Semua Bab Ex-husband, You Broke The Wrong Woman : Bab 301 - Bab 310

[Asher]"Don't go." The word had barely left Elena's lips before my hand found her waist again.A low growl tore from my throat as I pulled her flat to my chest and smashed my lips on hers.I know, of course, I know she will hate me for this. Curse me even, I really tried to resist it. To stop, to apologize for kissing her back.But what am I supposed to do when she wants it?What the hell am I supposed to do seeing that hunger in her eyes?My eyes slid shut as her finger dug into my hair, a low moan spilling out of her throat.My cock jerked in response as I pressed her harder into me.She needed to see how insane she was driving me.I want her...I fucking want her. I need Elena more than I need air to breathe."Please..." Elena whimpered and fuck...just fuck.I tilted her neck, deepening the kiss even more.My hand moved from her waist, sliding lower... fucking lower and before I could stop myself, I grabbed a handful of her ass from the fabric of her pants, squeezing it hard."Mmm.

[Elena]"Mommy! Daddy!"A familiar voice echoed through the room, soft but loud enough to pull me from sleep. A small yawn escaped my lips before I could stop it, followed by a lazy smile I had absolutely no explanation for."Mommy, Daddy wake up."The voice cut through again.And I froze.Darian?My eyes flew open instantly, brows pulling together into a deep frown as my mind scrambled to catch up. Maybe I imagined it. Maybe I was still dreaming."Mommy, Daddy it’s morning already."My heart stopped."Darian is here." Asher’s voice murmured beside me.No. Not beside me.Close.Fucking close.I could feel his warm morning breath brushing against my cheek.For a second, my brain completely shut down.It felt like everything inside my head short-circuited. Like my thoughts slammed into each other trying to make sense of what exactly was happening. Why was Asher this close? Why does his voice sound this rough? Why my body felt…I jerked upright so fast my heart skipped violently in my ch

[Asher]The moment Elena opened her eyes this morning, I knew.I knew before she even spoke. Before she sat up. Before she realized I was watching her.There was something in her expression, like someone who touched fire and only then remembered it burns.Something tightened deep in my chest.I tried to ignore it. I really did. But during breakfast, I caught myself glancing at her more times than I could count. Small looks. Quick ones. The kind you hope no one notices.She barely looked at me.The only time her eyes lifted was when Darian said something loud enough to demand it.She wanted to leave the moment she woke up. I saw it in the way she moved — efficient, distant, already emotionally packed and halfway out the door. But Darian needed to eat, and our stubborn little boy decided his mother had to be the one to feed him.Not the nanny.Not me.Her.And he wouldn’t stop talking.He kept chanting, in that innocent, sing-song voice, how he wanted Mommy and Daddy to sleep together a

[Elena]The moment my car rolled to a stop a little distance from Owen’s studio, my fingers tightened around the steering wheel.I could have parked right in front. There was space. Clear, obvious space. But instead, I’d slowed down and kept driving until I found myself pulling over farther down the street, like my body had decided before my mind did.I sat there for a second, engine still running, staring at the building of his studio through the windshield.It looked normal.Glass front. Neutral walls.Yet something in my chest felt… off. Not fear exactly. Just that quiet pressure under the ribs. The kind that makes you hesitate without knowing why.I swallowed and turned off the ignition. The sudden silence inside the car felt too loud. I grabbed my bag, stepped out, and locked the door with a soft beep that seemed sharper than usual.My heels clicked against the pavement as I walked toward the building. The sound echoed more than it should have, each step drawing attention to itse

[Elena]"Am I dreaming? Or is Elena Thorne standing right in front of me?" Clara's voice cut through.I swallowed hard, my lips pressing into a thin line as I tried to stop the tears from falling but failed.I took a deep breath, my fingers digging into my skin as I stared at the man right in front of me."I asked a question." My voice quivered even when I tried to keep calm. "Owen, tell me those words I heard were lies.""Are you dumb?" Clara answered instead, a laugh slipping off her as she stared right into my eyes. "With those tears in your eyes, I'm sure you heard every single thing we discussed...so why exactly are you asking dumb questions?"My lips quivered, but I still didn't stare at her; my eyes were on the man I defended with everything in me.My eyes were on the man I fought Asher for when he mentioned this same thing I'm seeing right here.Owen stared at me as if I'd suddenly grown two heads. He opened his mouth to speak, but a curse slipped through instead."Elena...I..