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.

minutes of Tristan's chatter about her startup-

race and bolted.

changing room. She didn't notice

snap.

voice was sharp, edged

1. me.

until she was

memories, and it hit

voice low and

warning,

at me, her palms flat against my chest, but it was useless-I

hand slid up her side, brushing the swell of

couldn't stop myself. I lifted her shirt, my

quick twist, her breasts spilled free-full, perfect, the way

but her voice wavered, and her body

her words did.

my thigh nudging between

my hand cupping her bare breast, thumb grazing her nipple until it stiffened under my touch. "Not after you ran.

me to rot."

tipped back against the wall, a shaky exhale slipping out as I rolled her

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my fingers, harder now, watching her fight the shiver

waistband of her underwear. She was already wet-slick and hot

to me

two fingers inside her, deep and deliberate, feeling her

possessiveness I couldn't rein in. "You don't get to disappear and act like this doesn't belong

my fingers deeper, curling them, and

I couldn't wait anymore.

shoving her jeans and underwear down to her thighs. My cock sprang free, throbbing with

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

she fit me like she'd never

neck as I started moving, deep and relentless, claiming every

body responded despite herself-her back arched, her walls pulsed around me-and it

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