Semua Bab Dear Ex-Husband, Revenge is Mine!: Bab 31 - Bab 40

IRIS My fingers tightened around my phone, my pulse hammering as I reread the message.‘Are you keeping secrets too, Iris?’Too.That one fucking word made my blood run cold.Something—someone— was watching me, prying into my life. Into my past. Into my biggest secret.And Maverick’s too.I swallowed, my breath shaky as I typed out a reply with trembling fingers.‘Who the fuck is this?’I hit send and stared at the screen, not even expecting a response. The last time I’d received a text from this number, they were warning me about Maverick.This time, they were threatening me.And whoever it was knew something.The seconds dragged on, stretching into a full minute, and then, just as I was about to put my phone down, the screen lit up. Another text had come in.‘Don’t be scared. We all have things to hide. Yours is just more… interesting.’My stomach twisted. My finger hovered over the screen as I thought of what to type. I had no idea what to say in reply.More interesting? What did

MAVERICK “I don’t know, man,” Dwayne said, dragging his hand over his beard as he leaned back in his chair. “This whole engagement party thing… it sounds like a fucking nightmare.”I huffed out a laugh, taking a sip of my glass of ginger ale.“Tell me about it.”Dwayne and I were at a private bar that he owned, tucked away somewhere only the wealthy and powerful had access to. But even here, surrounded by expensive liquor and the smell of cigarettes, I couldn’t get Iris out of my head.“Can’t believe I’m even saying this,” Dwayne continued, “but you actually look stressed. What happened to that untouched, cold bastard who didn't give a shit about anything?”I shot him a glare. “He’s still here.”Dwayne smirked. “Right. So how’s the whole ‘marry Iris to take down your family’ thing going? Or is she already getting under your skin?”My jaw clenched. “Stick to your fucking drink, Dwayne.”“Yeah, that’s what I thought,” he said with a chuckle.I didn't respond. What the hell was I suppos

IRIS “I think you should just fuck him and get it out of your system.”I choked on my breath, my mascara wand nearly slipping from my fingers. “Excuse me?”Megan was standing behind me, casually running her fingers through my hair, fluffing it up after she’d just styled it. “You heard me,” she said, smirking at my reflection in the mirror.I turned my head to look at her. “You’re out of your goddamn mind.”I probably shouldn’t have told Megan about what had happened last night, because now, she was giving me the worst advice I had ever heard in my life.Megan snorted. “Maybe. But let’s be real here, babe. You want to climb that man like a fucking tree.”I groaned as I looked away, feeling the heat creep up my neck. “Megan—”“You literally cannot stop staring at him every time he’s in the room. Honestly, being around you two always feels like the start of a porn movie. So much bloody tension in the air.”I rolled my eyes. “For fuck’s sake, Meg—”“And don’t even get me started on the w

IRIS I had never been to an engagement party where everyone’s focus wasn’t on the engaged couple. But I guess there’s a first time for everything. Everyone was busy striking deals and endorsements. The fucking elite. Then again, it was probably better that everyone wasn’t overly focused on us. It gave me some breathing space. I raised my wine glass to my lips, taking a sip. This was my second glass of wine, but I wasn’t gulping it down this time like I did at the dinner, no matter how much I wanted to. I knew Maverick wouldn’t like that. And come to think of it, I wasn’t sure I’d ever seen him drink alcohol before. He would hold it, sure, but drinking it? Where the hell was he, anyway? He’d been gone for over fifteen minutes. I excused myself from the table, leaving Dwayne and Megan to their conversation. They were really hitting it off tonight, and I liked that. Dwayne seemed like a genuine guy. I looked around, and, seeing no sign of him, I started walking towards the

IRIS I told myself this wouldn’t happen. I swore it wouldn't. And yet, here I was, giving him the permission to ruin me.His hands were on me, bringing me down from the railing before I could take my next breath.Maverick captured my lips with his once again, his hand gliding from my waist down to my ass. I tried to meet his frantic pace, standing on my tippy toes as if that would somehow make us even closer.I couldn’t get enough. I didn't want to stop.“You have no fucking idea how long I’ve been waiting for you to say that, Angel,” he breathed against my lips. “No fucking idea.”More heat pooled between my thighs and I whimpered, trying to lift my thigh to his waist. “Oh yeah?”“Fuck yeah,” he growled. His hand moved down to my thighs, cursing as he moved my dress out of the way, his fingers tracing the hem of my panties.“Maverick, they’ll soon notice we’re gone. We don’t have—”I gasped, throwing my head back as his hand slipped into my panties, feeling how wet I was for him.“L