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Chapter 46: Signed, Sealed… Distracted
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The EX-Wife Returns Chapter 47: The face of her revenge
Later that afternoon, after Killian left for work, Calla remained in her room for a while, her eyes fixed on the message still displayed on her phone screen. “Hi, it’s Damien. I couldn’t message you with my number. I know you’re angry at me, but can we meet? We need to talk.” Her heart thudded dully in her chest. She read the message again, and then a third time, as if the words might rearrange themselves and make more sense. What did Damien want from her now? He’d already signed the divorce papers. She hadn’t even begun to pay him back for all he’d done. “Why now?” she muttered, dragging a hand through her hair. She hadn’t even begun her revenge yet. In fact, this message felt like an insult. It stirred up everything, the pain, the betrayal, the fire. Should she tell Killian? “No,” she whispered. “Not yet Her mind made up, Calla dressed in silence. A simple outfit. Nothing fancy. Just enough to blend in. She didn’t want attention, not now. As she stepped out, one of the g
The EX-Wife Returns Chapter 46: Signed, Sealed… Distracted
Later that morning, after breakfast and all, Calla was seated on Killian’s lap in his study, doing nothing but teasing him and laughing quietly to themselves.“I’m bored, like really really really bored,” Calla whispered, running a teasing finger up his neck.“How can you be bored while you are with the hottest man on earth. You are trouble” Killian muttered, his voice low, his hand snaking under her oversized shirt.“Says the man holding me hostage on his lap,” she smirked, tugging gently on his chain.Killian leaned forward, brushing his lips over her neck. “You like being my hostage.”She hummed. “Maybe.”The stack of signed divorce papers sat ominously at the edge of the table, untouched. Calla glanced at it, then back at Killian.“You said the lawyer was coming today,” she said casually.Killian's lips moved to her collarbone. “Hmm. He is.”“What time?”He grinned against her skin. “You ask too many questions.”“I’m allowed to ask questions, Killian–”He suddenly tickled her wais
The EX-Wife Returns Chapter 45: Guilt vs Old flames
selene's pov “James, wake the fuck up,” Selene muttered, her voice low and husky from sleep, “move your hand from my body you asshole.” James groaned against her neck, his arm draped over her waist. “Mmm, just five more minutes…” “Do you want to die, I’m serious,” she whispered, wriggling free. “I have to go.” His eyes barely opened, but he smirked. “So fast? No goodbye quickie?” “Fuck no,” Selene rolled her eyes and slid out of bed, her bare feet hitting the cold tiles as she reached for her earrings and necklace. “Damn, you're cruel,” James yawned, stretching lazily. Selene ignored him, slipping her blouse on and zipping her skirt. “Cruel is waking up next to a man with no self-control.” He chuckled. “Ouch, but I gave you what you wanted, hard and fast.” She ignored him and was already halfway to the door when he asked, “So… when do I get to see you like this again?” “Not anytime soon.” She paused, tilting her head back slightly. “Or not ever.” James raised an eyebrow. “N
The EX-Wife Returns Chapter 44: why were you drunk?
it was desperate. Hungry. Killian was caught off guard, but his body responded before his mind could catch up. His hands slid around her waist, gripping her like she was the only solid thing keeping him from drowning. When she finally pulled back, her breathing was ragged, her cheeks flushed. “Don’t ever scare me like that again, ever again and I mean it.” she whispered against his lips. Killian stared at her, dazed. “I... I passed out, didn’t I?” “More like blacked out,” Calla muttered. “Mateo practically dragged you in.” He sighed, resting his head back on the pillow. “God. My head feels like I wrestled with a truck.” “You probably drank like one,” she snapped. Calla cupped his face. "You scared me. You drank too much, do you have any idea how worried I was? after you had promised to be back early." Killian smirked, his voice still rough. "If I knew you'd kiss me like that, I'd get drunk more often." She smacked his shoulder lightly. "Not funny. Idiot." He laughed
The EX-Wife Returns Chapter 43: His troubles
"I'm sorry ma'am," he said kissing her stomach. She reached out to touch his face, "You're forgiven," she whispered. "Now, get back down there and eat me out like the good boy you are."James didn't need to be told twice.As he moved back down between her legs, Selene let out a satisfied sigh. This was exactly what she needed after that disastrous night with Damien. A night of rough, no-strings-attached sex with someone who actually knew how to please her, at the same time she kept thinking of how to wrap Damien round her finger while she made her way to Killian's side, Calla can't be with Killian when she selene dreams of being right by his side dominating the world. * * * Killian sat at his office in La Fiamma, the familiar scent of leather and smoke swirling around him. He leaned back in his chair, staring blankly at the ceiling. His hand trembled slightly as he poured himself a glass of whiskey, the ice clinking against the glass. His cigarette burned slowly between his finge
The EX-Wife Returns Chapter 42: All in good time
Damien slammed the door behind him, the sharp echo bouncing off the cold walls of his penthouse. His chest rose and fell with ragged breaths, blood dripping from his knuckles, the aftermath of what that bitch had done to him. Rage burned in his eyes as he staggered toward the kitchen counter, slamming the drawer open and yanking out the first aid kit. Selene wasn’t home. Of course she wasn’t. He remembered the look in her eyes before he slapped her. She must still be pissed. He muttered under his breath, his voice low and venomous. “She’ll get over it.” He tore open an alcohol swab, wincing as he dabbed it over the raw wound. The sting only made him angrier. His teeth clenched as images of the bar flashed through his mind, her, that woman, the smirk on her lips, the silence in her eyes. The way his hand moved to sign the papers no, forced to sign them. His pride shattered. “Calla,” he growled, the name tasting like poison. “You fucking witch.” Meanwhile… Selene leaned back again
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