After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#182 “Stay back!”

Sophia had led Alexander to her grandfather’s office, a place filled with memories and secrets. They sat on the floor, surrounded by stacks of documents that detailed their family’s tangled history. Alexander had pulled Sophia into his lap, unable to resist the magnetic pull of her presence. Despite the seriousness of their situation, he found himself lost in the warmth of her embrace.

As Sophia explained the significance of the documents, Alexander’s mind drifted, consumed by thoughts of Sophia and the intoxicating scent of her perfume. He knew he should be paying attention, that their discovery could have far-reaching consequences, but at that moment, all he could think about was her.

“Are you listening to me?” Sophia’s voice cut through his reverie, bringing him back to the present.

“Mmm,” he murmured absentmindedly, his gaze fixed on her.

“Alexander, this is important,” Sophia chided gently, though a smile tugged at the corners of her lips.

“Did I tell you that when you concentrate you wrinkle your nose? It’s awfully sweet,” he teased, his eyes sparkling with affection.

“If I kiss you, will you promise to concentrate too?” she asked playfully, her lips curving into a mischievous smile.

with a grin, unable to

him, her lips

of their connection. He deepened the kiss, losing himself in the taste of her

spine as he pulled her closer, craving

me before I completely flipped out,” Alexander said, his voice laced with amusement as he

her laughter like music to his ears, as she turned back to the documents, her fingers tracing the words on the page as she resumed her

that these documents hold the

study

mafia,” she explained, her voice tinged with concern. “There are mentions of clandestine

concentration as he absorbed her words, his mind racing with the implications of their discovery. “So, if these documents were what the mafia wanted, it means they’re willing to go to great lengths to keep their

“Exactly,” she agreed, her voice soft but resolute. ” Which means we need to tread carefully from now on. We can’t afford to

in his, his touch a reassuring anchor in the storm of uncertainty swirling around them. “I trust you, Sophia,”

of the

could seriously damage our careers, especially Stone Enterprise. We need to

could say anything else, the door burst open, and Ben stumbled into the room, a stranger holding him at gunpoint. Sophia gasped in shock, her heart pounding in her

“Ben!” she exclaimed.

back, Sophia,” Ben warned, his eyes darting nervously between her and the stranger. “This guy wants the

with those documents?” Sophia’s