All Chapters of Ex-Husband, Beg Me!: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

"Famous Mia Brown finally returned to the spotlight in the company of a mysterious man. Who could he be??" The reporter's voice filled the living room from the television. The question posed to the audience by the reporter wasn't a puzzle to Clarissa Brown whose face had turned clouded.Her eyes lingered on the screen as she watched her husband, Easton Maddox wrap his hand around Mia's waist in public. Leading her out of the airport into his Lamborghini. Clarissa felt the earth slip under her feet as she forced down the pile that raised in her throat. Shock and disbelief hitched on her face as she stared like a moron.Uncertainty and dread filled Clarissa from where she sat.'Mia is back.' Clarissa's heart pounded in her chest, her breathing becoming uneven as the rowdy sounds from Mia's fans echoed in the living room. They cheered along as Mia got into the car and Easton also followed.Mia, Clarissa's older sister was a top celebrity who has been leading for years now. She was the

The night was long and cold. Clarissa had barely moved from the cold floor where her strength gave out. Her face was stained with dried tears, and blood stains on her lips. Amidst her thoughts and pain, she slipped into a restless sleep. The sound of the door crashing open jolted her awake. Easton who had left earlier, stormed in like a madman, his eyes were bloodshot and lips curled in disdain. Before she could speak, he grabbed her by the wrist and yanked her to her feet."Get up," he growled."What—what are you—?" Her voice cracked, but he didn't answer. She barely had time to grab her shoes as he dragged her out of the house barefoot.The sky was still dark, it wasn't even up to 7 Am. Despite her questions, Easton continued to pull her out of the house and into his Lamborghini, stuffing her in like a trash bag."Easton,let me go," Clarissa whined but he remained defiant. Clarissa seeks answers. "Where are we heading to in this ungodly hour?? What are you up to??" Her words seem

Clarissa woke up in an unfamiliar room, groaning in pain as she slowly opened her eyes. Her hand instinctively went to her forehead, rubbing the dull ache there. But as she touched her skin, she felt something warmer, like a bandage. That's when it hit her—she'd been in an accident. With the realization settling in, Clarissa tried to push herself up, but a sharp grunt escaped her mouth as she pushed herself up too quickly. "Easy..." a male voice called out, making her snap her head toward the door. A man stood there, watching her with unreadable eyes. His face was blank as he stared at her, pinning her down with his gaze. Clarissa's heart skipped a beat when their gazes met. She froze, words caught in her throat as she watched him step closer. He was tall, dressed in black pants and a white shirt with sleeves rolled up to his elbows. His black curly hair framed his face as his brown eyes locked onto hers. "You shouldn't get up like that," he said, his voice calm. "You've been thr