Derek Ramsay Ex Girlfriends Novels & Stories

He was too consumed with Isla to see that his second wife was drowning. Just like he'd been too consumed with me to see that his first wife was drowning. Karma was a bitch. I called Derek on Thursday. Derek Hayes. My ex-boyfriend and Ashley's biological father The man I'd never really left. I'd been seeing him throughout my marriage to Jaxon. Secret meetings. Hotel rooms. The sweet thrill of something forbidden. But Derek was getting restless. He wanted more. Wanted to know his daughter. Wanted to be part of her life.

He will definitely give a massive heart attack by his sudden and special entries. "I'm here from the start when you both started fighting for the remote! And by the way Amara. It seems like your ex has a deep grudge against you. Why so? Did you -" "M-Me, no I did nothing wrong! Seriously!" I defended myself. "Now I'm sure that you did something serious!" Derek's words made me laugh nervously. Wait how did he figure that out. Why is he even curious! "N-no it's nothing. Me and my ex went to a cafe on his favorite bike, we talked I broke up with him and he left insulting me that's it!" I said fast like a rapper.

I chuckled even more. "I doubt someone like Derek would lower his standards to be with someone like you." A tiny voice came up behind me. I heard whispers at my back. "Goodness, she’s stunning! Isn’t that Lara Smith, Devon’s ex-girlfriend?" My face went pale as she stood in front of me. My fists clenched tightly.

Fighter said as they entered the house. “I’m happy he came back though. It didn’t seem like we had it in mind to go to them,” Derek said, smiling stupidly. “And I’m happy we’ll find new people and friends. But… the thought of Maggie leaving me keeps haunting me,” he mumbled sadly. “Ashley is now my girlfriend, and instead of me being very happy about it, I’m so sad,” Derek lamented. “We need a drink,” Fighter said, dragging his feet to the bar.

“You have to remember that the time after your marriage ends isn’t exactly easy for anyone to deal with. Not only are you dealing with rejection or anger from your spouse, but you need to prove you can get back out there and be better without them.” “What makes you think I’m angry and feel rejected by Ryan?” Derek gives me this knowing look that seems to penetrate deep into my soul—a look that says, “How dumb do you think I am?” “He’s a piece of shit, honestly,” I reply, brushing my blonde hair of to the side of my face. “I don’t even care about him anymore.” “But you care about looking desirable to men, right?” I cock my head. “What makes you think you know exactly what I might be thinking?

A girl had the boldness to slap her son. "I like her already." She chuckled. "Well don't. I doubt I would run into her ever again." "What's her name?" "Camilla Rosenberg." Derek answered. He was even surprised that he still remembered her name. He rose to his feet and checked his watch. "I have to go. I still have a few things to finish up at the company." "Alright honey. Be home in time for dinner." "I will." Derek kissed her cheek and left. Alone at last, Lady Donovan picked up her phone and dialed a number.

I had waited patiently for the day Derek would ask me to be his girlfriend but the day never came, I couldn't take the heartbreak I felt the first time Derek announced he was getting married to Ella, I was way better than that slut, she didn't even have a nice body and I wondered what Derek saw in her. I blared up in anger as I thought hard and deep of what to do to her or at least how I was gonna get back with Derek. That was quite easy, I only had to send out a few of Derek's sex tapes to her anonymously and she bailed out. For fuck sake who was gonna marry a man who fucked his secretary like some horse? I loved the sex nonetheless, but not everyone is gonna think it fun. Weeks passed by a

I resisted the urge to laugh because yeah, it's sure nice. “It must feel nice for you, too. All that free time to drop by uninvited.” I retorted with a big-fake ass smile plastered in my face. Her lips tightened, but she breezed past me into the sitting room as if she’d been invited. “I thought I’d have coffee with you. Get to know you better. Derek never really talked about you before you know… marrying you into the Rivera.” “Maybe because there’s nothing for you to know,” I replied, following her in.

I kept silent, keeping my eyes on Damien. “What’s up with Mr. grumpy?” Lily giggled. “Don’t worry about it, Henry. He’s just mad about something,” She sat back, relaxing in the chair. “Hi, I’m Amara, Henry’s girlfriend,” I could hear her introducing herself to Lily. “Hi, I’m lily, Derek’s wife, he’s Derek,” Amara scoffed. “I’ve seen him a few times at the office. He was never nice,” I snickered. “Why am I supposed to be nice to you? You’re not feeding me or clothing me,”

"Tsk tsk! If I were Sienna, I would rather die than live like this!" "Ivy is the apple of Derek's eye. I think the two of them are trying for a baby recently." "Sienna, that dumb woman, still thinks it's her problem that she hasn't been able to conceive a child until now." "Shut your trap and look at the photos and videos Derek shared! Has Ivy always been this hot?" "I'm sure they're both thrilled because it's been some time since they last met. Anyway, Derek is going to get divorced soon and move on with his new woman. Would he still care about any of this?"