Angelique Boyer Ex Husband Novels & Stories

Huh? My fingers are curling against each other and I’m pushing on the rough bones of my knuckles. They have turned wash white and I hate that I’m pathetically watching him hug the woman he calls an ex-wife and a junkie, and a hot mess. When in all reality, he’s the mess I’ve let into my life. How pathetic for you to do that, Angelique? But then again, you’re the one responsible for this… for your own deplorable condition, Angelique!

He’ll ruin my plan. Kingston Xavier is my ex-boyfriend. After our break up, I heard that Angel and him are celebrating their fifth Monthsary. Like what the eff? They are on while we’re also on? He two timed us so good. But I know Angel. She’s happy. She’s happy that she can steal my boyfriend easily. She’s always like that. A whore stealer boyfriend. I can no longer count on my fingers how many exes she has stolen, or she was the reason of the break-up. Sometimes I wonder. She is rich, but why does she seem to have like nothing? What? Life is so hard so just be a thief? What is it? Very thirsty? Dead hungry woman? That’s Angel!

It was the only way I could feel closer to Amelia. My friends’ laughter grated against my ears, low and mocking. Ken wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, still grinning. “Damn. Your ex cleans up nice.” Victor whistled low. “That’s not the Aria I remember. She’s… something else now.” Mitchell leaned back, arms crossed, eyes gleaming with amusement. “And that guy she’s with...Harlow, right? CEO of the whole damn empire. Looks like she traded up.”

Why ask me to marry him when he knew he wasn’t going to be faithful to me? Since I came back, I’ve done some research on him ,and over the years, nothing has changed. He still banged his secretaries and anything with a vagina. The last thing I want is to meet the woman he had been fucking before the Board forced his hand. “It’s no trouble… I’m your husband, it’s the least I can do” his rich voice pulls me from my thoughts. “Honestly, Gabriel, don’t trouble yourself” I insist, trying to get him to leave.

I was disgusted by his questions, but If I did not answer it, I would get into trouble. I closed my eyes and took in breath. I could hear my heart beating like crazy in my chest, seriously... This is what I've become, a sex doll for a billionaire?. I was at the verge of breaking down. “Yes." I said and I looked down at my feet, he stood up, he towered at about six foot three, he had broad shoulders and a physique that belonged not to ordinary men. *** “At least my husband is not a short ugly goblin." I said as I stood beside him at the altar.

Sandra explained, her voice flattering. My anger was simmering just below me but I couldn’t do anything. I had already worked through my anger towards Sandra. This wasn’t my battle and I wasn’t even meant to be talking to her about it. “You didn’t think to contact your ex-boyfriend to tell him the truth? You also lied to your child for years. So what are you going to do if Alexander doesn’t want to have anything to do with Jason?” Sandra sighed. “I have no idea. Can we please meet up when you come back to New York?” Sandra pleaded.

"Babe, this is Amari." "Amari!" Alex exclaimed, his eyes turning wide as saucers. "Damn, Californian dick must be good huh?" I choked on my own saliva. "What?!" I sputtered out. "Alex!" Angelica gave her boyfriend a stern look. "Must everything that comes out of your mouth be sexual?" He winked at her. "You know it, baby. Seeing pussies all day, every day makes me kind of--," "What?!"I interrupted him as I stared at Angelica wide-eyed. "He's cheating on you?"

“Not only did you cheat on me, but you went and got her pregnant?” His eyes widened. “I didn't! I swear!” He cried out. “It was once! It only happened once!” She relaxed her hands and he let out a small laugh. “So these pictures…” she began scrolling through her phone “...are all from one day?” “Sera. Calm down. How did you get these?” “Oh! Mr. CEO, I am calm” she said as she slowly took off her shoes “but this little marriage we have going on, is over.”

“She’s meaningless. Just your useless ex-wife. A rogue that you expelled from your pack. Do you really want to jeopardize our ENTIRE relationship for some stupid whore?” What did he just call me? A…a whore? Anger ripped through me, but before any of us could respond, Hazel stepped in front of Alpha Jeremy. “Let’s talk about victims, shall we? Since you seem so hellbent on pointing fingers. I’ll admit that, yes, in this accident, Carlos is the biggest victim. There’s no arguing that. But in this wedding? I’M the biggest victim. And as far as Carlos’ bad behavoiur goes, well, it’s my dear friend here, Trista, who’s the biggest victim there.”

He thoroughly listened to everything. "Riccardo Alfanso divorced his first wife, Valery Laurier, to marry Aniya Meier as the rumours says Aniya Meier had turned pregnant with Riccardo Alfanso's child when he was married to Valery Laurier because soon after marrying him, she gave birth to his son, Rican Riccardo Alfanso," John continued to inform him and he keenly listened to him.