Shattered Illusions: Love, Lies, and Redemption

Chapter 9

Remington looked up, his gaze icy cold.

“I don’t have time for your make–believe games. Take it back.”

“I’m serious.”

Remington tossed the pen he was holding without a hint of emotion. The steel pen clattered on the desk, striking a chord in Lizetta’s heart.

“Divorce reasons, huh? Bad breath and azoospermia? You know spreading rumors comes with consequences,” his voice was chilly.

Lizetta felt a twinge of guilt about this, her eyelashes fluttering slightly.

“I didn’t start those rumors. I’ve spelled out the reasons for the divorce clearly.”

Remington flipped through the papers, his eyes landing on the annotated reasons for divorce, his look growing even colder.

“Huh, care to explain what ‘no love, no sex, a marriage in name only‘ means?”

Lizetta pressed her lips, “Just stating the facts.”

Remington stood up, his long legs taking him around the desk. His towering presence forced Lizetta to sidestep until her lower back was pressed against the solid desk.

a stretch of his arm, he easily cornered her with nowhere to retreat. He

man last night who made you moan non–stop, the one you clung

tears to Lizetta’s eyes. The more fiery the start,

you saying a ninety–year–old man who’s good to go once every three years should shout about

was an exception, and besides,

mock his manhood. Her pushing only fueled his

training made her back as flexible as a willow branch against the desk, her hair spilling across it. This

“I had no idea you were so needy. Who are you planning to find to satisfy

leg was trapped by his long limb. His legs were like iron bars, and Lizetta couldn’t break free,

discussing divorce, and Remington was getting

was red–faced

exactly what you’ve been scheming for? You trapped me four years ago; you should

pale; he had

night, I truly didn’t

by you, and only you registered your fingerprint to enter

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was convinced she had betrayed his trust, and she was at a

being as close as siblings to complete strangers. She felt as if she was back on that morning, waking up to his fury and