After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#163 “This is My Woman.”

Kyle’s blood boiled, his jaw clenching with a lethal intensity.

“Some woman, huh?” Kyle growled through gritted teeth, his voice carrying the dangerous edge of a predator. “This is my woman,” he roared, a declaration laced with possessiveness that echoed through the air.

“Yours?”

“Yes, mine. If I find out that a hair has fallen from her head…” Kyle’s threat hung in the air, a warning to anyone who dared harm what belonged to him.

“Relax, she is fine. However, she will be interrogated soon, and as far as you know, they don’t carry phones. I will call to get her released, but I make no promises. And for Sophia, you have to deal with Alberto alone. I’ll call his people to let them know you’re coming.

“I’ll go to Evelyn first, and you contact Alberto. Tell him that if anything happens to Sophia by the time I get to him, we’ll have a problem.”

“I was texting him as we speak,” he replies. “He says he will refrain from violence but will not let Sophia go until you go in person.”

“Tell me where Evelyn’s address is and keep in touch with Alberto during this time. Keep me posted.”

“She’s at the old warehouse on 7th Street, but Kyle, you need to be cautious.”

heads up. You better make sure nothing

assured, “I’ll take care of it, Kyle.

a storm of determination in his eyes. He reached for his keys, ready to unleash the fury

mind raced with thoughts of Evelyn, his woman, and no one dared threaten what belonged to Kyle without facing the consequences. The underworld was about to witness a

getaway, now felt like a cage of uncertainty. He couldn’t shake the feeling that the clock was ticking, and every passing second brought them closer

restless thoughts. Kyle’s voice echoed through the receiver, sharp and determined. “I’ve got some leads. Stay where you are. I’ll update you

ominous cloud of worry lingered, casting a shadow over the anticipated vacation that now

of his powerful car a symphony of impending

car tore through the city streets. As he approached the

attention of anyone who dared linger in the vicinity. The entrance loomed ahead, a portal to the unknown where Evelyn was held captive. Kyle’s hand tightened around the grip of his concealed weapon as he approached, a storm brewing

atmosphere was thick with the scent of dampness and foreboding, the silence disrupted only

acute senses were on high alert. Every step carried the weight of a promise – a promise to protect what was his and unleash fury upon

Kyle’s ears. He followed the sound, his instincts guiding him to the heart of the warehouse. There, in a dimly lit corner, he saw Evelyn

mix of surprise and relief as she saw Kyle approaching. The room seemed to vibrate

a predator. As he stepped into the dimly lit corner of the warehouse, the captors’ faces registered a mix

didn’t know she was yours. We apologize,” stammered one of

“You should’ve thought twice before crossing