After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

“Stay Out of My Way, or You’ll Regret It.”

Kyle pulled out his phone and swiftly dialed his relative’s number.

“Tell me you arranged the meeting with Alberto?” he demanded, his voice edged with urgency.

“Everything is ready, I’ll send you the address. Shall I call for backup?” came the prompt response from his relative.

“No, I’ll take care of him myself,” Kyle replied firmly, a steely determination evident in his tone as he ended the call.

With a sense of resolve, Kyle pocketed his phone and refocused on the task at hand. He knew that confronting Alberto would require all of his cunning and strength, but he was prepared to face the challenge head-on to ensure the safety of those he cared about.

Kyle’s grip tightened on the steering wheel as he navigated through the city streets towards the meeting point with Alberto. Every turn brought him closer to the confrontation he had been anticipating, the tension in the air palpable.

Beside him, Evelyn sat in silence, her eyes darting between Kyle and the passing scenery. The events of the past hours had left her reeling, her mind racing with questions and uncertainties. Yet, she trusted Kyle implicitly, knowing that he was her best chance of escaping the danger that loomed over them.

As they neared the address provided by Kyle’s relative, the atmosphere in the car grew heavier. The weight of the impending encounter with Alberto hung over them like a dark cloud, casting a shadow of apprehension over their journey.

the designated location. He glanced at Evelyn, his gaze unwavering yet

to me, and don’t do anything reckless,” he instructed, his voice firm but tinged with an underlying concern for

exited the car

tension crackled in the air like electricity. The sound of their

in the shadows, their predatory gazes locking onto their targets. The

smirk, his voice dripping with malice. “I

response was a silent glare, his muscles tensing in anticipation of the coming confrontation. He knew there would be no peaceful resolution to this encounter, not with the stakes so high and

someone close to me,” Kyle growled, his voice

widened into a cruel grin as he signaled to his men, unleashing a torrent of aggression as they lunged forward to attack. The room erupted into chaos as fists flew and bodies

his gun as he took

cacophony of battle. “I advise you to back down, otherwise our contractual

cease their attack. The room fell into an uneasy stillness as the combatants

start a gang war because of

resolve unyielding in

retorted, his voice cold and unwavering. “This is about respect, Alberto. You crossed

demeanor shifting from fury to arrogance. “Your protection means nothing here, Kyle. You’re just a puppet in this city, and I pull the