All Chapters of Divorced by My Husband, Spoiled by A Billionaire : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

The Driver stepped aside and I tried my best to stand my ground as he took steady steps towards me.When he was right before me, prompting me to look up at him he took hold of my chin and made sure I maintained eye contact with him. “Is it true?" He had his devilish smile on again and with his mask out of the way, my heart kept skipping beats to see his dimples give way. “Valentina." His voice was cold, his eyes weren't smiling, just his lips and it made me want to melt into a puddle of water. “True – what?" I stuttered, my heart quivered.“Leave me alone! What are you doing!?" I heard Bianca shout and tried to look but my chin was really held in place.“Eyes on me." He let go of me and stepped away. “Tell me. Where did he touch you." His eyes scanned my body before he squinted. “Did he give you those claw marks on your face?" His eyes blazed as he narrowed his eyes even further, looking at my now exposed hands. “No, they are part of the … of the make-up for the shoot.” I watch

“How dare you try to hide my son away from me!” The middle aged man yelled down at the woman he was stomping on. "Please!" The young boy was held by strong hands and couldn't move except to watch his mum being brutally beaten by someone who claimed to be his dad. “You never … wanted him!” His mother managed to say in-between sobs. He struggled in the hold of his captives and wished she could stay down and not respond to the devil. He never wanted to cry but tears streamed down his face. “Did I?" He watched the devilish man squat to meet his mother's eyes, hold her chin tight before spitting on her. “How about you stop hiding him and release him to me?" “No!" She yelled into his face. Her face was red, veins popped out of her neck as she yelled, her hands were tied to the back. His mother had always avoided discussing the topic of his father with him and if this was how his father was, then he really didn't want a father anymore. “How about this!" His father stood to his feet

Four days now and the shoot for the movie had been ongoing with Dominik still playing the part of being my manager. Another actress had taken Bianca's place and it went smoother than I had expected it to.“.... and CUT!" The director screamed and the crew applauded loudly. I shook hands with my co-actors and moved towards Dominik whose eyes were trained on me like he would die if his eyes went off even a bit. “You made me proud." He said from his grey mask, he was dressed in all grey today. “No treat today." I winced at my throbbing core. “You don't get to decide, it was the deal. Come here." He tapped on his lap and I looked around. He was never satisfied and it wasn't a new thing that there were speculations about me being the president's mistress but no one had the courage to spread the rumor outside the agency.I had no other option but to sit on his lap. “Are you wearing panties?" He asked shamelessly and a little too loud that I had to look around to see if anyone close to

Something light rubbed on her lashes and they fluttered open to see the face of the boy close.She blinked up at him and the initial worry she caught in his eyes faded like it was never there. She was used to his presence now, a constant visitor in her ward.He had told her that he cleaned for the pay and that his mother was the concerned nurse who happened to come in anytime she was alone but she didn't ask him for all these details. “You are awake." He stepped back and took the wet mop and began humming. She only stared at him and didn't try to let words out of her mouth. It had been their regular routine ever since she got dumped in the hospital by her parents. “Made up your mind yet?" He paused his mopping and looked at her, the black of his eyes making her head pound. She was angry at him for always coming in to disturb her sleep only to keep moping a particular spot like he was paid to mop that one spot and ask her stupid questions. Her mother told her not to talk to strang

“Boss." My driver came in with the syringe filled to the brim alongside my other subordinates. I nodded at him. "Inject her.” I sat on my chair, my hand gently patting Valentina's hand as I watched. "If you try to intervene again, I will really blow off your head and you can go say me hi to the devil.” I met his shaky eyes. I tore my eyes off his and looked at Valentina's face. I was done being nice to her. If being a dick around her would get her to toughen her soft heart, so be it. My eyes went back to Morretti's face, the torture in his face as he watched his wife being injected with the same substance she injected Valentina with. The trashing started and Morretti squeezed his eyes closed, bringing his legs up with his face tucked between them as his shoulder shook. Pathetic that he could cry for her yet abandoned his first wife and daughter to die and go to hell without care of the world.“I'll get the police." He said, his head still tucked between his legs. “Okay. Prepar