Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0307

ANASTASIA

I opened my eyes and stared long at the ceiling.

"How could I forget?" I muttered under my breath.

I glanced at the wall clock mounted above the door. It was midnight and I couldn't sleep.

In my sleep, it had sounded like a low rumbling, almost like the low guttural growl of a beast as it approached it's prey. But it was just Alden.

With my palms clasped together and placed under my cheek, I looked in Aiden's direction. His mouth was wide open as he released loud snoring sounds.

Unbidden, memories came flooding back. One particular one stood out. It had been the first day I slept over at his place; I think a month after I met him. I had been horrified to discover that a man as goodlooking as him sounded like that in his sleep. When I ranted to him the next day how I couldn't sleep because of it, he laughed about it and said I would get used to it.

ad to it.

I was impressed that it didn't make him insecure but I was confused when he said I'd get used

with him, the more the sound became normal. Sometimes, it was even the sound that lulled me

I might have totally forgotten that my ex-boyfriend used to snore if Amie hadn't

soft, gentle and unobtrusive purr. It never disturbed my

to go back to sleep because a certain person still snores, I got out of

him.

to look better in the past five years. It was almost as if our departure was a blessing to him,

to sleep but I lowered my head to his and began to tickle

worse than what I intended. My breath caught in my

lips in my mouth as I tugged at my hair from his grasp, trying to free myself without waking him. With a gentle tug, he freed it and his hand fell back to

relieved when he stopped snoring. But after a nanosecond, he was at it again, the sound. seeming even louder

thought as frustration warring with

other choice, I put my index finger on top of his lips and my thumb under his lips

close his mouth.

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and the sound stopped, I removed my fingers from his face only for him to open his mouth and get right back to it. It was as if he was determined to

keep my fingers there for long, hoping the lips will somehow become sealed and not open again because I wanted to feel the warmth of