All Chapters of Divorced And Crowned By The Dangerous Kings: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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CHAPTER 21: Marking His Territory.

Evelyn.My face was hot, my chest was tight, and my heart wouldn’t stop hammering against my ribs. But for a few seconds, as Dominic held me, the noise in my head finally went quiet.It was awkward, to be honest. I was in the middle of my workplace, being carried by the man who had just punched my boss. But in his arms, I felt safe. It was a strange, grounding feeling that I hadn't felt since I left the penthouse. I didn’t have to think about the buttons missing from my shirt or the cruel things Sarah had said in the breakroom. I just leaned into him and let the hiccups go away.I saw Liam move out of the corner of my eye. He didn't say a word to me or Dominic. He didn’t try to pull me away or offer another apology for what happened on his watch. He just turned his back and disappeared into his office, slamming the door loudly behind him, which made me flinch.A small part of me wondered if he was jealous. But I pushed that thought out immediately. This wasn’t the time to think abo

CHAPTER 22: Stupid Or Naive?

Liam.I sat at my desk, my hand pale as I gripped the arm of my chair. On my monitor, a video played in a loop. I had already watched it three times and each time, my jaw tightened until my teeth ached.This wasn’t just about bullying. It was the calculated, feral nature of it. Seeing Sarah and the others cornering Evelyn in the breakroom, watching them tear at her clothes while she looked around for help that didn't come made a cold, sharp kind of rage settle in my bones. This was my firm. These were people I had vetted and employed. And yet, they had behaved like animals in my house.I picked up the phone and dialed HR.“I’m sending you a list of names,” I said, my voice sounding like gravel. “I want termination letters drafted immediately, no severance and no references. Escort them out of the building the moment they return from lunch. If they leave so much as a paperclip behind, throw it in the trash.”I didn't wait for a response before hanging up and then I stood up, turning o

CHAPTER 23: The Most Dangerous Piece.

Alaric. It had been a week since I touched down in New York, and the silence from London was deafening. I made it a habit of checking the international tabloids every morning, bracing for the headline about the Disappearing Prince, but there was nothing. I should have expected it though. My mother has been a control freak since the day my father’s heart stopped and she took the reins of the kingdom. To her, announcing that her son was missing wasn't just a tragedy, it was a PR disaster that needed to be contained. She wouldn't give the media the satisfaction of knowing she’d lost her grip on me. I wondered how she had dealt with my intended fiance who was scheduled to arrive the day I took off. Did she send her back? Or was she treating her like a guest in the palace while doing everything in her power to find me? She was likely searching the whole continent for me, but I had been very thorough. I had smashed my old device miles away from the airport and assumed a fake identit

CHAPTER 24: Son Of A Bitch.

Liam.I leaned back in my chair as I swirled the amber liquid in my glass. It had been a week since the incident in the office and a week since I let Evelyn convince me to show mercy to the people who had tried to strip her of her dignity.I still didn't feel quite right about it. I mean, I’ve spent my entire career making decisions based on logic and leverage, not on the pleas of a woman with honey-colored eyes. The fact that she was influencing my choices, and that I was actually letting her, bothered me more than I cared to admit. However, just because I didn’t fire them didn't mean they were getting off easy. I had personally instructed the heads of their departments to bury them. I wanted them to have so much work that they forgot what their own families looked like. Sarah and Clara were currently drowning in archives and backlogged filings that weren't even part of their job descriptions.And it worked. This morning, Clara had walked into HR, looking like a ghost, and handed

CHAPTER 25: Finally A Free Woman.

Evelyn.Alaric is a nice man.I leaned against my front door, clutching my purse to my chest as a small smile played on my lips. He was cute, maybe even a little bit nervous, but there was something so charming about those dimples and the way his hand had shaken when he reached for my things. It was a refreshing change from the stone-cold, calculated men I usually dealt with.But as I walked further into my apartment, the smile faded. A knot of guilt tightened in my stomach because I had lied to him. I told him I wasn't married, but legally, that was a lie. I was still Evelyn Blackthorn. I was still tethered to a man who had made my life a living hell.I looked at the calendar on my fridge. This nightmare would be over by tomorrow.I had court in the morning, and hopefully, I would finally be able to put the past behind me. I still didn't understand why the judge had adjourned the last session; they could have just granted the divorce then and there so I could move on. But Victor’

CHAPTER 26: King Of The Underworld.

Dominic.I stood under the shower, but the cold water didn’t wash away the memory. If anything, the steam in the shower seemed to thicken the scent of her.Sighing loudly, I leaned my forehead against the damp tile, letting the spray pelt my back. It had been exactly one week since I kissed Evelyn at Kings Group. One week since I had acted like a fool in front of my archenemy, Liam, and one week since her phone had gone dead.Every time I dialed her number and heard that robotic voice telling me the line was unavailable, I wanted to put a bullet through my wall. I knew the game and I knew why my call wasn’t going through. If I were Liam, the first thing I’d have done was crush that phone under my heel and hand her a new one.A leash was still a leash, but at least, the new one would have a different frequency.But the more I thought about it, the angrier I got. I wasn’t even angry at Liam or even. I was angry at myself.I looked down at my hands. These were the hands that ran the Ru

CHAPTER 27: The Sting Of Rejection.

Liam.I climbed into the back of my car, a custom Rolls-Royce Phantom. I needed the silence, and the heavy door shut out the reporters with a solid thud.Settling into the leather seat, I looked over at Evelyn. She was sitting in the passenger seat and staring out the window, completely lost in her own thoughts. She hadn't said a word since we left the courtroom.For a few seconds, I started wondering if she was actually sad about losing Victor. I know it sounds crazy, but I’d heard about things like Stockholm syndrome. What if she had developed some kind of weird attachment to that bastard before I got her out? What if she was sitting there right now, missing him?But then I thought about the Evelyn I’d been working with for the last few weeks. I looked at her profile—her jaw was set firm, and the way she held herself told me everything I needed to know.She wasn’t like that. She had fought too hard for this, and she wasn’t having second thoughts about the divorce. She was just proc

CHAPTER 28: The Blackthorn Whore.

Evelyn.The door to the Obsidian clicked shut behind me, and for a second, I just stood there in the dark, leaning my head against the cool wood of the door as I closed my eyes. My heart was beating frantically against my ribs. And all I could see was the look of disappointment on Liam’s face when I told him I couldn’t do dinner.Honestly, I felt like a total bitch.But what was I supposed to do? I had just walked out of a courtroom where a judge officially ended my marriage to a monster. My body still felt like it was recovering from the miscarriage, and my mind was a jagged mess of trauma and what-ifs. I actually wanted Liam. God, I wanted him so much it made my teeth ache. Every time he looked at me, I felt a magnetic pull that made me want to forget every boundary I’d ever set.But I couldn’t just jump from Victor Blackthorn to Liam Kingsley. It was the definition of going from the frying pan and straight into the fire. And let’s not gouge that fact that I wanted Dominic too.

CHAPTER 29: Ghost From The Past.

Liam.I stepped out of Evelyn’s room and shut the door with a click. My hands were still vibrating from the urge to punch through a wall.The penthouse was quiet, but my head was a war zone, different thoughts just flipping through. As I walked into the living room, staring out at the New York skyline, I pulled my phone from my pocket. It was time to remind the world why you don’t touch what belongs to Liam Kingsley.I dialed my Head of PR, Greg and he picked up on the second ring.“Mr Kingsley?” He sounded breathless. “We’re already monitoring the threads.”“Monitoring?” I asked, my voice dry and cold. “The official outlets didn’t say a word about her being a whore, but the blogs are gossiping about it. I want every post, every tweet, and every slanderous comment regarding Evelyn Rowe scrubbed. Now.”“Sir, some of those sites are independent—”“I don't pay you to give me excuses, Greg. I pay you to control the narrative. Buy the blogs. And if you can’t, threaten them with a lawsuit

CHAPTER 30: Homewrecker.

Evelyn.The first thing I did when I stepped into the penthouse suite was to unpack. After that, I reached for my phone. I knew I shouldn't. I knew I was just going to torture myself, checking the posts about me and the comments. But I couldn't help it. I needed to see how much more of my soul the world had devoured while I was sleeping on a private jet.I held my breath and typed my name into the search bar, my heart hammering against my ribs.I waited for the "Blackthorn Whore" headlines to pop up. But as the page loaded, my eyes widened. There was nothing.The blogs were gone. The Twitter threads that had thousands of retweets were dead links. I refreshed the page, my fingers trembling. I did it again. And again.The only thing that remained was a single, clinical report about my divorce case from a reputable news outlet. It was unbiased and factual. And the comment section was disabled.I sat back on the edge of the plush bed, my mind reeling. I had seen this magic trick before.

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