บททั้งหมดของ THE PILOT'S EX WIFE: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

- "Let's go to the parking lot. The entrance to the hall is full of reporters" Will said, looking at Ethan and waiting for confirmation.- "Okay" he agreed. Even when he didn't mean to, Ethan was an alpha. His posture and way of communicating made it clear that he did not submit, he only commanded.The small group left the hall discreetly. Even though I didn't want to, the image reminded me of three beautiful couples. Will positioned himself next to Blair, right behind Ethan and Mariah.They avoided the elevator and took the stairs, going down to the first parking lot. And the way Ethan nimbly led the group to the exit, there was no doubt; that was also one of his buildings.Outside the hall, the cold breeze enveloped Blair. The satin dress didn't cover much of her body, which was an oasis for every man's vision. They walked to the limousine parked near the stairs, where a man uniformly dressed in black was waiting.- "Mr. Banks" the chauffeur nodded to his boss.- "To the Tonight Clu

- "Do I care, Blair? I'm just saying you can't do drugs on my property"- "That's what Mack just did!"- "And you won't do it again, because the fucking club just closed." Ethan slammed the glass cup against the wooden table, which caused a crack in the container.He looked at the redhead with such anger that he barely recognized himself. That wasn't his usual behavior. Not even Will knew the man's lack of control.- "Are you acting like this because I refuse to obey you? Put something in your head, Ethan. We're just friends" Blair raised her eyebrows with evident audacity and sarcasm.- "What?" Without a doubt, this was the first time in many years that someone had dared to speak to him like that. Banks was accustomed to obedience that was very prone to fear. Seeing Blair talk like she was his boss took him out of his orbit.- "FRIENDS" she spelled out, letter by letter.Ethan pushed the glass towards Blair, dragging the glass across the wooden table. He felt his own body shaking wit

- "Yes. We always fought, even during firefights" Susan said, smiling at the men.- "This must have been a historic time"- "And it was" Spencer agreed.The inspector returned to his chair, and Susan sat down next to Colton. She observed the material on the table and found that it was a case being analyzed. His expert eye knew a scene when he saw one.- "What are you doing, Spencer?"- "Working on a new investigation" he replied, looking back at the report.- "Not so new" Colton added.- "Working alone?" Susan insisted, leaning back in the almost comfortable chair.- "It's the Banks case" he simply said. There was no need to say more, not after so many failed investigations.- "Do you have new clues?"- "Actually, I'm working with a new agent"- "New?"The police officer furrowed her eyebrows. In all his years working alongside Spencer, he had never seen him recruit new people to help him. He was too self-centered to ask for help, and he didn't mind getting bogged down in his work.-

And then the models looked at her with admiration, because she was the woman of the moment in the fashion world. Critics always praised her for her catwalk performances, and that was every one of those people's dreams. Behind Mariah, two people with cameras in hand followed her. They were making a kind of documentary behind the scenes.Blair didn't get up from the couch, but she knew Mariah was walking towards her. With a juxtaposed black dress, her slim body was well shaped, and it made her look good. Mariah smiled as she approached the redhead, as if they were long-time friends.- "Blair, honey, how about a photo?" Mariah smiled as the camera panned to her face.Blair, on the other hand, couldn't hide her discomfort. She knew right then and there that Mariah was the type who would do anything to make people have a good image of her. The redhead stood up and smiled at the camera, but she didn't seem as friendly as she would have liked.- "Of course"They stood side by side, like grea

The mirror on the marble sink extended the entire length of the wall. Blair walked to the sink and looked closely at her colorless face. The negative effect of Michele's vision of her father still hung over her, reminding her that many people loved Jean, even though they only knew the new version of him.Blair felt a shiver awaken her skin. Through the reflection in the glass, she saw Ethan Banks appear in the doorway. With his all-black look, from his shiny shoes to his bow tie, the man standing in the doorway seemed to fill the entire room with his presence alone. He was tall enough to almost reach the end of the doorway.Blair's body's reaction was not natural, it seemed to involve something beyond the physical. She remained static as she tried to assimilate what she saw, enchanted by the perfect fallen angel. Blair didn't know it, but the effect her figure had on the man's system was equal, if not more devastating. The difference was that Banks was able to hide her reactions.- "I