All Chapters of I Ruined My Ex-Husband and It Was Worth It: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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GREEN-EYED MONSTER

‎‎‎Victoria‎I saw him walk out of Sarah's office at 11:47 AM looking hot as fuck.‎Silas Crowley. The man who made my entire body come alive with want the moment he walked into Bennett & Associates. The man who looked at Sarah like she was the most valuable thing in the world. The man who was supposed to be my escape route, not my torture.‎‎He adjusted his jacket as he left her office, and I noticed immediately that his hair was slightly mussed. His tie was slightly loose. His shirt had a small wrinkle near the collar that hadn't been there when he'd arrived.‎My stomach dropped.‎I'd been watching him from my cubicle for the past hour, pretending to work on spreadsheets while really tracking his every movement. The moment he'd walked into Bennett & Associates this morning, I'd felt it, that magnetic pull that made every nerve in my body stand on attention.‎He was so impossible to resist and ignore.‎ He walked straight into Sarah's office like she was the only person in the bui

ANTICIPATION IN PARADISE

‎‎Silas Crowley‎‎I received her message at 9:47 AM while I was in my car heading to pick her up.‎"I'll meet you at the hotel lounge at 2 PM. I'm driving separately. —S"‎I read it twice, amused by her attempt at maintaining control. She thought that by arranging her own transportation and meeting me at the hotel rather than allowing me to pick her up, she could somehow regain the upper hand.‎She was wrong.‎But I allowed her the illusion. I replied simply "See you then."‎I spent the flight to Miami reviewing the summit schedule one final time. Tomorrow morning started with a keynote by one of the most influential important investors in the country. Panel discussions on market expansion, investment plan, and upcoming technologies in design and hospitality would follow.‎The real work, however, would happen in the private meetings. The dinners. The conversations that happened late at night when people's guards were down and their true intentions became clear.‎And Sarah needed to

THE OPENING

‎Sarah‎‎I locked myself in the home office bathroom and turned on the shower, as if the hot water could wash away the reality of what I'd just agreed to.‎I was staying in Silas Crowley's suite.‎The same suite. The same fucking suite where I would be separated from him only by a thin wall and a closed door. For three days.‎I stepped under the water and tried to breathe through the panic that was rising in my chest. This was a mistake. I should have driven to Naples. I should have done whatever it took to maintain distance between us.‎But instead, I was here and more infuriating than that, part of me was relieved.‎Part of me was actually relieved that I didn't have to drive two hours away. That I could stay close to him and breathe the same air as him without the barrier of my office walls.‎I hated that part of myself.‎I washed my hair with care, as if the ritual of self-care could give me back some sense of control. I shaved my legs and exfoliated my skin. I did everything I c

SURRENDER

‎‎Sarah‎‎The moment we walked back into the suite, the air seemed to change.‎It was like stepping from one world into another. The ballroom had been public and professional. This was different, this felt intimate. It was just me and him in a space that suddenly felt far too small.‎I could feel Crowley's hungry eyes on my back as I walked deeper into the suite. Like he was undressing me with his gaze, removing each layer until there was nothing left but the truth I'd been denying all night.‎"You were extraordinary tonight," he said, his voice dropping to something dark and lusty.‎I turned to face him, trying to maintain some form of composure.‎"I was just doing my job," I said.‎"No," he said, walking toward me slowly. "You were doing so much more than that. Every time you spoke about Bennett & Associates and your vision, I could see them listening, really listening, not because you were beautiful, though you certainly are but because you were brilliant."‎His compliment shoul

Cum for Me

‎‎Silas Crowley‎‎She stood before me completely naked, and it took every ounce of control I possessed not to cross the room and take her right there.‎I'd been waiting for this moment since the day I first saw her, waiting for the moment when she finally stopped fighting and finally admitted what she felt. ‎And now here she was, bare. Completely at my mercy.‎I leaned back against the bar and let my eyes roam over her body slowly, I watched as her skin flushed pink under my gaze and her breathing became shallow. She struggled with the battle between pride and desire.‎Pride was losing.‎"So what's it going to be?" I asked, my voice casual, as if I wasn't dying to feel her tight pussy wrapped around my cock. "Do you take the towel? Or do you take me?"‎She didn't answer immediately. She stood there, her body betraying every lie her mouth had told me. There was a flush spreading down her body that told me exactly how turned on she was.‎"I can see you thinking," I said, pushing off

Convention Quickie with Daddy

‎‎Sarah‎‎The Miami Business Summit's first day was absolute torture.‎I sat in the panel discussion on market expansion, trying to focus on what the speakers were saying about upcoming trends in hospitality design. But all I could think about was Silas sitting three rows behind me.‎I could feel his fucking eyes on me. Like he was remembering exactly what my skin felt like under his hands. ‎I crossed my legs, trying to ease the ache between my thighs.‎During the lunch networking session, he found me talking to Eleanor Mitchell about potential projects for her hotel chain.‎"Eleanor," he said, appearing beside me with two glasses of champagne. He handed me one, and his fingers brushed mine on purpose. "Sarah and I were just discussing the designs for my Miami property."‎"Weren't we?" Eleanor asked, studying us with suspicious eyes.‎I could feel the heat flooding my face.‎"We were," I said, my voice not quite calm. "I have some ideas about introducing local art into the lobby de

In his shower

‎‎Sarah‎By 7 PM when we got back to the suite, I was completely losing control.‎The last meeting was hell. I sat next to Silas at the investor's table and couldn’t stop thinking we fucked just one hour earlier. His cock was inside my pussy minutes ago. I walked around the whole conference with his cum still leaking between my legs.‎Every time he leaned close or looked at me, I remembered and my face got hot. I remembered his hand around my neck. I remembered him groaning my name while he fucked me.‎The second we entered the suite, he locked the door.‎“Shower,” he said. Not a question. “Now.”‎“We just...” I tried to say.‎“I don’t care,” he said. His eyes were dark, hungry, owning me. “This time we do it right. I’m going to fuck you hard in that shower and make you come so hard you forget your name. I’m going to take my fucking time with your pussy.”‎I should have been tired. I should have been finished after the lounge fuck.‎But I still felt that same hot ache in my pussy, on

Getting revenge

‎‎Marcus ‎‎I sent the first message to Crowley at 9:47 AM on Wednesday morning while Sarah was probably in the opening ceremony address at the Miami Business Summit.‎I had waited until I was certain she was gone and occupied with the convention and I had time to think through exactly what I was going to do.‎I pulled up Crowley's number and typed out my first message carefully. This had to be perfect and enough to seem real, but constructed in a way that Crowley couldn't easily verify.‎"She's been taking meetings with potential investors about removing you from the partnership. She's already planning your exit strategy."‎I stared at the message for a long moment before sending it.‎Was this too obvious? Too desperate? Or childish?.‎But desperation was all I had left.‎Sarah had destroyed everything I was. She'd taken the company, my position, my dignity, my livelihood. She'd forced me into junior employee status at a firm I'd helped build. She'd made me look less of a man even

Cracks

‎‎Sarah‎‎We lay in the master bed as the sun set over Miami, painting the sky in shades of orange and gold.‎Silas was still inside me, our bodies joined together, his cock buried deep as we stayed intertwined in the aftermath of what we'd just done. His weight pressed against me. His skin was warm, and I could feel his heartbeat against my chest, heavy and strong.‎His forehead rested against mine, his eyes closed, his breathing still heavy.‎We hadn’t separated yet, neither of us seemed willing to break the obscene, intimate seal we’d made. His hips were flush against my ass, his pubic bone grinding softly against my clit with every slow breath he took. My thighs trembled around him, sticky with our combined release, the sheets beneath us soaked and ruined.‎His heavy body pinned me exactly the way I secretly craved. Chest to back, one thick forearm banded under my breasts, hand cupping the underside of one as though it belonged to him. His other palm rested low on my belly, fing

PLAYING DANGEROUS

‎‎Sarah‎‎Morning light filtered through the floor to ceiling windows as I lay on my stomach, my hands gripping the edge of the mattress.‎Silas was behind me. His cock was deep inside me, moving with an urgency. There was nothing gentle about it, just raw and wild.‎"Ahhh fuck," I gasped as he drove deeper, his hand gripping my hip with force.‎"That's it," he groaned, his voice rough. "Take it. Take all of me."‎The mattress shook with each thrust. His cock filled me completely, stretching me. I could feel every inch of him as he fucked me with an intensity that took my breath away.‎"Yes, yes," I moaned, my body moving forward with each powerful stroke.‎His free hand came down on my ass. The slap was sharp and loud. I cried out.‎"You like that?" he asked, his voice dark with satisfaction.‎"Yes," I gasped. "Yes, I like it."‎He continued to move inside me, faster now, more aggressive. His breathing was heavy and rough. My entire body was trembling.‎"So fucking perfect," he sai

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