Trouble in Paradise

As expected, Nicholas entered my apartment with ease. It was almost as if he was entering his own home. He turned on the lights and looked at me.

He even asked, "Aren't you going to come in?"

Head inside? Why should I head inside and be in the same room as him?

I felt like I was in a dream as I looked at him and murmured, "Ex-husband-

My ex-husband was inside my house? Why did the entire situation feel so surreal?

"What did you call me?" Nicholas raised his voice as he looked at me coldly. My heart dropped when I saw his cold gaze.

"You are my ex-husband," I said impassively. "I'll remove your fingerprint from my lock. Don't come here

anymore.

Nicholas silently fumed over the term "ex-husband" and did not answer me.

The lights in the corridor flickered as I stood by the door of my house. Both entering and leaving did not seem like options.

I gripped the door handle so tightly that my knuckles turned white. "It's time for you to leave. We might as well part ways while we're still on good terms."

I didn't understand which word had managed to trigger him when he suddenly raised his head and looked at me with a dark gaze. Then, he began to walk toward me.

I took a step back subconsciously, making way for him to leave. I couldn't help but panic with each step that he took.

Just as I thought that he was about to leave, he stopped before me with an impassive expression. He held me by my shoulders and dragged me into my home before slamming the door shut.

By the time I realized what was happening, the tables had already turned, and I was pinned against the wall

The cold wall behind me was a huge contrast to the hot chest before me. I seemed to be sick as I kept feeling hot and cold at the same time.

"That's enough, Nicholas! Stop playing around!"

I was slightly hysterical as I shouted, "Could you please stop appearing in my life now? Do I need to tell you again that we're divorced? We're divorced! Do you not know what a divorce is?"

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Then, I pushed him away hard. Not only did he not get angry at me, but he seemed to enjoy the friction between our bodies.

He pinched my jaw with one hand, forcing me to look up at him. Almost immediately, ha kissed me frantically.All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

His breath was hot as he bit my neck. With a hoarse voice, he said, "So what if we're divorced? A marriage certificate is nothing but a piece of paper. Ariana, you'll always be mine!"

He pushed his hips forward while grinning mischievously. "Can't you feel it?"

Placing his hands on my hips, he forcefully pushed my body up against his. Just like he said, a certain part below was beginning to harden rapidly, digging painfully into my skin. I felt humiliated. "You bastard! Control yourself!"

Clenching my hands into fists, I punched him hard in the shoulders. However, he grabbed my hand and pinned it against the wall.

"It's only been a few days. Are you already feeling unfamiliar with my

touch? Don't you love me? net

you the one who would always.

whine for my affection? Did you

forget how you seduced me

He lowered his head and planted kisses all over my face. He wanted to place his mark all over my body.

"Where did he kiss you? Would you stretch your tongue out when you're kissing him just like what we're doing now? Would you?

"He's been staying at your place for a week now. Has he fucked you? What positions have you two tried?" "That's enough! Shut up! Stop talking!" I screamed.

Nicholas did not look like he was sane. At the same time, what right did he have to ask me those questions?

"Why can't I speak? He's touched what's mine! How many condoms does he use a night? Does he fuck you like I do? To the point where one box isn't even enough for a night?"