Just One Kiss, Before Divorcing Me Novels & Stories

I clutched the crumpled pregnancy report to my chest like a useless shield. He yanked me closer. His face was inches from mine, breath hot against my skin. “I want a divorce,” he said. “Stop clinging. It’s pathetic.” The room tilted. My knees buckled, but he held me upright by the wrists, fingers digging deeper. I thought I was prepared for this, I was dead wrong. “I… I love you,” I whispered, hating how broken it sounded. He let out a short disgusted laugh. Then he released one wrist only to kiss Amelia right in front of me, he kissed her so passionately that I questioned myself how true love's kiss felt like, his hand sliding to the nape of her neck.

I said, my voice shaking. He protested, shaking his head. "It shouldn't happen again. It’s a mistake," I said, "Please, just go," I insisted, my eyes pleading with him. He sighed, defeated. "Don't ignore my calls again," he said softly, then turned and walked out of the house, the door closing behind him with a soft click. I stood there, catching my breath, my fingers tracing my lips where his kiss still lingered. It had been five years since our divorce, and I never thought I would feel his kiss again.

Lisa swallowed hard and watched him suspiciously as she was a little frightened by his look. Within a blink, he stood up, walked to her, and sat down beside her. He then lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Kiss me." Lisa scowled at him disdainfully, "Do you think I will do that?" "Why not?" He smirked, "You asked me to delete those photos and the video before you sign the divorce agreement. I agreed with that, but I want a little reward. Am I asking anything that you can't give?" He sulked and threw a hurtful look, "If you don't kiss me, I won't delete anything."

I looked up at him with a teasing smile. Dean's lips curled into a cold sneer, and he leaned in to kiss me again. My teeth grazed his lip, and I tasted the metallic tang of blood in my mouth. The kiss felt like a struggle for dominance, a battle to control each other. Just as he reached for something on the nightstand, I interrupted, saying, "Dean, let's get a divorce."

Sasha froze, caught off guard by Jim’s sudden appearance, and stepped forward as if realizing something. “Jim, after all these years together, you can doubt anyone else, but why me?” Jim snorted coldly and shot her a hard look. “Sasha, we’re done. Divorce papers have already been sent to your place. When you see them, if everything checks out, just sign.” Sasha’s eyes went wide. Disbelief was written all over her face. “You want a divorce? Are you insane, Jim?! If we split, who’s going to take care of you?”

“I don’t want drama, Finn. The only way this works is if you’re single. I’m not doing the side-piece thing. I hate it.” He stared at me for a second, then his arms came around my waist, pulling me against him. The smell of his cologne hit me, mixed with beer on his breath. “I’m handling it, Ley. I’m divorcing her. I want you, only you.” His voice dropped lower, rougher. “You’re so fucking beautiful. Just one kiss. Please. I’ve been thinking about you all day.” My heart hammered. “Just one?” He nodded, eyes already glazing over. “Just one.”

This is the only way I can live knowing he is mine. He turns over the pages… "I'm sorry it has to come to this but I was helpless. He found out about the drugs. He was very rude to me and I found the divorce paper in his room. I knew he would have come to me with the papers and everything would come to an end. He has hurt me. I told him I agree about the divorce. Maybe this is the best for us to go our separate ways. I signed the divorce paper. And I asked him to go to the hills with me for the last time like we used to. He agreed. Standing beside him made me realize how hard it actually was to stay apart from him. This is the last night of our togetherness. He may get married to his co-work

I wanted to wake up in the morning and the next thing I'd see was his face, then he'd whisper how much he loved me to my ears and shower kisses on me. Mom's birthday was coming up and the next day, our divorce papers would finally be processed. Malcolm had not said anything about it and I didn't plan on bringing anything up first. “I know. And me too.” He uttered, taking my hand in his and then he leaned over to kiss me. I opened my mouth, welcoming him in as our tongues moved in the same sync. The kiss was slow and sensual, there was just something about it. Something peaceful. I just wanted to kiss him forever.

I sighed,folding my arms down on the table in front of me. "The kiss didn't last long enough for me to get a picture. Never mind,I'll use a different one.But I want lots of nice ones from your honeymoon,I'm making a scrapbook for future Grandchildren." Future Grandchildren.There wont be any!!On our one year Anniversary we will be divorced and I will be a free man,I guarantee it.I'll finally be able to live my life however I want,Fuck any woman that I want.Just wait and see!!

I mean, even if I was melting after Gilbert’s betrayal, I surely wouldn’t be able to feel anything for any man, my heart belonged to no one but my children. “Kiss me,” I said, and he looked confused. “Now,” I commanded, and he looked at my guards before he leaned in. I closed my eyes. I had no idea what I was doing, but as our lips brushed, I pulled away as I saw Cassie asking me to sign the divorce papers. “I’m staying in a hotel not far from here,” he said, and I shot him a confused look. “Come with me.”