Escaping My Possessive Billionaire Ex-Husband

Chapter 7

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dy, confident footsteps on the thick carpet grew louder, coming around

back to the dinin

und, desperate. To her left was a small, unmarked d

no time

the corner and seen her, she slipped through th

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as he had looked toward her and continued down the h

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egs threatening to give out. The darkness of the pantry was a

the corridor and had cornered her, forcing her t

To find a back exit, to flee in

began to burn through the sham

r job. Felix was in that room, counting on her. He had trusted her, defende

th. Then another. She forced the

he stood there for a moment, straightening the silk of her dress. She smoothed her

In her place was Althea Hayes, an associate of

sured and steady. She was walking back into the li

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Escaping My Possessive Billionaire Ex-Husband

Clara Voss Modern

“I went to a luxury hotel for a blind date, hoping to finally move on from my past. But I opened the wrong door and stumbled right into my billionaire ex-husband, Damarcus. He was sitting in the dim suite with a beautiful socialite, watching me freeze like a beggar in my cheap dress. I fled, but he cornered me in the hallway restroom. He coldly mocked my family's crushing debt and implied I was selling myself to my date. I thought the humiliation was over, so I threw myself into my demanding corporate job to pay for my sick mother's care. The next night, my boss, Felix, took me to a high-stakes dinner with a major client. But Damarcus showed up there too. He walked right into our private room, dominating the space, and deliberately sabotaged me. He raised his glass and loudly toasted to my resilience, twisting the truth to make my boss think we were having a secret, scandalous affair. He wanted to destroy my reputation and strip away the only lifeline I had left. He had already ruined my life once, leaving me with nothing. Why was he hunting me down just to play these cruel games? I sat in my dark apartment, waiting in terror for Felix to fire me. Instead, my phone rang. "I believe you. I know what kind of man he is." Hearing my boss say those words, my fear finally burned into rage. This time, I wasn't going to run.”