The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 117

Chapter 116

Chapter 116: Prove She Was Still Mine

Sean's POV

For two weeks, I hunted for her, tearing through every lead I could scrape together. Old friends, her favorite coffee shop, anywhere she might've left a trace.

Nothing.

Desperate, I even called Christopher, choking on the suspicion that she'd run to him, that they were together now.

The thought burned like acid, but he stonewalled me. "I don't know where she is," he said, flat and final, before cutting the line. I didn't know if he was lying, but it didn't matter-l

was still nowhere.

Then last night Tristan hit me up about some racetrack outing.

"Got a meeting with this woman-stunning, brilliant. She's launching a company, and I might invest. Come check it out." Tristan said excitedly over the phone.

I wasn't in the mood for his conquest stories.

"Not interested in your women, Tris," I said, "but I'll hear the pitch. Need something to

do."

He laughed, carefree as ever, and I figured a day out might dull the edge of my obsession.

I never saw it coming.

We got to the racetrack, the air thick with dust and horse sweat, and Tristan dragged me over to meet his "stunning founder."

There she was-Angela. My Angela.

She wore a fitted jacket and jeans that clung to her like a second skin, her dark hair glinting in the sun. When she turned and saw me, her face went pale, her mouth dropping open in shock.

It was almost satisfying, watching her squirm. Five years of nothing, and now she couldn't

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hide from me.

her startup-

race and bolted.

to the changing room. She didn't

snap.

doing?" Her voice was sharp, edged with

1. me.

answer, just closed the distance until

and it hit me like a

Angela," I said, my voice low and jagged with everything

No warning, no

flat against my chest, but it was useless-I wasn't

as my hand slid up her side, brushing the

couldn't stop myself. I lifted her shirt,

when I unhooked her bra with a quick twist,

and her body didn't fight

her words did.

thigh nudging between hers,

get to tell me to stop," I growled, my hand cupping her bare breast, thumb grazing her nipple until it stiffened under

me to rot."

against the wall, a shaky exhale slipping out as I

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my fingers, harder now, watching her fight the shiver running

her underwear. She was already wet-slick and hot

to me like

her, deep and deliberate, feeling her clench around me as her hips jerked

voice thick with a possessiveness I couldn't rein in. "You don't get to

curling them, and she bit her

I couldn't wait anymore.

around, shoving her jeans and underwear down to her thighs.

against me, and pushed inside her with one hard thrust. She gasped, her hands braced against

fit me like

my breath hot against her neck as I started moving, deep

pulsed around

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