Billionaire's Ex Wife Is The New CEO

breaking, as they pushed through the sweaty and sloppy cr

of for dragging her best friend to a place like this—one that had never been a part

ago, Carmen felt the need to prove something. She was yet to understand what exactly the need was (and what it really meant to her), but what s

n’t done with him just as much as he was with

head and grinned brightly over her shoulder at Molly. “Of co

y asked, not so

undergrad. What has changed now? Don’t tell me you’re no longer a party animal. Becaus

rant of the incident that had prompted her to try to stay sober and out of trouble after one of her acquaintances had po

cious. Molly had always been a more daring version of Carmen, which was probably why they appeared so unlike on the surfac

nd her finger. A clean tell-tale that she was hi

t chats. Not to mention that the DJ had lately changed the track, which the partygoers welcomed with a loud cheer.

discomfort and commotion, they

club and the worst

for another guy she met and danced her way out of the club, blowing flying kisses over her shoulder. The only thing that seemed

h those clothes that felt expensive to the touch, he even smelt so damn good. Carmen could barely stop the moans and grunts from spilling as he dragged hi

out of the way so he could expose her breast and suck on

ey both struggled to even out

fire. “I haven’t...” she stammered. She simply couldn’t. Why was it so difficult to acknowledge it out loud? It’s not like she thought being

man she wanted to lose her virginity to. But she had been married once, betrayed

ke those words back the in

oulders. There was no need to provide such insignificant information. He would have found out anyhow if they had decided to keep going and see how far t

lifted his hand from her wa

she couldn’t h

spered almost instantly, yet Carmen thought the

drink and made her laugh more than she had in a month. She wouldn’t go so far as to say he was witty or flirtatious, bu

wrong. She couldn’t compare the two m

of her head but resisting the urge. Instead, she bit her lip and pushed herself off his

he looked. It might be the booze in her system or simply her resolve to get through the night,

w, she couldn’t care less. She just wanted to leave the hell out of this car and breathe in so

n moved away from him when she fel

ounding a little less patie

her gaze to where he sat, which was nothing more

e asked,

e night to figure

oment to reflect. “I

’m not into sleeping with women j

time, or at least her drunk mind was convinced that he was. Ronin was happy with Jenna. He didn’t think twice before bringing his lover home at the time sh

e her willingness to take him up on his offer. “I won’

econds of consideration before withdrawin

d up his sleeve. Hopefully, he won’t turn out to be a lunatic

led out his phone, putting it

ed, unsure whether sh

his attention to Carmen. For the third

I have reasons not to spend the night out. I hope that’s all right

ine.” The home was hopefu

od, never taking his

against his, her fingers dancing through the silk that was his hair—she couldn’t wait to d

ed and another unknown man got inside,

e couldn’t even tell why she asked him of such a silly thing--one-night-stand didn’t do

far ahead of the common

. The deep sound he emitte

nd into his, and Carmen marvelled at how

is palm nearly sw

nuckle, he whispered. “You’re an interes

to see a small girl no more than three years old starin

the fact Carmen was only faintly awake, and right there. “I think