All Chapters of Divorced But Desired by the Mafia King: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

[Hunter][Earlier that Morning–Continued]She’s grown tougher in the two months since I’ve gone into hiding. While I’ve been watching through cameras on screens in the bowels of the city, she has blossomed into something new. Like a beautiful but determined weed, a flower growing in concrete, tearing apart the sidewalk to make a space for her to grow towards the sun, she is radiant. And right now she’s pissed. "Am I free to go now?" Her eyes are bright with rage, her hair falling in large, loose strands from her braids as she stands over me, vengeance glowing in her eyes. I know that the next time we spar, she’s going to make me pay for what I just did. And I'm looking forward to it."Class dismissed," I groan, smiling. She's never been more beautiful to me than she is right now, storming off, her fists clenched with anger. Someday soon, when all this is over, I look forward to kissing away her furrowed brows, and frowning lips. I can’t wait to love away the sorrow of the last sever

[Hunter]Her tears are all my fault. I caused this pain and her anguish. Watching Vanessa through the company feed, my heart felt so much lighter as I saw her happily greeting Livy this evening. She has such a large and giving heart and loves Livy as much as I do, and dotes on her with the affection of a mother. Poor Livy was so young when her mother died that she has no memory of her. Thinking of my dear older sister, I know Jane would have been pleased to see the devotion Vanessa gives Olivia. “My girls,” I place my hand on the screen, watching them enter the family suite. There are no cameras there, there never have been. My grandfather had been adamant that family moments always be private. That’s why we have the business suite separate from this wing of the office. Our family has always been under a lot of press scrutiny, so when he was designing Grant Tower, he wanted to make sure my grandmother, and eventually my father, had space to be a real family without having to worry ab

[Vanessa]"Now please, Mrs. Grant, enjoy your breakfast." Agent Andrews pulls out a chair right before he picks up my plate places a scoop of eggs next to a large sausage."You didn't need to go through all this trouble," I insist, "I could have microwaved a breakfast sausage or..."Mr. Andrews looks up at me with a frown. "Not good enough," he scolds me. "Your doctor sent over very specific guidelines for your nutrition. No more junk food," he admonishes me as he places apple slices on my plate next to a piece of toast. "Besides, I like cooking for others. It helps me relax."Those words. His gaze of concern mixed with a genuine desire to care for me. It feels so familiar.Stunned, I take a step back, my hand over my heart as I observe the scene before me. Livy is kicking her feet, happily eating her toast while chattering away at Charley about something she read in a book. There are plates of food being brought in by Mr. Andrews, who takes away Livy's empty plate with a grin. It's s

[Michael]"What is he doing here?" my wife snarls, her white teeth flashing. "Don't you have your own firm to run, Michael?""I'm collaborating with..." I begin to say but Adam cuts me off with a hard, rough laugh. "Oh, he's working for us now," Adam's jackal smile is wide as he tilts his head back. "CCRP now owns Stone and Associates Law Group, isn't that funny?" He wipes his eyes. "They went bankrupt, so we got a good deal. We liquidated everything--the building, the supplies, the staff. Do you have my mail, Michael?"Addison looks between the two of us as I hand Mr. Wright his stack of letters and magazines. She doesn't laugh or smile like that bastard Adam does as I do this. If anything, she looks a little sad. "That's...unfortunate," she eventually says, her gaze full of pity. "Is there any way to make sure he's working on another floor?" Her tone is neutral and professional, but her words sting like a slap. "Addy...I..." She doesn't look at me as she places a hand on Adam's s

[Evelyn]Frowning, I tuck my phone back in my pocket and to let my frustration drain from my face. Debrassy doesn't need to add "or else" to his message for me to feel the ultimatum hanging over my head. I have to do better than my useless fiance. I'm already on thin ice with Mr. D.I've always been Debrassy's #1 girl. Yes, I know he's got others stashed away, but we've been together for 7 years now, ever since he discovered me working late nights working my third job at the college book store. I knew he wasn't the type to be faithful--I didn't need that. I had Michael. He was as loyal as a dog and so easy to manipulate. He stopped being a challenge ages ago, and I had been bored with him the day Debrassy walked into my life. Debrassy is anything but boring. He's always been a challenge. From the moment I first saw him I knew my life would never be the same.I'll never forget the day he walked into my life and turned everything on its head, leaving me breathless and wanting more, know