Trapped with My Billionaire Ex-Husband by Mariya Mercedes

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I couldn’t shake the feeling that the boy knew something important. He acted like he recognized the person in the photo but didn’t want to say anything. I wondered why he was keeping secrets from me.

I decided to follow him, hoping he’d tell me more. But no matter how hard I tried, I lost sight of him in

the busy streets.

I slumped my shoulder in defeat. But I have no plan to give up. Especially now that there’s hope of finding Blaire here. I had a feeling that I’d be close to finding her. I wasn’t planning on leaving until I found out the truth.

I tried to find a hotel nearby where I could settle for the night while waiting for reinforcement.

As I trudged along the dimly lit streets, a sense of determination burned within me, refusing to be extinguished by the weight of uncertainty. “I won’t give up,” I muttered to myself, the words echoing in

the stillness of the night.

Just then, a voice broke through my reverie, startling me out of my thoughts. “Hey, you lost, buddy?” A gruff voice called out from the shadows.

I turned to see a burly man leaning against the wall of a nearby building, his features obscured by the

darkness.

“Not lost, just looking for a place to stay for the night,” I replied, trying to keep my voice steady despite the unease that prickled at the back of my neck.

The man nodded, a hint of amusement in his tone. “Well, you’re in luck. There’s a motel down the road, just a few blocks away. Not the fanciest place, but it’ll do in a pinch.”

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“Thanks; I’ll check it out,” I said, grateful for the tip.

With a nod of thanks, I turned and continued on my way, the promise of a warm bed and a roof over my head spurring me forward.

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the motel, I pushed open the creaking door and stepped inside, the musty smell of old carpet and stale air washing

How can I help you?” The receptionist asked, her voice polite but

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like a room for the night, please,” I replied, flashing

I’ll get you sorted,” she said, sliding a weathered ledger across

counter.

necessary paperwork followed the receptionist down a

the worn linoleum floor. She stopped at a non–descript

me a key.

she said with a forced smile before disappearing

room and closed the door behind me, the weight of exhaustion settling over me like a heavy blanket. Collapsing onto the bed, I allowed myself a moment of respite, knowing that

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hotels I used to frequent during business trips. It was clean and all, but it lacked the comfort and luxury I was used to.

the ceiling, lost in thoughts that seemed to spiral endlessly. My mind kept wandering back

little voice inside my head piped up, cutting through the silence with its blunt truth.

out a heavy sigh, conceding that the voice had a point. I used to take advantage of Blaire’s devotion, knowing she’d always be there,

I figured a few drinks might help me doze off. Spotting a bar nearby, I headed over there. It was dimly lit and cozy–the perfect place to drown my thoughts

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the sound of chatter and laughter filled the air, providing a welcome distraction from my racing mind. I found

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of bourbon, please,” I

slid the drink over to me. “That would be five dollars,”

with

sip and relishing the

of the

down the counter.

say that,” I replied, offering a half–hearted smile. “Just

right place for