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.

felt very off. Leaning on the railing, she let the ocean breeze hit her face, trying

She fumbled for her phone only to realize the signal

the depths of her thoughts. ‘Could it be the drink that Johnson handed me?‘

realized something wasn’t right, clenched her fist tightly, and

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when the door opposite her

Genevieve’s arm and pulled hard

and her mind was groggy; she had no strength to fight

Johnson dragged her inside, threw her to the

she tried to get up. looking at him. “Johnson, have you

‘Could this all have been a trap set by Johnson?” Genevieve couldn’t understand. ‘Why

normally cordial demeanor, taking on a chilling air. He took off his watch with a smirk that was far

picked up an item from a nearby cupboard, a whip….

tightened. “If I go missing,

turned to Genevieve, “Ms. Lawrence, just bad luck on your part. Someone offered a pretty penny for a video of us together, and I took the deal. All that talk of cooperation

his shirt, greedy as a gambler eyeing his chips, looking as though he wanted. to devour her and claim the rest of

palm to stay alert. “I can give you any amount of money you want, just name

think I’d fall for your act just because you bear the Lawrence name? If you were the Lawrence heiress, would the Hoffman family have turned 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

whip, lashing it viciously towards

in the night sky, illuminating

an extravaganza of multicolored lilies, precious

the very moment they were about to fade away, they suddenly burst again to reveal a message: “Genevieve, I love you.”

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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 firework show put on for just one person.

his sincerity was tucked into these grand gestures. Yet, he had scoured every deck high. and low and