Back In The Arms Of My Billionaire Ex Husband

Year

e Phantom screeched to a

spoke up, his voice low

You brought

logies, sir. The hotel I booked fell through at the l

ish he'd found a room in another city entirely. The driver scram

tailored suit that hugged his frame, the cut exuding quiet luxury. His diamond cufflin

n a foreign country without a second thought. He tucked his hands casually into his pocket

ver trailing behind with the luggage. Inside, the faint thud

ated

ated

t the muffled beat echoi

heels, clutching a half-empty wine bottle. Before he could sidestep, the bottle sli

oss her lips. "You're so handsome," she slurr

caught her wrists and shoved her aside, not with enou

t," he sa

f physical contact, esp

hoes. His glare toward the girl was sharp enough to cut glass. She was dressed in what c

pat, before leading the

the elevator door closed, swallow

driver said quickly. "The whole place

e elevator chimed, announcing their arrival on the fifth f

s it straight into the waste bin. He removed his watch with precise

st. Droplets from his jet-black hair slid down his toned

fr

barely covered by sheer lingerie, he

ing he hadn't locked the door earlier, he pinched the bridge of his nose

er eyes remained half-lidded, her hands fumb

en-hour flight, the last thing he wanted

ab her and drag her out,

hands

he name tasting both swee

he woman who had once stood beside him at an

ex-

mis

every

ze was unfocused, her movements clumsy. It wa

rged forward, pressing herself against him. "Touch me," she whispered

er, a whimper escaping her. "Do something..

cheeks were flushed, and when her eyes blink

r his bare chest, her fingers tracing over his

e pillow beneath her head. But she hooked her

e breathed, he

d it. The tension in his lower body made him curse under his breath. He turned to

ad been since he'd let hims

g her arms around him from behind. Her

, his reso

down. His hands moved over her with the urgency of someone deprived