All Chapters of The Runaway Wife And The Biker Billionaire : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The first thing I did the next morning after Matthew left for work was grab my phone.I'd texted Gigi before going to bed last night, asking her to help me find a lawyer.A discreet one. If anyone could find someone who knew how to keep their mouth shut, it was Gigi.She was the only friend Matthew hadn't managed to rip away from me.She worked at one of the city's most exclusive clubs, and whenever Matthew walked through those doors with another woman… Or two...She was always the one who told me.Yeah, it fucking hurt. But I'd rather bleed from the truth than live another day wrapped up in one of Matthew's beautiful lies.When I saw Gigi's reply saying she'd found someone, I swear my lungs remembered how to work again.A lawyer. Finally. And there was one more person I needed to tell. Someone who deserved to know what I was about to do.Giselle. My sister.Matthew had tried more times than I could count to cut me off from her but he never succeeded.She'd been my lifeline through ev

My husband was here. He sat comfortably on one of the couches while a woman knelt between his legs. His head was tipped back, a low groan slipping from his lips as his fingers ran through her hair. Then, as if he sensed me watching, he looked up. Our eyes met. And my heart skipped a beat. Seeing him like that, I felt nothing but hatred burning hotter in my chest. Coming here to get his dick sucked was his business trip. What a bloody son of a bitch. Both him and the dick sucker weren't even ashamed. Yeah, I understood the bitch was only doing her job to get paid but him, he didn't even care. Not like it was any of my damn business anymore.He squinted at me like he was trying to place where he'd seen me before. But beneath that, I caught the flicker of interest in his eyes. If I didn't know the kind of man Matthew really was… If I hadn't lived through years of his lies, his cheating, and his cruelty, I probably would've thought he was just another ridiculously handsome man

Amelia's POV My heart fluttered as he kissed me, the unfamiliar warmth of his touch stirring something I'd buried a long time ago. Two years without this touch, without any touch, and now every nerve in my body ignited at once.I melted into him, my arms slipping around his neck as I lingered against his lips, our breaths mingling while he drew me closer.God, it had been so long that I'd almost forgotten what it felt like to be wanted like this. His hands rested firmly on my waist, pulling me against him until there wasn't an inch of space between us. My back brushed the wall as his body caged mine, and a slow warmth unfurled deep inside me, making it harder to think about anything except the way he held me.My pussy clenched hard, instantly soaked, and a desperate ache pulse between my legs. I moaned into his mouth, my tongue sliding against his lips.I opened my eyes. My mind kept telling me Matthew was probably in the next room, standing behind the door, trying to listen to ever

Before I could say another word, Matthew folded the divorce papers in half.Then he tore them apart. Right in front of me.My breath caught.I just stood there, staring as the pieces drifted to the floor like they were nothing..Like everything I'd worked up the courage to do meant absolutely fucking nothing.I had already signed them. I was ready to leave. Whatever he chose to do with those papers after I was gone wasn't my problem anymore.Because tearing up those documents wasn't going to magically erase what he'd done to me.Or change my mind..I was still walking away.Whether he accepted it or not, I wasn't spending another night trapped in this house with him."You're such a dumb whore," he spat, glaring at me with nothing but disgust. "Cheating on me wasn't enough? You actually think you can divorce me? For what? So you can run back to that sonuvabitch?"Every word hit me like a slap across the face. The fear I'd lived with for years didn't disappear, but something else pushed

9. A hand on my shoulder.Amelia's POV I kept checking the time as I drove. The last thing I wanted was for Lily and me to miss our flight. We still had forty minutes before it departed.Matthew kept calling nonstop. When he realized I wasn't answering, the calls turned into messages. My phone buzzed again and again on the passenger seat, each vibration making my stomach knot tighter.I glanced at the screen, and one message caught my eye.Don't think you can run away from me. I'll find you wherever you are.A bitter laugh slipped out of me. I tightened my grip on the steering wheel until my knuckles turned white, the leather digging into my palms."We'll see about that," I whispered.I reached for my phone and switched it off. The silence that followed should have felt like relief, but it didn't. It only reminded me how far I still had to go before we were truly out of his reach.My eyes drifted to the rearview mirror.Lily hadn't said a word since we left. She sat curled against th