My Ex-husband Crazy For My Love

n set his cup of coffee down and strode towards her.

evil himself. It was such a waste

d and leaned forward, grabbing her hand

Michelle withdrew her hand quickly. "I can see with

o admit that this man's

hoarse voice, "I suppose you're righ

arrassed that she wanted to di

over his chest and bite marks on his neck. She couldn't

nod

ry. I was drunk. I suppose I... I d

as one hell

er second there, Michelle

rked seeing her

the president of

s impeccably clean, and ever

m was pitch black. He was in no mood to work all day. He couldn't think abou

nd asked, "Sir, yo

the woman fr

n from l

fusion. He thought about it for

n... She.

Go and get me all the information on t

your wife? Damien finally

rard's frow

ear ago, you and your wi

his fists on the table. "You mean t

reenwoods behind her back. He was a shrewd businessman after all. A nominal marriage

e after he married her. Well, at th

his nominal wife with him to banquets and the like. He had too many choices. There were the daughters of illustrious fami

ur ex-wife... Dami

sed his head and ec

Miss Greenwood-the divorce agreement yesterday. S

the woman from last night mentioned

papers, she went to a bar to use

ight, he was furious at the thought of his ex-wife ha

dn't make him feel any better. Anger flar

marry the daughter of the

suitable daughters and th

d chosen

Her long hair was draped over her shoulders, and half of her face was dominated by thick-f

ughter, her parents died at an early age. She was a girl who isolated herself, so she wasn't

helle. She was dispensable, which meant it

ge that used to unite t

air and pressed his fingers

mien turned around to leave. Just then, the man

the phone and hesitantly approache

his desk and asked unh

divorced now so there's no need for you two

eady! The man was on

rateful for the generous alimony you gave her. Last

erard furtively and m

of being a

im as a male prostitu