Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE!

Chapter 82

Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Chapter 82

Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Chapter 82 ONLY MINE!

VICTORIA’S POV

After Dominic was gone, I couldn’t stand there any more time and immediately walked out of the hotel and bid farewell to Antonio, with Alessandro trailing close behind me.

In just a short amount of time, lots of things happened. Firstly, a wild run-in with Camilla, followed by Alessandro’s proposal, after that, Camilla’s absurd theatrics, and ultimately, the unexpected arrival of Dominic. I don’t know what is gonna happen at this point. The arrival of Dominic has already added a layer of complexity, especially given how he gazed at me and spoke.

I could feel Alessandro’s gaze on my back, digging holes. I swear, if gaze could burn, I would have been turned to ashes.

As we reached the car, Calvin and the chauffeur opened the door, and we entered silently. From the corner of my eye, I observed my fiancee, who appeared lost in deep thought.

His thoughts remain a mystery to me, and I lack the courage to inquire, for I am convinced that even the slightest sound might trigger an outburst from him.

However, suddenly, I heard, “So, he is your first love?”

“Huh!?” I gasped at the sudden question and turned to Aless in confusion.

He cast his gaze in my direction, and his brows knitted together in a frown.

“My brother is your first love, isn’t he?” He asked again, and I sat quietly, staring at him.

I knew he would guess something but never thought he would guess the exact thing! Wait… He still remembered that speech of mine?

Fucking shit!

My throat suddenly dried down. I parted my lips, but nothing came out. Come on, Victoria, why are you scared?

I licked my lips to lessen the dryness and opened my mouth, “Wh…y do you a.sk that?” I sounded confused and terrified, which I shouldn’t be. I mean, really, it was ages ago!

“So, it’s true. Isn’t it? If he didn’t face the accident, he could be…” His eyes dropped down to my belly, which made my heart clench.

I did not think whether he was right, but I couldn’t help but fixate on his gloomy countenance. Fuck it! He is hurt, and the mere thought of that causes me great distress.

I gulped a mouthful of saliva. “Aless, I…”

“Dominic and I resemble a lot, aren’t we?” He continued his questions, stopping me in the middle.

Even if he didn’t, I don’t have any answer to convince him because his guesses are so fucking on point!

His lips curled up in a bitter smile as his eyes darkened in rage.

“So, you came to know me and applied to be my secretary because of him?” He asked again. Well, he didn’t ask; he just confirmed by himself!

“I am asking you something, Victoria. Was it all because of him?” Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

I still kept quiet, only stared at him without any answer.

“ANSWER ME!” He growled like an angered rhino making me jump on the seat as I shivered.

I only gulped and closed my eyes as I heard the protective shield rising, separating us from the driver and his assistant.

I inhaled a deep breath. Alas, things didn’t unfold as I had planned. Faced with this unexpected turn of events, I found myself with only a particular choice and resolved to follow through.

“Yes,” I answered honestly.

“Is it because my face looks like his?” Aless asked in pain, holding my shoulder now.

I looked up at him and Oh! His eyes are… glistening with tears! Fuck! He just promised not to make me cry, and here I am, making him teared up!

Oh, Lord! What kind of tests are you subjecting me to?

Still, I did what I should do. I nodded my head. “Yes,” I admitted again.

Alessandro gazed at me in disbelief, then sighed, rolling his eyes before turning away. He suddenly started laughing loudly, making me shiver again in pain.

He slammed his fist on the car, making a loud sound, and my heart trembled.

“No wonder you wanted to divorce me so easily in the first place… How much of an idiot was I, huh? Was it fun, Victoria? No, Tori. Isn’t that what he called you?”

He slammed his fist again and laughed.

I could not take it anymore and immediately grabbed his hand before he could slam it once again.

“Stop it, Alessandro! Stop being so ridiculous!” I tried to stop him, but he did not listen. Suddenly, his other hand grabbed me by the neck and forced me to look up at him.

His eyes turned red as he lowered his face to me and gently brushed his lips against mine.

“From the start, I was his stand-in. Wasn’t I?” A droplet of tears slipped from his red eyes. “Why, Victoria? Why did you do this to me?”

As I grasped the seriousness of the situation and my involvement in its cause, a constricting sensation formed in my chest.

I raised my hand and touched his cheek with all the love I have inside me for him.

I shook my head. “No, Aless. You were never his stand-in. You are…”

But before I could finish my words, his lips slammed against mine, taking me into a deep and punishing kiss.

He devoured my lips like crazy, and I let him, wrapping my fingers in the back of his head. After sucking my breath out, he finally let me go as I panted hard.

“Listen to me very carefully, Victoria. Irrespective of any previous circumstances or past love interests, you are now mine and mine only, and nothing can change that!

His fingers wrapped around my throat, pulling me closer to his face.

“Do you understand? You are MINE ONLY!” He growled, and I only nodded, turning into a crying mess.

He once again took me in a kiss, this time in a very wild way. His hands hungrily explored my body, and my dress was ripped to shreds in no time, leaving me bare and exposed to his gaze. He tortured and punished me in a pleasurable way, an experience I could never decline. I surrendered myself to him

without any resistance and allowed him to indulge in his desires. He seized every opportunity to possess me, disregarding any constraints of time and place, like a ravenous, feral creature consumed by its own passions.

He compelled me to scream out loud that I only belonged to him, and without any reservations, I accepted this truth with all my heart.

Perhaps what transpired between us in the car began with anger, but it ultimately served as a catalyst that brought us closer together.