Married to the Billionaire to Divorce Him

d to myself, gripping my camera tighter

one of the top-rated hotels in the city, and the views were always breathtaking. I needed som

and youtube channel, take stunning photos of the hotel's luxur

ate had o

n, was the same guy-The Worst Driver Alive. My experience with him a day

cks, the sleeves rolled up just enough to show off annoyingl

One had long, wavy blonde hair and wore a bright red dress that hugged her curves. The other had jet-

I even surprised? Of course, a guy like him was with two gorgeou

ll over him. His looks and popularity have already gotte

as he flirted with them. He probabl

on and focused on blend

't react. Just

g to review photos on my camer

levator button, and I caught a

un?" the blonde asked, as she t

id casually. "That

ors closed, he glanced up, his gaze sweeping the lobby.

saw before the

e waist of the

eyes and t

my business. N

y, he did

o

You're here for work, not t

pool area. The hotel's outdoor pool was stunning, framed by swaying palm trees and classy white lounge chairs, fancy umbrellas, and a sparkling blue

s per

l, framing my shot. The angle was j

ing. You staged that car accident just t

e, it was him. I bent my head down, a

? Stalking hi

the best solution for my peace of mind. I f

king for a way to ruin me. I kn

th, keeping my eye

ep quiet after collecting some money, gifts or ma

couldn't keep q

erested in anything about you." I finally responded.

u were at the front earlier, too?" he

you were walking into the hotel with

it, sarcastica

o. "Not in t

rying to look like I wasn't interested in talking to him. Bu

ip tightening

e was s

own to his broad, chiseled abs that hinted at a discipline

as intention

ing to walk off, but my foo

ped, looking for h

d, a strong hand gripp

too close. My hand had landed squarely on his chest which was warm,

st like I've never seen

t want you falling all over m

I'd been burned, my face wa

etheart, and let g

back with an unconcerned

dn't want to acknowledge. Without warning, he br

umbled backward, and fel

ping for air. Everyone at the pool side were laughing like

r out of my face, supp

f the pool, arms cross

or it," he s

hed water at him. "You

g down to take a good look at me in the

with as much dignity as possible. My clothe

person I've ever met," I

alized, my clothes were soaked through and

l from a nearby chair, w

's better than your

it-the la

pped him hard across the fa

up, storming toward m

th a dead serious face. She hesitated, clearly readi

stared at me with a look that prom

adn't fallen into the water, I marched awa

ing wa

pised him, with my who