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-"

step forward. "I thought I made myself explicitly clear when I said you couldn't come to the house without

more steps towards her. Cindy found them threatening

she nervously touched the back of her neck. "Fine. I'm sorry, okay? I just

faltered as awkwardly as it

into hers. Cindy felt small under his scrutiny. She crossed her

head towards it. "You changed

she touched the pony. "Well, yes. Do

like hers," Kage's reply was instant and

again. She dropped her eyes

He lowered his eyes to

down at her dress. "It's a jumpsuit,

spoke. "She doesn't

walked past her, going to stand before his

rolled her eyes

what's so wrong with looking like me,

was facing her as he stood before

I not

from his

the table. "You seem to forget the

do you think you'd be good enough to

knew that if she had to say a word, she'd burst into

a deal, didn't we? What we have going isn't a real relationship, and you know it. You agreed to being used

sniffed, forcing her legs to stay rooted to the

"I guess you must be excited having one of your greatest dreams achieved. We may have sex, Cindy, but each time I take you to bed, I want you to

sniffled, stepping

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 a foolish part of

wasn't about to let go of that hope. Kage could continue being cruel,

need you here today. Get out." He dismissed her as he turned and walked into

*****

her hand, particularly at the last sent text in her inbox:

of the number of messages she's sent to her strange texter. It's been three days since she got the first text from them, and they were yet to reach

she'd contacted a hacker to help track the number, but it turned out