All Chapters of Divorced And Crowned By The Dangerous Kings: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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CHAPTER 31: My Downfall.

Evelyn.“We need to talk,” Rachel’s voice echoed in my head as we rode the elevator down.I stared at the digital floor numbers ticking downward, my reflection in the mirrored walls looking like a ghost of the woman who had been dancing in green silk only an hour ago. Rachel stood beside me with an unreadable expression.She had told me she was the Assistant Manager of the hotel. It explained why she was here, but it didn't explain why she was at the entrance of the club earlier.The ride was silent aside from the slight whir of the elevator. I almost didn't want to hear what she had to say. Isabella’s tearful interview was still playing on a loop in my brain, a reminder that I was being branded as a homewrecker. But I had so many questions, and after the way Liam had frozen at the club when he saw her, I knew I wouldn’t get the truth from him.The elevator doors dinned and opened to the ground floor. She led me through a restricted corridor to a heavy oak door.Stepping into her of

CHAPTER 32: Two Stories, Two Versions.

Evelyn.Dinner was lit, literally.Liam had driven us in a limousine right after my chilling eye contact with Rachel. I sat in the plush leather seat, my mind a mess of dark thoughts as I watched Liam’s sharp profile in the dim light. When we finally arrived at our destination, he didn't take me to a crowded restaurant. Instead, he led me to a private rooftop.The air was cool, carrying the scent of the Mediterranean sea. A soft violin was playing somewhere in the background, the melody weaving through the warm Ibiza night. The setting was perfect; candles were placed strategically around a small table, their flickering flames casting long, dancing shadows. And there was overhead lights too, illuminating the place.As I sat down, Liam handed me a single red rose. I took it, smelling the petals and giving him a small, involuntary smile.“This is perfect, Liam. Thank you.”“Not as perfect as the woman I’m looking at,” he murmured, his intense eyes locking onto mine. I looked away, r

CHAPTER 33: Hunger Of The Body And Soul.

Liam.The moment the door closed behind Evelyn, the penthouse felt far too large and far too quiet. I stood in the center of the living room, debating on if I should go after her or not.I didn't like this. I didn't like her out there alone in a city that thrived on chaos.Pulling out my phone, I fired off a quick text to the bodyguard I had hired from the private security firm the moment we touched down in Ibiza. I had told him to stay inconspicuous—Evelyn had enough trauma with men controlling her movement. But tonight, my gut was screaming.“Follow her discreetly. If she so much as trips, you move in,” I messaged.Then I put the phone in my pocket and walked toward the kitchen. I pulled a beer from the fridge, the glass condensation biting into my skin. I wasn't much of a beer drinker—usually, it was scotch or a vintage Bordeaux—but I needed something cold and low-alcohol to take the edge off my agitation without dulling my senses.I took a long swig, the bitterness coating my to

CHAPTER 34: Finally Being Loved.

Evelyn.The sexual tension in the penthouse was thick and heavy, mixed with the scent of Liam’s expensive cologne and the suffocating heat of a desire that had been building since the moment I first saw him in the hospital.When Liam looked into my eyes and told me he was falling for me, something in my chest shattered. Because for so long, I had been a piece of property that Victor had used to bolster his image. But the way Liam looked at me wasn't about an image. It was hunger and a feeling that he saw me, all of me.My heart was hammering against my ribs when he whispered those words, asking for permission to take off my top. My breath hitched and I was close to tears. Because Victor never asked, he just took whatever he wanted from me. But Liam was waiting for me to open the door. I know it seems like I’m comparing them, but how could I not?Silencing the voices in my head, I nodded at Liam. My voice was trapped in my throat, and the moment that fabric left my skin, I felt a w

CHAPTER 35: Cancer.

Liam.I had always prided myself on control. In the boardroom, I was the predator who commanded respect with a look. And in my bed, I was the dominant who had everything mapped out. But the moment I pushed into Evelyn, every wall I had built around my soul disintegrated.Her pussy had a scorching grip on my grip that seemed to never let go. It molded itself to the thickness of my cock as if I had been carved specifically for her. At that point, I was beginning to believe in soulmates. “Oh fuck, Liam. Faster, please,” Evelyn’s voice drew me back to reality. I leaned down to kiss her, it was messy and so dirty as our tongues and teeth cleaned, but I didn’t mind.I was already losing my mind to her, and to think I had tried to stay away from her before.I gripped her hips, my fingers digging into her soft skin, and began to drive into her with a brutal force. She wanted faster? I’ll give her.The sound of our bodies colliding filled the room, her juices making it sound wet and illega

CHAPTER 36: Sold To A Stranger.

Evelyn.I was nervous throughout the flight back to New York. As I glanced over at Liam who was busy on his laptop, I felt a little regret that he didn’t enjoy the vacation like he wanted.Even though he had told me that the vacation was for me, I felt like he needed it too. Who knew when he had last taken a leave from work?Back to the situation at hand, my heart broke when I remembered that my mother was in the hospital. To be honest, my relationship with her was bitter sweet. I mean, it had almost been two years since I last saw her. I leaned my head back against the seat, closing my eyes as my mind drifted back. ***This all started in a little backwater town called Oakhaven. It was the kind of place where people never became much. The wealthiest person there owned a rundown nightclub.I was working two jobs back then, barely keeping my head above water. During the day, it was the Morning Grind cafe, and at night, I was serving drinks at The Velvet Room. I had to. My mother was

CHAPTER 37: Always Liam.

Dominic.I had told myself that Evelyn was a liability. The moment it became clear she wasn’t coming back, I swore I was going back to being the cold, hard mafia boss New York feared. I didn’t have time to pine over a fragile brunette who belonged to another man.‘As if I could actually forget her,’ I scoffed internally.Instead of launching the club early, I decided it was time to assert my dominance in this city first. I needed everyone to know the Russo Famiglia wasn't playing games. I called a mandatory media meeting and spent the next week fishing out the rats who thought they could stand against me.The past week had been a bloody blur of executions and new sworn allegiances. Just like that, it was like I never left. The streets were mine again.However, every night when I closed my eyes, thoughts of Evelyn plagued my mind. It was a constant torture. Since she had already discarded the phone I bought her, I had no way of tracking her, so I instructed Marco to keep tabs on her.

CHAPTER 38: Why Would He Lie?

Evelyn.To be honest, I was happy to see Dominic. When I had rounded that hallway corner and crashed into his solid chest, a tiny part of my fractured soul had pieced itself back together. I had missed him so terribly, more than I cared to admit to myself. Being held in his arms, feeling the rough cotton of his hoodie against my tear-stained cheek, it felt like a safe haven in the middle of a storm.But as I walked back toward room 302, the cold weight of reality settled into my bones.I had to remind myself that I was with Liam now. I had opened the door for Liam, given him my body, and accepted his protection. Yet, a wicked, selfish part of me wanted both of them.‘As if that’s ever going to work,’ I scoffed internally, wiping a stray tear from my cheek.They were sworn enemies. A mafia Don and a corporate billionaire. If I didn't choose, if I kept dangling between them, I was going to end up destroying them both. And I couldn’t bear to hurt either of them that way.I still felt in

CHAPTER 39: Rich Men Are Toxic Bastards.

Evelyn.The hospital didn't allow overnight visitors in the oncology ward, which was probably a blessing in disguise. If I had stayed in that room listening to the haunting beep of the heart monitor all night, I would have lost my mind.Instead, I went back to my apartment at the Obsidian, even though it wasn’t really mine.Now that I had resigned from working for Liam, wasn’t I supposed to vacate the place already? But he hadn’t told me to. Even if I wanted to save face and vacate before he says something about it, I have nowhere else to go. I finally slept for a few hours, turning restlessly in my sleep.The next morning, the air in Manhattan was really cold. Winter was coming. I walked down the street toward the hospital, my hands shoved deep into my coat pockets, desperately needing something to wake me up. I stepped into a crowded coffee shop near the medical center, the rich aroma of roasted coffee beans temporarily numbing my senses.“Next in line, please!” the barista called

CHAPTER 40: I Could Play Games Too.

Evelyn.The moment I stepped into the lobby at Kings’ Headquarters, the atmosphere shifted. I walked past the reception desks toward the executive elevators, and I could feel the eyes boring into my back.My former colleagues were huddled in small groups, whispering furiously.“Good afternoon,” I murmured to a group of secretaries by the elevators.They didn't even reply. One of them rolled her eyes, turning her back to me, while another sneered into her coffee cup. They were definitely going to be gossiping about me. But I ignored them, gripping my purse tighter as the elevator doors closed.When I reached the top floor, I walked toward Liam’s office. I expected to see a vacancy at the assistant’s desk, but instead, a young man in a sharp grey suit was typing furiously on the computer.Liam had gotten a new assistant, a male. A pang of bittersweet nostalgia hit my chest. That used to be my desk. The young man looked up, his eyes widening slightly as he recognized me. “Oh. Mrs... I

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