Nine months too late: After divorce by Baby Charlene

Chapter 124

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"What do I do with the dress?" Raphael asked as he and Kage stepped out of the car and began walking towards the house.

Kage was silent, a maid coming to take his jacket as soon as he stepped into the house.

He watched her go off, probably taking it to the laundry room.

"I don't care. I just don't wanna see it around," he grumped.

"Okay," Raphael shrugged. "I'll just stay here and finish what I have to do."

Kage went up the stairs while Raphael settled into the living room, turning on his system.

Approaching his bedroom, his steps slowed when he noticed his door was slightly open. There was someone in his room.

A frown creased his brows. Who dared to enter his personal space?

He walked into the room and found her in front of the mirror, touching her hair.

She turned to look at him and her eyes

lit

up

with a smile.

"Hey! You're home!" Cindy happily approached him.

"What're you doing here?" The ice in Kage's voice made her freeze halfway. "I don't remember having this conversation with you."

"Um... I thought I should surprise you. You know, I had some extra time and-"

a step forward. "I thought I made myself explicitly clear when I said you couldn't come to the house

her. Cindy found them threatening and found herself

back of her neck. "Fine. I'm sorry, okay? I just thought I could do something

but it faltered as awkwardly as it had

boring holes into hers. Cindy felt small under his scrutiny.

tipped his head

the pony.

like hers," Kage's

She dropped her eyes nervously shifting on

today." He lowered

Cindy glanced down at her dress.

His voice remained scokd as he spoke. "She

her, going to stand before his

glistened with tears. She rolled her eyes and blinked rapidly,

so wrong with looking like

stood before the dresser, taking off his

I not

paused, the watch he'd unlocked from his wrist hanging in

set it down on the table. "You seem to forget the reason you're

a purpose, do you think you'd be good enough to

in her throat. Cindy knew that if she had to say a word, she'd

agreed to being used by me- however I want it. And in return,

Cindy sniffed, forcing her legs to stay rooted to the

We may have sex, Cindy, but each time I take you to bed, I want

broke free. She sniffled, stepping back and away from

digging into the flesh of her inner cheeks so hard she could taste her blood. Kage's cruelty wasn't new to her. He'd made her understand he could never love her when he offered the deal to her two years ago. Yet, there was

hope. Kage could continue being cruel, but one day, she'll make him hers. He'll belong only to

Get out." He dismissed her as he turned and walked into

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her hand, particularly at

strange texter. It's been three days since she got the first text

track the number, but it turned out the text had been sent