Semua Bab Dear Ex Wife, Please take me back: Bab 191 - Bab 200

ALEX Blood splatters all over the walls as I throw the son of a bitch against the wall. He lets out a painful groan but that doesn't hold me back from gripping his hair and hitting him again and again. “Alex, you've hit him enough. The fucker is in the middle of making amends.” Luca releases a puff of smoke as he leans against the wall. “Shut up. I'm coming for your ass once I'm done with him.” I growl as I pull Zayan’s hair and hit it against the wall. “You must have a death wish for doing the shit you did! I held onto your secret for her sake but you had to go and summon the monster inside me didn't you?”Zayan coughs up blood, but I don’t release my grip. I slam him again, this time harder, the sickening crack of his skull hitting the concrete echoes through the apartment. I raided his shitty place and if I didn't see how filthy it is, I would have gone after Ethan next. He made a wise choice to cut him off financially.He slumps, but I yank him back by the collar, keeping him

ATHENA"I'm so sorry about my stupid brother. His obsession with Alex got out of hand. He shouldn't have done that. If you want to kill him, you have my blessing," Ian says, and I smile.I do want to kill Arnold. But I've had enough blood on my name, and knowing Alex, he will just cause chaos. He's just like his father. I mean, we haven't heard from John or know where his wereabout are since we got the formula. But knowing Eli paid him a visit, I'm pretty sure he is on the other side. And by otherside, I mean the world of flowers where no living soul exists."Your mother will be so upset when she hears that," I say."My mother loves me. She’ll understand." He passes me a cup of coffee, then sighs.He looks like he’s deep in thought, pretty much his signature look. Alex once told me Ian is different from us. I didn’t understand it then, but now… I’m starting to see it.He processes feelings differently. Where we feel something at a ten, he feels it at a thousand.It explains the way h

ATHENA“Where are you taking me?” I giggle as Alex holds me carefully, guiding me through the steps because of the blindfold over my eyes. “Patience baby.” His deep voice reaches my ears. I hear the soft crunch of grass beneath my heels, the chirping of crickets around us, and the faint sound of water nearby. My heart pounds not from nerves, but from the way his presence always seems to steal my breath.“I swear if you’re taking me into the woods to murder me-”“I wouldn’t make you wear your favorite dress if that were the plan,” he murmurs close to my ear, sending a shiver down my spine.We take a few more careful steps before he stops.“Alright,” he says softly. “You ready?”“I’ve been ready since you said get dressed.'” I grin under the blindfold.His fingers graze my cheeks, lifting the fabric with a slow tenderness that makes me hold my breath. And when the blindfold slips away-My heart stops.We’re standing by the edge of a calm, silver lake, stars above twinkling like a pri

ALEX Growing up, I always thought emotions were overrated and a pain in the ass. I would never understand people who made decisions because they were happy or sad or in love.I hated it, so I made sure I never felt it. I had things I could tolerate, but like is a word far-fetched. Only my granny could melt down the walls even though my mother couldn't. It used to take effort though now I'm shocked that Athena breaks down every fucking wall I've built just by existing. She and this woman I'm holding onto are who taught me that loving was okay and emotions didn't make us weak, they made us human. “I'm so glad I got to see you fine one last time my precious boy. Now I'll be able to rest in peace.” My nana's wrinkled hands hold mine.“Don’t let Noah hear that, he will throw a fit. Sloane too.” I try to lighten the mood.She gives me a weak smile,“That brat has changed. He told me your father talked some sense into him and I'm glad. What happened to John was my fault. I should have seen

ATHENA Six months later. “Mummy, you look beautiful! You're the prettiest!” Rayen runs to my side, making Sloane snort, and Isabelle rolls her eyes.“I bet we look like shags to you little King, don't we?” Sloane crosses her arms while tapping a foot probably trying to intimidate him but Rayen is his father's son, he doesn't get intimidated. “No,” he says sweetly. “You both look like extras in my mum's fairytale.”Sloane gasps, feigning offense. “Excuse me?!”Isabelle chokes on her drink, trying to hold in her laugh. “Okay, that was brutal.”I reach down and smooth Rayen’s little tux, trying not to laugh myself. “Rayen, be nice. They're my bridesmaids.”He blinks innocently. “ But you're still the prettiest.”“Am I?” I ask, kissing his forehead. “Just don’t say that in front of your granny or we’ll never hear the end of it.”“I already did,” he shrugs. “She said I was just like Daddy.”“I'm not babysitting you anymore!” Sloane says faking an offense.Rayen's face softens as he rushe