Submitting To My Billionaire Ex-Wife by Allison Mild

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Genevieve mulled it over for a second. Johnson knew how to drive a hard bargain.

Chances were his second condition was his real aim all along.

He asked for a lot of money, but TuringTech Innovations wasn’t worth that kind of money right

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But if Genevieve could keep all the patents and tech, it would save her a heck of a headache down the road. So, maybe there was room to negotiate after all.

Genevieve smiled and said, “We’ll need to hash out the specifics.”

That was her way of tentatively agreeing to his terms, with a clear message: she had conditions of her own that needed to be met.

Johnson smiled and raised his eyebrows, raising the glass in his hand. “Here’s to a fruitful partnership!”

They were surrounded by swarms of people. Genevieve didn’t overthink it and took a polite sip from her glass. The fruit wine packed more of a punch than she expected, but she swallowed it down anyway.

Johnson was beaming as he stood up, “Ms. Lawrence, my secretary is also here. Why don’t we take this to her room to go over the finer points?”

He seemed pleased to reach an agreement. Whipping out his phone right in front of her, he dialed up his secretary to get her room number, eager to get going.

Genevieve was stunned for a few seconds. She knew Johnson was gay, so she hadn’t really been on guard around him. She figured she might as well strike while the iron’s hot and hammer out the contract details, so she didn’t decline the offer.

She sent a quick text to Louis to keep him in the loop and followed Johnson upstairs, remembering that the secretary’s room was 602. What she didn’t realize was that her message was never sent,

Riding the elevator up, Genevieve exited onto a floor that was all rest and relaxation, the plush carpet making it a quiet zone.

But as soon as she stepped off, a heavy fog seemed to weigh down on her head.

a few steps, something felt very off. Leaning on the railing, she let the ocean breeze hit her face, trying to clear her

inside her head. She fumbled for her phone only to realize the signal was jammed–she couldn’t make a call to save her life.

thoughts. ‘Could

wasn’t right, clenched her fist tightly, and was just

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door opposite her

and pulled hard

scream. Her whole body felt weak and her mind was groggy; she had no strength

her to the floor, and locked

moment of clarity to Genevieve, and with a pale face, she tried to get

have been a trap set by Johnson?” Genevieve couldn’t

her, shedding any pretense of his normally cordial demeanor, taking on a chilling air. He took off his watch with a smirk that was far from friendly, no longer pretending to be the amiable man everyone

an item from a nearby

“If I go missing, people will start looking for me.”

Lawrence, just bad luck on your part. Someone offered a pretty penny for a video of us together, and I took the

shirt, greedy as a gambler eyeing his chips, looking as though he wanted. to devour

burning heat throughout her body, her eyes misting over. She dug her nails into her palm to stay alert. “I can give you any amount of money you want, just name it. I’m the daughter of Lawrence Group;

their backs on you? Ston struggling, no one here can save you. Today’s Anthony’s engagement and everyone’s focus is elsewhere. Don’t be scared, I’m quite gentle with women…” He tugged at the whip in his hand, faking a smile that did nothing to hide the cruelty in his

raised the whip, lashing

burst open in the night sky, illuminating

slowly transformed into an extravaganza of multicolored lilies, precious and

were about to fade away, they suddenly

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display, a feast for the eyes that no one wanted to end. Out of the scintillating message appeared an array of beautiful, intricate patterns. People spilled out onto the decks of the cruise ship, gathering to watch the exclusive

tucked into these grand gestures. Yet, he had scoured every deck high. and low and still couldn’t spot the one person he desperately