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My Ex-Husband, You Will Never Hurt Me Again Chapter 49
First person POVIt happened fast.Too fast.One second I was sitting in the backseat of the car, scrolling through a report Cruz sent over.. something about Bruce losing another small development deal in Brooklyn.. and the next, the glass to my right shattered.A bullet.The driver swerved hard. Tires screamed.I dropped to the floor just as another shot cracked through the front windshield. My ears rang. My heart stuttered. I couldn’t hear the driver shouting over the chaos, but I felt the panic in every jolt of the car.They weren’t trying to scare me.They were trying to end it.The car jerked again, cutting down an alley. Sirens wailed in the distance, but they weren’t close enough. I curled tighter, phone clutched to my chest like that would somehow protect me.I wasn’t thinking.I was just trying to breathe.The car finally screeched to a halt somewhere under a bridge. I heard doors open. Slam shut. Footsteps.The driver's voice, urgent: “Ms. Maxwell, it’s clear. They’re gone.
My Ex-Husband, You Will Never Hurt Me Again Chapter 48
A week later. First person POV“Nothing says intimacy like ten strangers adjusting your neckline,” I muttered, holding still while someone tugged the off-white satin around my chest for the fifth time.Across the room, Ryan was in deep conversation with James, speaking in low, sharp tones. A garment bag hung on the back of the door behind them.. his tux. Midnight black. Tailored to domination.Ryan glanced at me once, briefly, then back to James.Of course. Always business.I sat still while someone pinned a soft curl behind my ear. The stylist smiled politely, but I didn’t return it.Because once again, I felt like a pawn dressed up for someone else’s war.Only this time, I’d agreed to it.That was the worst part.I chose this.For Jonas.For revenge.I stared at my reflection, touched the simple diamond earring Isla helped me pick out earlier, and swallowed hard.This wasn’t just smoke.“What happens,” I said without looking up, “when the smoke becomes real?”Ryan’s voice came from
My Ex-Husband, You Will Never Hurt Me Again Chapter 47
First person POVThe flash of lights outside the gala venue was a storm, cameras swinging toward us the moment Ryan’s car rolled up the front of the marble steps.I stepped out first.Black velvet hugged my frame, sleek and high-necked, with sheer sleeves and a slit that kissed mid-thigh. My hair was tucked into a loose, elegant bun, with soft tendrils falling just right.. enough to frame, not expose. Not too much face. Just enough mystery.Ryan joined me a second later, in a sharp black tux with his signature clean lines and subtle cufflinks.. minimal, silent power. His hand found the small of my back. Light, possessive. Controlled.“Let them look,” he murmured against my ear, as the cameras flared again. “Just remember why we’re here.”“I never forget,” I said, stepping forward, chin high.Inside, the gala glowed with understated wealth. Crystal chandeliers. Gold accents. Low music humming through the room like a secret. Waiters moved silently between conversations that cost mo
My Ex-Husband, You Will Never Hurt Me Again Chapter 46
Third Person POVSelena leaned over her laptop, fingers frozen mid-scroll, heart thudding like a war drum in her chest.She'd seen it before.. this video from the media’s coverage of Maxwell Capital’s Queens acquisition. The press conference, Elena Maxwell’s carefully chosen words, the deliberate tone.But now she was watching it with new eyes.Her gaze narrowed, head tilting slightly.The chin.The eyes.The way she shifted her weight onto her left hip when she stood still, just like Sophie used to do when she was trying to look unbothered.Selena slowly sat back, her pulse climbing. She dragged the timeline on the video, replaying the same ten seconds over and over. The voice had changed. The posture had sharpened. But the woman on that screen wasn’t new.She was reborn.“Oh my god,” Selena whispered.It was her.Sophie.Disguised as Elena Maxwell.For a full minute, Selena didn’t move. Her mind raced, jumping through every memory.. five years of secrets, friendship, betrayal, pri
My Ex-Husband, You Will Never Hurt Me Again Chapter 45
First person POVI woke up alone.The sheets were still warm beside me, but the space was empty.And then I heard it.. water running in the bathroom.The knot in my stomach twisted immediately.Shit.I sat up slowly, the covers slipping down my bare chest, and reality slammed back in like a freight train.Again.It happened again.I buried my face in my hands, groaning into my palms. What the hell was wrong with me?This was supposed to be a mission. A plan. An operation.I wasn’t supposed to be soft. I wasn’t supposed to feel things. And definitely not for a man who could end lives with a single phone call.But here I was. Naked. In Ryan DeMarco’s bed. For the second time.My skin still buzzed with the memory of his mouth on me, his hands, his voice in my ear.God.I pulled the blanket tighter around my body. Embarrassment wasn’t even the right word. Humiliation, maybe. Regret?No, not regret.That was the worst part. I didn’t regret it. Not the way he touched me. Not the way he look
My Ex-Husband, You Will Never Hurt Me Again Chapter 44
First person POVLater that night..There was a soft knock.Then the door creaked open.I didn’t have to look up.. I already knew who it was. Only one person walked into my room like he had the right to.Ryan.“Hope you’re not hiding sharp objects in here,” he said, leaning against the doorframe with that half-smirk he wore when he didn’t want me to know he was checking in.I raised a brow from where I sat curled up on the couch, a blanket over my legs and a half-empty glass of wine on the coffee table. “Why? You planning to make me use one?”“Depends,” he said, walking in. “Are you still mad at me for being who I am?”I looked away, exhaled. “You make it hard to stay mad.”He dropped onto the armchair across from me. “Good. Because I’m tired of pretending I don’t want to be here.”I laughed under my breath, shook my head. “You’re impossible.”“I’ve been called worse.”There was a pause. A soft stretch of quiet.I thought that was it.. that he was just going to sit here for a few minu
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