After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

165 “Didn’t He Tell You Something?”

As Kyle’s unwavering gaze bore into Alberto, the room fell into a tense silence, broken only by the faint sounds of heavy. Alberto’s confidence crumbled under the weight of Kyle’s resolve.

“Enough,” Alberto spat, his voice strained with frustration as he raised his hands in a gesture of surrender. ” Fine, you win.”

Kyle’s expression remained stoic as he lowered his weapon, a silent acknowledgment of his victory as he stepped forward to confront Alberto.

“Bring me Sophia,” Kyle ordered, his voice carrying the weight of authority.

Alberto nodded curtly, motioning for one of his men to carry out the order. With a sense of urgency, the man disappeared into the shadows, leaving Kyle and Alberto alone in the dimly lit warehouse, their silent standoff a testament to the power dynamics at play.

As they waited in the tense silence, the distant echoes of their earlier confrontation still hung in the air, a reminder of the volatile nature of their underworld dealings. Kyle’s gaze remained fixed on Alberto, his steely resolve unwavering as he anticipated Sophia’s arrival.

Moments later, the sound of hurried footsteps approached, heralding the return of Alberto’s man, who now led Sophia into the room. She appeared disheveled but composed, her expression stoic as she took in the scene before her.

“Kyle…” Sophia’s voice remained steady, her tone betraying none of the turmoil brewing beneath the surface as she glanced between him and Alberto.

his concern for her well-being evident in the depths of his eyes. Stepping forward,

alright, Sophia,” Kyle said, his voice calm yet authoritative. “You’re safe

nodded curtly, her trust in Kyle unwavering as she moved

an abrupt end in the face

face of this unexpected turn of events. But for

as Kyle, Evelyn, and Sophia stepped out of the warehouse. Kyle’s mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions as he led them

face of Evelyn’s presence. Unable to resist any longer, he pulled her close, his lips crashing against hers in a desperate, passionate kiss. For a fleeting moment, the world seemed to fade away as they lost themselves in each other, the intensity of their connection electrifying the air around

the sidelines, a knowing smile playing at the corners of her lips. She couldn’t help but feel a

a mixture of longing and regret. He knew he owed her an explanation, a truth he had

past. He explained how he was the youngest son of a Mafia family, sent to the United States by his relatives in a bid to

had chosen to keep his true identity hidden, fearing the repercussions it would bring to those he cared about. He had avoided contact with his family, unwilling

over the business and the weight of his responsibilities bearing down on him, Kyle knew he had no choice but to confront his past. It was a

reeling with the enormity of what he had just disclosed. She felt a tumult of emotions surging within her anger, hurt, but above all, a deep sense

earlier?” she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper, her

out to gently cup Evelyn’s face in his hands. ” I’m sorry,” he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. “I wanted to protect