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The EX-Wife Returns Chapter 36: Distractions in Pinstripes
“This one.” He walked behind her, gently placed his hands on her shoulders, and bent to whisper in her ear. “Thank you for thinking of me.” Her breath hitched slightly. “I wasn’t thinking of you. I was thinking of getting out for fresh air.” “So you actually did missed me." She turned to face him. “Why do you do that?” “What?” “Make everything about me and you. As if it’s just us.” He tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. “Because it is.” She hated how her knees softened at that. He smirked, noticing. “You’re blushing.” “I am not.” “You so are.” “Killian.” “Calla.” “Stop looking at me like that.” “Like what?” “Like you want to kiss me.” “I do want to kiss you.” He leaned in— She stepped back. “Eat first,” she said. Killian looked offended. “You’re choosing chicken over this face?” “Your face can wait.” “Fine." She opened the bag, pulled out the container, and handed him a fork. “Feed me?” he said hopefully. She gave him a dry l
The EX-Wife Returns Chapter 35: What’s Mine to Keep
The house had grown a little too quiet. Calla sat in the kitchen, idly flipping through the comments on her phone again despite herself. The harsh words still stung, no matter how much she told herself they didn’t matter. But Killian’s words echoed in her head .”mine, protecting" And somehow… those words brought warmth to the chaos in her chest. She looked over at the food the maids had just finished preparing for lunch. Without saying a word, she grabbed a container and began carefully arranging portions inside. The rice, some grilled chicken, a small tub of the spicy sauce she knew he liked, and even a pack of juice, just like she'd seen tucked in his office fridge. “You’re packing lunch?” one of the maids asked with a teasing smile. Calla didn’t answer at first. Then she shrugged, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “He’ll forget to eat if no one reminds him.” A few giggles floated in the air, but no one said anything else. She zipped the lunch bag, then grabbed her pur
The EX-Wife Returns Chapter 34: I will protect what's mine
Killian finally stood, stretching lazily as the morning light kissed his bare chest. He reached for his shirt, glanced over his shoulder, and found Calla watching him. He grinned. “You know…” he drawled, slowly buttoning his shirt halfway, “we could save time and bathe together.” She grabbed the nearest pillow and threw it at him without hesitation. He caught it midair, laughing, and tossed it aside. In a flash, he was back on the bed, straddling her gently, his hands on either side of her shoulders. Calla barely had time to react before he leaned down, his face inches from hers. “That fire in your eyes,” he whispered, eyes dancing, “is why you just fell for a dangerous man.” Her breath caught. Then, without another word, he climbed off the bed and pulled his shirt on properly, tucking it in with cool precision. He grabbed his watch from the nightstand, threw her one last smirk, winked—and walked out of the room like he hadn’t just wrecked her entire nervous system. Call
The EX-Wife Returns Chapter 33: Flash back of a bad memory
She opened her mouth to say something, anything, but he cut her off. “No,” he said roughly. “I don’t want to hear it.” He kissed the scar again, his lips lingering. “You think I don’t see it? You think I don’t know what it means?” His voice was low, dangerous. Calla’s heart pounded in her chest. He stood up abruptly, his hand fisting her hair. “Look at me,” he demanded. She did. He towered over her, his muscles tense, his cock hard and ready. “You want me to fuck you?” he asked, his voice cold, detached. “You want my cock?” She nodded, unable to speak, as the tears were threatening to fall. “Bad memories are flooding but tonight you are happy, nothing is going to ruin that, so say it, Calla,” he ordered. “Say you want my cock.” “I want your cock, Killian,” she whispered, the words tasting like poison on her tongue. He smirked. “Beg for it.” “Please…” she gasped. “Please…” His hand gripped her throat, his thumb tracing her bottom lip. “Louder,” he hissed. “
The EX-Wife Returns Chapter 32: Satisfactory Moment
“This wedding is over!” Damien roared, immediately he caught himself from Calla's word to him before leaving with Killian black. his voice bouncing off the cathedral walls like a thunderclap. Gasp. Cameras flashed. Reporters surged forward. Some of them had been Killian’s, carefully planted. Smart. Ruthless. Predictable. Selene stood frozen, her perfectly manicured hands trembling at her side. Her wedding dress no longer looked regal,nit looked ridiculous. Like a costume from a play she never auditioned for. “Sir! Sir! Are you calling off the wedding because your late wife just walked in?” “Is this woman really your ex-wife?” “Who is the man she left with?” Questions flew like daggers. Selene’s face twisted in rage. Damien didn’t say another word. His gaze was still locked on the space where Calla had been. Calla, who had walked away like she owned the whole damn event, Like it had been her wedding, and to top it she had walked in and away with Killian Black, Killa
The EX-Wife Returns Chapter 31: She came back for everything he stole
The car was quiet, too quiet. Calla sat in the backseat beside Killian, her fingers laced tightly on her lap. Outside the window, the world drifted by in slow motion, too calm for the kind of storm she felt building inside. Killian stole a glance at her. She looked...collected. But he knew better. “You sure about this?” he asked finally, voice low but firm. She didn’t look at him. “We’re already halfway there.” “That’s not what I asked.” Calla inhaled deeply through her nose, then turned to meet his eyes. “Yes. I’m sure.” Killian leaned back against the leather seat, resting an arm behind her. “This is Damien we’re talking about. Your ex. And his bride is Selene, the same Selene who made it her hobby to humiliate you in public.” Calla’s lips curved faintly. “You forgot to mention that I spent three years married to Damien before I ended up in jail." “I didn’t forget. I just don’t like repeating things that make me want to rearrange a man’s jaw and I'm sure there's mo
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