His Regret: Her Revenge

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r him. Five years scheming a pl

is lips muttered. They were plump

reality. My imagination was getting the

tion. I tilted back a lit

responded, and he scoffed while

r and he had

ook qu

e ducked his head at me as though

s sonorous voice and I snap

ng like a gentleman

he was just a step closer. My ex-husba

fist, glaring at him. Obviously

ly deceiving a naive girl like I was

ve become a fan," he added snapping a finger and let

ke the place lively and hid

him. That snap, that smile, that vo

ontrol, I was sure

, as my eyes never left him. He seemed to

sex tool... that's all you ever wanted," I asked, attempti

most choked

hough I was behaving strangely

before?" He a

ent soon. Couldn't he see I was the one? Missdra? I only

tner. He was the reason I was here, to crack a busi

to set the other patrons

words to describe this situati

, his appeara

ng at where I was. He nodded

but I keep falling for that," he t

snapped again, boiling and cle

" he reminded with a mild ton

, his eyes, everything a

ure enough, wasn't his cruel affection enough? Wh

to let go of the situation

claimed, and he suddenly shrugg

ut the business, and it s

ick the lighter in his

ra?" He murmured grudgingly, and I drie

ays, and he never mind

dy," he mutters, not seeming s

xhausted and pissed off by his

egan to twirl the pasta. He wasn't a fan of

me our only form

, like my head was transparent, and he was fasc

tion instead turned my stomach every bit a

how he told me that

feet and back up again. In short, he was star

important the deal would be, and

, how gentle he was, warm and w

e man who was dead. My ans

s?" He suddenly questioned, his eyes confused as he

s packing u

it, I'd just chase you back," Dante con

ed by his statement. It was as he thought he said

he quickened his breath,

e. My fingers ran through my hair as I

ssed on. His eyes met th