Dear Ex Wife Please take me back by The Every Woman

ALEX

I don't like anyone having an advantage over me, so I did some digging and found something interesting.

Apparently, Arnold's been walking around proud because he's backed by Elias Quinn. They call him Elias's second son.

Since lann doesn't have siblings, I'm guessing Arnold was adopted in some unofficial way and groomed like a loyal dog to serve Quinn's interests.

His path has always been power. Politics, control, manipulation. But he's a dumb fuck, using women and children as leverage.

And that kind of filth?

That just makes me sick.

When I saw his name on the guest list, I told myself he'd be smart enough to keep his distance. But then I watched him approach my wife and I got flashbacks to one of my worst days.

She met Arnold and Zayan on that day. If I could turn back the time, I would.

Athena isn't the same woman they remember. She's fire now, sharp-tongued and fierce. I watched her threaten Luca with a straight face. Luca intimidates grown men and men of power so seeing that made me so fucking proud.

But even as I saw her stand tall, something inside me twisted.

The urge to protect her never went away. It never will.

I had lan give her the ticket for two reasons.

She must have figured it by now. But seeing her in the dress I chose, I believe she doesn't know I was involved.

It was tacky but that was the only way she would accept my gift. Seeing her walk away from me made my heart twist in pain. She looks so beautiful keeping my hands to myself is so fucking hard.

But then the lights went out.

Exactly five minutes. Long enough to trigger chaos. Long enough to ruin everything.

Someone's getting fired, that is if they're not smart enough to resign first.

I was clear when I said nothing could go wrong tonight. And yet here I am, blood

Athena in my

had a

like it

helped, I thought we

darkness must've pulled her straight back into that

Her nails clawed at

didn't think. I just moved. Scooped her up while it was dark

so that

master bedroom and barked

completely lit, but at least it's not pitch-black

I whisper, pulling her closer, one

a place I can't reach. I hate it.

times like these when I want to go back into prison and strangle the life out

only I had turned around. If only I hadn't left her alone. Then maybe I could

bitch. It eats you up in ways you can't explain. You know that unless

you still hope. If only becomes

fuck, I'm so full of regret. Nothing I do can ever make

flicker back

going to bury whoever caused this. Whether it was

I continue to murmur, brushing my thumb along her

parting as a small smile

arms then I must

help the smirk

my arms are hell, I clearly need to work on my

but the sparkle in her eyes is returning. That tight grip

loosens, just

"You're arrogant."

you're recovering," I counter

down. Her breathing's steadier now, though she still looks a little dazed. She brushes her palms down her dress and lifts her chin, like she's trying to

at me like I'm breakable," she

"I'm not," I lie.

but then she looks down at her lap.