Dear Ex Wife Please take me back by The Every Woman

Chapter 46 ~ Can't survive without me

Rage.

I feel it as he stands behind me, and it burns hotter than the car in front of me. I'm

afraid, but i'd be lying if I didn't say I wasn't feeling better.

I don't flinch when I hear Alex curse behind me, though I feel his presence like a storm crashing into my back.

For a moment, I can't take my eyes off the flames eating his precious car, the same way he's been eating away at my soul since the day we married.

My memories have started returning, and most of them have been good until two months ago. I shouldn't blame him, though. I signed up for this.

But when he starts dictating who I can talk to and start burning my things, that's where I draw the line.

His hands are on me before I can move, spinning me around so fast I almost stumble.

"Why did you do that, Athena?" He asks, his eyes dancing in fury.

I tilt my head, offering him a sweet, cold smile that doesn't reach my eyes. " Can you take a lucky guess?"

His jaw tightens so hard I swear I hear his teeth grind. His hand snakes around my throat as he steps forward while I step backward until my back hits the wall, pinning me between it and this bastard.

"I could snap you in half." He growls.

"Don't let me rain on your parade." I snap back.

His hand is not hard enough to hurt, but it's hard enough to keep me in place.

His scent, dark and musky, hits me hard, wrapping around me as his chest rises and falls, his breathing ragged like he's fighting himself.

"Tell me Athena," He brushes his hand on my cheek, and I shudder, "Did you enjoy seeing my car burn to ashes?" he whispers in my ear with his face close enough that his minty breath dances over my skin.

I swallow.

shouldn't have touched my things!" I bite out, impressed with how

chest. It's only now when I notice that he's barefoot, shirtless, and only wearing his sweats and man. I've never been so turned on by feet

to be perfect about his body. Maybe that's

for that car. And you won't like how." He warns, and my

don't know if it's from fear or from

"Never knew I'd see the day

smile stretches his face, "Will

and I'm

smiles, "looks like Athena isn't only a mental case she's

bobs as I swallow, but I don't back

like I'm not the only one losing my mind," I whisper, lifting my chin, trying to sound braver

lips, but there's a flicker of something darker

brushes against mine, and my breath catches. "But if you want to

my throat to my jaw, tilting my head up to him, his thumb grazing over my skin like he owns

face away, but he tightens his grip as he

can be free,

don't get to finish the sentence when he steps into me. His hand grabs

my head while his knee

say a

he's trying to figure out

presses harder

the way my body reacts, heat flooding my core even as my mind screams to pushim

But I don't.

I won't give him that

him, breathing heavily, my wrists still pinned tightly above

gaze drops to my lips, lingering there, but

warmth of his breath, but when I try to pul away, he moves with me, chasing my mouth like a

pounding so loud that I think it might crack open

doesn't touch

hovers there, smirking when

You want a divorce?" he murmurs, his voice low, hard enough to cut.