Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

My CEO 400

400 Distraction (Judy)

I saunter in, heels clicking against the marble floor, and spot Viktor waiting for me at the reception area outside the boardroom Jayden's holed up in.

He's all muscle and menace, his arms crossed over his chest like a sentry guarding a fortress. I'm going to rattle his cage a little. Girl's gotta have some fun.

I stride up to him like an old friend. "Viktor! How wonderful!. I hope you aren't missing that traitor Gus too much... Guess that asshole finally got what he deserved."

I know that will make him pissed.

"Judy," he greets me as stoically as any mountain. "You need to leave."

I arch an eyebrow, a mock smile curves my lips. "Viktor, you're not even going to let a mother see her son? How heartless can you be?"

I give him my most charming smile. "Viktor, darling, you know I never stay where I'm not wanted." My gaze flicks to the boardroom door behind him. "But... I'm here for my son."

He doesn't move, blocking the path to the door completely. "Your son doesn't want to see you. You should leave."

I step closer, lowering my voice. "I'd prefer not to make a scene, Viktor. But you and I both know you can't keep me away forever."

His expression doesn't falter. "Try me."

I let out a small laugh. "You're so dramatic. Always have been. But this is family business, and it doesn't concern you."

course, Gus has trained his guard dog well. But, I lean in, just to poke the bear a little more. "I

like granite. "You're wasting your

a few seconds. You can stay with us. You can

to see you.

I'm almost in his space. "You're just a glorified bouncer, you know

but he stands firm. "You're done

idea. I'm not scared of you." I try

his arm. "Get out of

touch him, he braces every muscle in

and his voice is a cold warning. "You will not force your way

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I will see him whether you like it or not." His large hands grip my upper arms. "Don't

Hopefully she can get it right for the amount

his grip firm but not painful, he physically lifts me off the ground. My feet dangle, and I let out a strangled shriek of outrage,

emotion, as he carries me toward the exit. "You're trespassing, Judy. And if

you can manhandle me like this? I'll have your job,

you playing at? You know

door, and I see her, a large yellow envelope in hand. She turns

Checkmate.