Begging My Billionaire Ex-Wife for a Second Chance

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flashed, lines swirling

apped the remote control

ir chairs, their eyes migrating to the woman at the head of the table, whose

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k a steady drink, and set

Her voice was gentle, laughing,

hed. "Just a moment

l eyes piercing, glancing at the IT people at the

laying on their lips. They were enjoying this. They could s

g himself to continue. "I wil

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s mind w

s mouth, but

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t the numerals were

from Sienna's direction. "If you

another page, attempting to recollect the exact metr

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e was calm, almost soothing,

nodded

the table, fingers stee

air as they filed out, careful not to look directly at him. Raymond stood trans

d, trapping them al

e you doing this to me?" His voice crack

uncrossed her legs and stood, each step delibe

dark hair brushed her shoulders, her eyes glinting with somethin

see the specks of gold in her hazel eyes,

e to stand there, vulnerable, humiliated, while you looked me in the

eath c

No." Her laugh was sweet and

vanilla, and something coiling about him, drawing memories he had attempted to ignore. Her h

ng the side of his neck, slipping to his jaw, compelling him to look at

tiffened.

to call me into your office late at night after everyone left? Do you remember how you'd draw me onto your

deliberate deliberation. The black lace of her bra poked through, the

s mouth

na, p

he sound frigid and empty. "You

ody lightly against his, her hand sliding up

e his knees wobbly. For a minute, the world fell away, leaving just the space between them, ch

self, desiring the taste of her, the warm

ps almos

e shoved hi

the edge of the table, the sting

e gently, buttoning it up, he

she continued, her vo

e pile. The dismissal was plain, reflecting the innumerable times he had car

reeled with flashbacks of her tear-streaked face, the envelope of cash he had pushed into her ha

devasta

he was des

ithout looking at him, h

had earlier used on her

eavier than the last, her perfume clinging to him,

g through the floor-to-ceiling windows like faraway, mocking stars. His laptop

couldn'

looked at him in the boardroom, the way her lips curved just be

crashed

office when he told

en he kissed her neck, drawi

him she was pregnant, fe

casting her away, guarding his fre

his face, guilt and regret

was

ything she could have been because he had been too muc

ing him feel every o

remorse, somet

si

he had become. Strong.

her, to feel her warmth. To beg for

at longing, anoth

ything, had now discovered that the only thing

never let him