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Breaking Point
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08.08.2026 20:39:24
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My Ex-Husband’s Billionaire Boss Wants Me. Unspoken Words
Gemma.Julian froze.Neither of us said anything.Ethan stood there with both hands raised, looking amused. I stared at him, completely shocked too.Julian looked caught off guard. The anger on his face faded, replaced by confusion.“Julian, let go of me.”Julian looked down at his hand wrapped around my wrist. Slowly, he let go, but his face remained hard.Ethan looked at me and nodded. “I’m leaving, Gemma. Text me those details later.”“Thank you, Ethan. Get home safe.”The second Ethan was gone, Julian turned back to me. “In the car, Gemma” “Don't use that tone with me,” I said, standing tall. “You don't get to show up out of nowhere, grab me in public, and make a scene.”“We’re not doing this out here,” He stepped over, opened the passenger door, and waited.I wasn’t afraid of him, but I wasn’t going to argue with him in the middle of the street either. I walked past him and got into the car. But I was still angry. I didn’t want to stay. “Unlock the door, Julian,” I said. “I’ll
My Ex-Husband’s Billionaire Boss Wants Me. Uninvited Guests
Gemma.“If you put that much lemon in a hollandaise sauce again, Chef Lorenzo is going to make you prep fifty pounds of potatoes by hand,” Ethan said.I laughed, leaning back against the booth. “I didn't mean to. The bottle slipped.”“Two times?” Ethan raised an eyebrow. He took a sip of his water, a small grin pulling at the corner of his mouth.“Okay, maybe three times.” I looked down at my plate of pasta. The restaurant was quiet and warm. Soft lights hung from the ceiling. The muscles in my shoulders relaxed. I wasn't checking over my shoulder every time someone walked past our table.Two hours earlier, I was sitting on my couch in my sweatpants, staring at my phone. Every time the screen lit, my chest squeezed or when a car pulled up on the street outside my window, I froze, waiting to see if someone was getting out to look up at my apartment.When the doorbell rang at six o'clock, I jumped off the couch in fear.It was just Ethan standing in the hallway, wearing a simple blue s
My Ex-Husband’s Billionaire Boss Wants Me. Breaking Point
Gemma.It had been two days since the phone call, and I hadn't slept properly once.Every time my phone buzzed on the table, my stomach dropped. Every time a number or an unknown caller showed up on my screen, my heart skipped. I kept checking over my shoulder when I walked to my car. I kept checking the locks on my front door three times before going to bed.Someone was watching me. Someone knew I was in culinary school. They knew about the building on Wilshire. And the worst part was that I had no idea who it was.By Friday morning, I was exhausted. My head was pounding, but I forced myself to go to class anyway. I needed to pretend everything was fine. I needed something to take my mind off things.The kitchen was hot and noisy. Three large ovens were running behind my station, pumping thick heat into the room. The air smelled heavy with garlic and oil.I wiped sweat from my forehead with my sleeve. My hands were trembling as I picked up my knife.Chop. Chop. Chop.I tried to focus
My Ex-Husband’s Billionaire Boss Wants Me. A Sinking Ship
Angela.“Why the hell are you screaming?” I asked, irritated.Richard didn’t even look up from his laptop. His hair was messy, and a half-empty bottle of whiskey sat right next to his elbow. He looked ten years older than the man I had stolen from Gemma.“That bitch Gemma just called me asking stupid questions!” he snarled, rubbing his red, bloodshot eyes.The moment her name left his mouth, a spike of pure rage hit my chest. I didn't even wait for him to finish his complaint.“Gemma? Again?” I snapped, my voice rising. “I am sick and tired of every single conversation in this house being about Gemma! Why is she even calling you?”“She thinks I blocked her little restaurant lease! As if I have time for her pathetic dreams while my company is falling apart!”“Then stop letting her rent space in your head!” I let out a dry, nasty laugh. “You sound pathetic, Richard. No wonder Julian is wiping the floor with you. A real man doesn’t let another man destroy his company, and he certainly do
My Ex-Husband’s Billionaire Boss Wants Me. A voice in the dark.
Gemma.By eight the next morning, I stood outside the corner building on Wilshire Boulevard.A sign in the window read AVAILABLE FOR LEASE. I didn't care about the sign. I just stared through the large glass windows running across the front.Hard to believe this place was finally right in front of me. I’d pictured it so many times. Now I was actually here.The broker unlocked the door and held it open."After you, Ms. Gemma."The smell of wet paint and wood dust hit me right away. The space was completely raw. A couple of yellow work lights sat in the back corner, casting long shadows over the concrete floor.My heels clicked with every step.It wasn't pretty. Not yet.But I could see it.The main counter would go right by the front window where the morning sun hit. The kitchen would sit in the back, totally open so people could watch the cooks work.A small smile slipped onto my face."You like it," the broker said, watching me."I love it.""Most people just see a dusty shell.""I d
My Ex-Husband’s Billionaire Boss Wants Me. No Last Name
Gigi. I stood in the middle of my kitchen. The apartment felt too quiet after Gemma stormed out. The half-empty coffee mug was still on the counter, already lukewarm. I kept hearing her words in my head.“You betrayed my trust.”A dry laugh escaped me, but it didn’t last. I ran my hand through my hair, trying to calm the frustration building inside me."Unbelievable," I muttered to the empty room, rubbing my hands together. "I saved her from handing her life savings over to that parasitic leech of an ex-husband, and somehow I’m the villain."I pulled my phone out, staring at the blank screen. Part of me wanted to call her back, to scream until she understood that I spent my entire life watching people walk all over the women in my family because nobody stood up for them. My mother took twenty years of emotional abuse before she found the courage to walk away, and I swore on my life I’d never sit back and watch any woman end up like that.I shoved my phone into my pocket. Gemma was le
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