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Chapter Forty-two
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The room looked like an office, but it carried an aura far darker than any workplace. Around a long mahogany table sat seven men, each one dressed in immaculate suits, their mere presence radiating power and intimidation. Among them, only one face stood out, not because of power, but because of youth. He was in his twenties and that young man was Tyke.At the head of the table, in a chair that looked more like a throne, sat a man who commanded silence without saying a word. His chair bore the image of a lion carved into the wood. His resemblance to Tyke was undeniable, but he was older facially and in everything. This was Tyke’s father, Don Giovanni Basilios, the man who ruled the Brotherhood.The silence broke when one of the men slammed his glass onto the table. “Don Giovanni,” he snapped, glare shifting toward Tyke, seated on the side like a shadow. “When will Diablo bring the woman? He cannot take the throne from you without a wife and an heir. You know this as well as we do.”A
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Chapter Fourty fiveHe lifted the cup and took a slow sip. Katherine shut her eyes, bracing herself, waiting for his inevitable cough, his disgust, the slam of the cup against the desk.Five seconds passed. Ten. Fifteen. There was nothing.Her eyes fluttered open, only to see that Massimo had drained the cup empty. And now, he was staring right at her with unreadable eyes.“Congratulations,” he said flatly, then returned to his paperwork.Katherine blinked at him, stunned. Her gaze darted between him and the empty cup. Did he just… drink it? Did he just drink my spit?Her stomach twisted. Oh God… does this mean he actually liked it? That my saliva mixed with coffee is what satisfied his impossible taste buds?Panic pricked her skin. Does this mean I’ll have to spit into his coffee every single day just to keep him satisfied?“Oh gosh… I’m in trouble,” she whispered under her breath.“Quit staring in shock and go start your work,” Massimo’s voice snapped her out of her daze. “We have
Mr. Ex Husband, Why're You Back After Divorce? Chapter Forty-two
“You heard me,” Massimo's grin widened.Her stomach dropped. Her mind was spinning. Why hadn’t Damien told her anything? How could something like this happen without her knowledge?“You are joking,” she said again, this time firmer.“And why,” Massimo’s grin darkened, “would I joke about something of this magnitude?” He leaned forward, elbows resting on his desk. “If you don’t believe me, call your boss. Oh wait… he’s on a business trip with his new PA.”“You’re lying,” she whispered.He folded his arms across his broad chest, gaze glinting with amusement. “Lying? Oh, Katherine… you’ll find I rarely waste my time with lies. Especially when the truth hurts more.”It hadn’t been easy convincing Damien’s father, James. But after several rounds of tense arguments, veiled threats, and a few very clear ultimatums, Massimo had finally forced him to yield. James had no choice but to pressure Damien into releasing Katherine and her role as PA straight into Massimo’s hands.Of course, Massimo k
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“Oh my God, I heard President Massimo just moved into the other CEO’s office. He’s officially one of our CEOs now and he started today, in this very building!”Katherine froze mid-step, her pulse skipping as she heard the word from her colleague. Massimo? Here? No… that couldn’t be right. Damien hadn’t said a word when he’d visited her two days ago. “I still can’t believe it either,” Rhoda gushed, smoothing her blouse. “This time, I’m so gonna get him all to myself.”Her friend Rose snickered, tossing her hair back. “Ugh, don’t even remind me of that shameless woman who kissed President Massimo in front of everyone. Gosh, I hate her guts.”As if on cue, their eyes landed on Katherine as she stepped in. Heat flushed her palms as they grew clammy, but she straightened her back, forcing herself toward her office without a word.The hatred towards her had intensified the day Massimo kissed her in public.“Oh, look who we have here,” Rhoda sneered, striding directly into Katherine’s path
Mr. Ex Husband, Why're You Back After Divorce? Chapter Forty
“Oh, fuck, Kat! I can’t believe you.” Willow’s voice thundered through the living room as he paced back and forth. “How could you stoop so low to the level of kissing your arch-enemy, your ex-husband in the face of danger?” Katherine’s hand unconsciously rose to her lips. That kiss, it hadn’t left her mind since it happened. Sitting on the couch with her head bowed, she slowly lifted her gaze, meeting Willow’s furious eyes.“And what exactly would you have me do, Willow?” she shot back. “I couldn’t save myself at that point! You think I wanted it?”Her friends, who’d walked in on her and Massimo earlier, now sat scattered around the living room. Since they’d come home, they had been staring at her like she’d grown a second head. She’d been trying to explain herself, yet nothing.Sure, they’d already reported everything to the cops and now five skilled officers were stationed in the shadows to protect them, but that didn’t erase the tension in the room.“But Kat, it shouldn’t have bee
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Her heart thundered. That’s what this is about? Now?She shook her head frantically. “I didn’t steal anything! I’d no deal with Uncle Ryan. I wasn’t even speaking to him back then.” Her throat was so dry it hurt to push the words out.Massimo studied her with a fake smile. Then, slowly, he straightened to his full height and turned away.“Well then… I suppose you’re not ready to be saved. Maybe someone else will wander in here before it blows.”“Wait! Please, Massimo, don’t leave me here!” Katherine cried, trying uselessly to yank her wrists free. “Please, I’ll tell you the truth, just don’t walk away!”“Then tell me,” he demanded, stopping. Katherine sucked in a breath. The truth or death.She licked her cracked lips, and Massimo’s eyes tracked the movement.“I… I needed money,” she whispered, voice hoarse. “My father was in the hospital. The bills kept piling up. I didn’t know what else to do.” Her breath hitched, and she squeezed her eyes shut. “Uncle Ryan saw how desperate I was.
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