Ruining My Billionaire Ex-Husband のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 131 - チャプター 140

VINCENTStaring at her panicked, big brown eyes—even if her body stayed stiff in an effort to pretend like she was not scared—my anger towards her dissipated to a good extent. At the moment, I was only pissed at the fucker who held her by the neck.Paying for the boss's sins, in this case, paying for my brother, Owen's sins was part of the package that came with being in the mafia. I had expected it, but at the same time, I had hoped that she would have nothing to do with it.I did not know the man standing before us in any way, but for some reason, he had a vendetta against me. I would not hesitate to shoot him in the head if he thought he could threaten me like that."Let her go. Face me." I spoke calmly, but he just scoffed."I said that to your brother, he looked me in the eye and shot every single one of my family members, despite my pleas." He retorted, but I was already done with this. I pulled the gun out of my holster and cocked it. Katerina jerked in his arms, looking petri

VINCENT "I cannot believe you actually want to come out to this place. You never come to places like this. If I did not know you too well, I would say you were too religious for this place." James teased, sitting beside me in my car while I drove. I did not respond to him, keeping my eyes on the road instead. "What's eating you up, friend? I feel kind of betrayed that you would not share with me." He sulked, but I was barely in the mood for a chitchat. Almost two weeks had passed since the incident and I had met her once—two days ago—at a summit. She had eye-bags under her eyes and looked tired, like she was not getting enough rest or sleep. Katerina looked like she had lost a little weight too, and when she stared at me with those sad eyes and tried to smile at me but I turned away before she could finish the expression. I had barely been able to stay away. It was like she was doing everything to get close to me, but I kept avoiding her, moving away, because at least, if I wan

KATERINAThe cool night air brushed against my face as I sat on the sand, legs pulled close to my chest, staring out at the dark water. The moonlight shimmered across the surface, casting a silvery glow that seemed to stretch infinitely into the horizon. I’d come here to clear my head, to escape the endless grind that had consumed me over the past few days. Work had taken over every part of me, and I hadn’t realized how badly I needed to breathe until I found myself here, at the edge of everything.I had spent the first few minutes on arrival on crying my eyes out. I missed Kelvin, no scratch that. I really, really missed Kelvin.His funeral held weeks ago and it was the saddest thing ever. Reina wasn't there. His sister, Whitney was not even there either. Actually, I did not want her to be there. I did not need negative energy at Kelvin's funeral; I mean, I could not be thinking of killing his sister at his funeral.So yeah, it was just me and a few of his colleagues at his funeral,

KATERINAWe got home together and he fucked my brains out like he promised, but left my bed before I woke up.I walked to the mirror after brushing my teeth and taking my bath, staring directly in my eyes, recounting my newest plans.Da'ana was coming back to town tonight, and I planned to pull a string or two to embarrass her in front of everyone she had invited for her welcome party.I wanted to do a big reveal. She resented to know who I truly was now, didn't she? I did not tell Vincent about my plans because I did not know if emotions would try to fuck everything up.She had invited Vincent and I. Before I fell asleep, as if I knew that he was going to leave the next morning, I asked him if he was going to be there for his mother's welcome party. He promised to be there if I was.The little things…I smiled, walking down to my bed just as a knock resounded on my door. I turned around and started to walk towards it, wondering who it was since I had not requested for anything from m

VINCENTI sat beside Katerina and she took my hand in hers, still smiling. It was like she could not stop smiling, and I could not stop staring at her. That smile looked amazing on her face, her scary. What in the world was this woman up to now?The hall buzzed with anticipation, the kind of tension that builds right before a show starts. People milled around, sipping champagne and making small talk, glancing toward the stage where my mother was set to make her big entrance. The murmur of conversation filled the air, a mix of curiosity, gossip, and excitement. Katerina sat close enough that I could feel the warmth of her arm against mine even as I held her hand, though we hadn't said much since finding our seats. I glanced over at her after looking around for a couple of seconds—almost a minute—taking in the way she casually held her glass, looking serene while the room buzzed around us. But she also looked different. Good different or bad different? I had a feeling we were about to