All Chapters of Ex Husband, Prepare To Burn : Chapter 11 - Chapter 15

Elara’s POV The car slowed in front of the New York SM Group’s main entrance, its black exterior reflecting the morning sun like polished obsidian. Before the engine even settled, my chauffeur hurried around and opened the door. “Thank you,” I said with a soft smile. He bowed, and I stepped out, heels clicking against the concrete. Today, I wasn’t just entering a building. I was entering my new era. My new kingdom. I smoothed my cream satin blouse, its fabric hugging my frame perfectly, tucked into a tailored high-waist charcoal skirt. A long camel trench coat rested lightly on my shoulders—unbuttoned, flowing, intentionally dramatic. My legs crossed elegantly in black Louboutin mirror heels, each step echoing confidence. With high class aura. My nails—midnight red—glowed under the morning light, matching my lipstick, a color Ian once banned before we even got to say our marriage vows. He didn’t want other men looking at me with a lustful desire, so I always had to dress

Ian’s POV The whiskey burned down my throat — but not nearly enough I slammed the empty glass onto the counter. The sound was sharp, final.The bartender didn’t hesitate. He reached for the bottle immediately. Smart man.“Rough night, sir?” he asked carefully, already pouring.I lifted my eyes to him.One look. Not long. Not hard. Just enough.He froze, swallowed, and pushed the glass toward me without another word.Good.“Keep it coming,” I said, voice cold, distant. “Don’t stop until I say so.” I drank again, eyes drifting towards the stage. Camila.Cameras loved her tonight — flashing endlessly, all focused on her. She stood on stage like a fallen angel resurrected by sympathy — tears glistening, voice trembling,the perfect victim.Perfect posture. Perfect timing.She knew exactly when to take break, when to pause, when to let the silence do the work.For five years,she had played her role well and I had watched her manage chaos like this—smooth it over, redirect the narrative, p