbed my suitcase. "Come inside properly. And happy anniversary, babe!"My smile disappeared.Tonia didn't notice at first. She was already dragging me toward the little sofa behind the counter, talking about how she'd been planning to get me something special."Five years of marriage!" she continued excitedly. "Well, technically, since you two have been together for ages, but still

  • Hands Off, Mr. Ex    Ch.7

    DamienI reached across the bed, expecting to find Juliette curled up on the other side, but my hand met nothing but cold sheets.I opened my eyes, blinking against the morning light filtering through the curtains. The space beside me was empty, the pillow untouched, and the covers neatly arranged. I sat up, rubbing my face as I glanced at the bathroom door."Juliette?"Silence.I pushed the covers aside and got out of bed, checking the bathroom first. Empty. I walked into the dressing room, still hoping she'd be standing in front of the mirror, brushing her hair like she used to every morning.Instead, I stopped dead in my tracks.Her side of the wardrobe was bare.The dresses, shoes, handbags, and little things she'd scattered across the shelves over the years were gone. Even the perfume she always kept beside the mirror had disappeared. All that remained was an empty space that looked too clean, too unfamiliar.I gripped the edge of the wardrobe, staring at it as the truth settled

  • Hands Off, Mr. Ex    Ch.6

    DamienI stood frozen, staring down at the ink drying on her signature.It was everything I’d fought for over the past week. The single piece of paper that would cut my marriage and give me the Hudson deal, and satisfy Parker and James. I should have felt relief. I should have picked up the document, walked out the front door, and never looked back.Instead, the sight of her name written beside mine on that paper felt like a bullet tearing clean through my chest."Satisfied?" Juliette asked, her voice dangerously quiet.She wasn't crying anymore. That was the terrifying part. The tears, the anger, the desperate hope that had flickered in her eyes just hours ago—it was all gone. In its place was a cold, impenetrable wall. She looked at me not as the man she had built a life with, but as a complete stranger who had outstayed his welcome."Juliette..." I reached out, my fingers twitching to touch her arm, to pull her into me and tell her every brutal lie I’d uttered was just to keep her

  • Hands Off, Mr. Ex    Ch.5

    JulietteI managed to make it into the bedroom somehow, closing the door behind me and immediately heading for the shower. I shouldn't have let him corner me. Shouldn't have let him touch me between my legs. Because now I was a storm of emotions; anger, hurt, lust. Especially lust, I thought, recalling how easily he'd sank his fingers in my pussy.The water was hot as I stepped into the shower. Too hot. My skin burned, but not enough to distract me from my hardened nipples, or swollen clit. By the time I stepped out of the shower and tied my robe around myself, I felt worse, not better. The robe lightly scratched against my nipple, the friction so tortuously delicious I almost screamed.Damien thankfully still hadn't come up yet.I pulled open the small drawer in my wardrobes, taking out the pink dildo laying inside of it before padding down the hallway barefoot to the guest room. I didn’t bother locking the door. At this point, I no longer gave a fuck. just wanted one moment — one si

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