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216. CAUGHT BETWEEN SHOTS

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ARIA

Cornering Dominique wasn’t as difficult as I’d thought it would be.

By the time we got to him, Duke’s men had him covered, guns trained on his fucking head.

For all his swagger, for all that awful calm smile he wore when his hands were wrapped around my throat, he folded fast when Caspian and Markus got their arms on him.

They dragged him into the alley, slammed him up against the brick hard enough that the back of his skull made a sound like a watermelon dropped on concrete.

He grunted, struggling, but between Markus’s iron forearm across his chest and Caspian’s hand clamped around his collar, he wasn’t going anywhere.

And there he was.

Up close.

Dominique.

The man who had stared me in the eye while slamming the air out of my lungs, like it was his hobby.

My throat burned just seeing him again.

It wasn't from pain, after all the bruises were fading, but from memory.

The ghost of his fist around my neck still throbbed there, and I hated that I could feel it now t
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  • Her Billionaire Ex-husband's Regret    216. CAUGHT BETWEEN SHOTS

    ARIA Cornering Dominique wasn’t as difficult as I’d thought it would be. By the time we got to him, Duke’s men had him covered, guns trained on his fucking head. For all his swagger, for all that awful calm smile he wore when his hands were wrapped around my throat, he folded fast when Caspian and Markus got their arms on him. They dragged him into the alley, slammed him up against the brick hard enough that the back of his skull made a sound like a watermelon dropped on concrete. He grunted, struggling, but between Markus’s iron forearm across his chest and Caspian’s hand clamped around his collar, he wasn’t going anywhere. And there he was. Up close. Dominique. The man who had stared me in the eye while slamming the air out of my lungs, like it was his hobby. My throat burned just seeing him again. It wasn't from pain, after all the bruises were fading, but from memory. The ghost of his fist around my neck still throbbed there, and I hated that I could feel it now t

  • Her Billionaire Ex-husband's Regret    215. DOMINIQUE ON A PLATTER

    ARIAThe more times I saw Ivan, the more distressing it became seeing his face.For fuck’s sake, the man was starting to behave like slime at the bottom of a pond.If he wasn't absolutely a disgusting creep, then he was saying things like that, things that made me want to stomp on his stomach and give him a bloody black eye. He was a bastard through and through and at this point death was too good for someone as terrible as Ivan. He deserved a miserable life being tortured, just as it was happening now. I hoped Duke and Caspian kept him alive for a long fucking time. “Really, Ivan? Did you really think that was all it would take to ruin a good thing?” I murmured to him.I’d barely spoken the words when Caspian knelt, picked up the chain around Ivan’s legs, and tugged it hard.“Fuck!” Ivan yelped, pulled right off the chair, his legs jerking away from his body. “You’re going to break my damned legs, you jackass.”“Yeah, I’m glad you can speak, because you shouldn’t even be able to.”

  • Her Billionaire Ex-husband's Regret    214. MOCKERY FROM IVAN

    CASPIAN Talia stood in front of me, arms locked tight around her waist as though they were the only thing keeping her together. Her lips pressed together, jaw clenched tight. Fear was written all over her face. “I need the number, Talia. And you can keep the house. I won't throw you out on the street even though you deserve that and more from me.” Her chin jerked up. “If I give it to you, he’ll kill me. You don’t know what he’s capable of.”Aria stepped forward, circling Talia. “You’re making yourself a target the longer you protect him. And I won't let you bring me down with you.”Talia rolled her eyes. “Bitch, please. If I give that number, rest assured it's not because of your damned pep talk.”With jerky movements, she grabbed her phone from the table, scribbled a number onto a notepad, and shoved it toward me like it burned her fingers.I took it, slid it into my pocket. “Good. Hugo will be here tomorrow. You’re leaving this house.”That snapped her spine straight. “Leaving?

  • Her Billionaire Ex-husband's Regret    213. SAID OUT LOUD, FINALLY

    CASPIAN The drive home was done in silence. Aria had her cheek pressed to the window, her breath fogging the glass. Her fingers kept drifting to her throat, brushing over the bruises there like she couldn’t believe they were real. Every time she touched them, something in my chest clenched hard enough that I had to tighten my hands around the wheel. I kept glancing over. It was useless, really. Staring at her wasn’t going to erase the marks, but I couldn’t stop myself. Halfway through the drive, her voice broke through the silence. “Did you ever meet her?” My head turned slightly. “Who?” “Nyx’s mom.” Her eyes were on me now. Tired, but clear. The kind of clear that said lying wasn’t an option. I shook my head. “No. I never met her. But I remember when she died. Grandma told Nyx. She was…” I stopped, the memory dragging itself forward whether I wanted it or not. “She was shattered as though someone had snapped her in half. And she never fit back together again after t

  • Her Billionaire Ex-husband's Regret    212. BREAKING THE FIRST MAN

    CHAPTER 212ARIAI lingered near the sculpture a moment longer, my eyes tracing the delicate lines again. There was something… almost familiar in the curve of the shoulders, the tilt of the head. My stomach twisted, and for a fleeting, ridiculous second, I thought of my mother.The thought made my chest ache. My mother had been gone for years, taken before I was ready to understand the world without her. I shoved it away as fast as it had appeared. No. This wasn’t her. My brain wouldn’t allow it. My heart certainly couldn’t.I heard Nyx’s footsteps behind me, and quickly stood. She took the sheets and threw it over the sculpture. “I'm sorry for being so dramatic about this. But I'm convinced Evelyn's lying, and I can't imagine why she'd want to.” “Nyx, you have to stop. What reason would she have to lie?” I said. Nyx shook her head. “You don’t understand. I’ve been looking into her, digging, tracing anything I can find. So far… the only thing I’ve come up with is that she used

  • Her Billionaire Ex-husband's Regret    211. WHOSE MOTHER?

    ARIAI practically bolted from the car before Caspian could even park properly. My neck protested with every movement, but the adrenaline and a creeping stubborn curiosity made certain that I ignored the ache. Nyx’s urgency didn’t allow for a polite knock because the door had already been left open. Nyx was standing in the center of the room. Her hands were already holding the edges of a cloth covering the sculpture. Her other hand was clenched at her side as she kept her eyes trained on the sculpture. She turned when we burst in through the doorway, her eyes practically glittering with what I suspected were tears. “There you are!” she breathed, almost whispering. “I didn’t think you’d make it this fast.”“Trust me, we came as soon as you called,” I said, wincing slightly as I rubbed my neck. Nyx eyes dropped to my neck and she blinked. “Don't ask, Nyx.”Caspian was behind me like a shadow. We both ended up beside Nyx. “Come on, cover off.” I demanded. “I don't know if I'm be

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