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“Yvonne, you have to understand, I know my brother a lot better than you do. I blame him, but if you were a willing party in all this, I want to know,” he said, stepping toward me.“In this? Do you know how crazy you sound? There is no this! There is no one plotting to overthrow you. There isn’t a coup. Whatever you think is happening is all in your head,” I told him.“We have—”I cut him off. “No, we have nothing. You can have my job. I don’t care. I will not spend another minute with you. You are not worthy of my time or attention, and you are certainly not worthy of my love. I can’t believe I was so stupid to think you actually felt something for me. It’s impossible for you to love anyone. You are so worried someone is out to get you, you keep everyone away. What a sad, miserable life you must have.”“I know you want your job. You’re pissed, I get that, but you’ll get over it. You’ll soon realize you want your job and your company, and you’llRelated chapters
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Kylian's POVI was in a worse mood than I had been yesterday. I blamed Kieran for it all. My wife had stormed out on me and refused to take my calls. I went to her apartment and she didn’t answer the door. I called her at the office and was told she wasn’t in. I, as usual, didn’t believe the excuse and went to the office to see for myself. She wasn’t there. She hadn’t gone in and Cynthia was mysteriously absent as well. Yvonne was following through with what she said. She wasn’t coming back to the company. Every time my cell phone rang, I expected it to be my lawyer telling me Yvonne had started the proceedings for an annulment. So far, it had been crickets.I couldn’t stop thinking Kieran had somehow put her up to everything. He was the one who had caused all this. I was going to make him pay. I’d nearly fired three people at work today, which told me I needed to do something to get my head straight. I couldn’t go on like this. I was about ready to eat a human. My job requi
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Kylian's POVI didn’t get a chance to swing again. He was fast. He swung back, his own fist connecting with the right side of my jaw. I was blinded by the pain for a few seconds before I managed to swing again.“You fucking dick!” Kieran roared, shoving his entire body against me, knocking me into a small table, sending glass flying.I bounced back, pushing against his chest and sending him flying backward before I lunged. He managed to hit me again before I could block his blows and hit him back. He dropped his shoulder in a football stance, driving me backward across the room until I fell over the back of a chair, my feet going over my head as I rolled backward.“Piece of shit,” I roared, finding my footing and racing toward him, ready to attack.I didn’t get the chance. Kenyon grabbed me around my waist, throwing me back several feet while Kyle grabbed Kieran. We were both breathing heavy as we faced off from across the room. I could feel blood dripping d
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Yvonne's POVI felt like a prisoner when I was the one who was the victim. There was no safe place for me to be. I was trapped inside Cynthia’s apartment and was too afraid to leave. Beyond the safety of her walls was the real world. I didn’t like it out there. It was a cruel place. I wasn’t ready to deal with it just yet. Hell, I didn’t know if I would ever be ready.I couldn’t go home. I knew Kylian was looking for me. He would try and convince me to stick with the plan. He’d apologize and do something that wore down the last bit of my defenses, and I would find myself right back in his bed. The man was slick. Worse than the best smooth politician. He would convince me his way was the best and like a dumbass, I would nod my head like a good little puppy and follow him back into his web of lies and deceit. I had managed to escape once and got pulled back in. I couldn’t make the same mistake this time around. It would only end up far worse.I had been dodging his calls a
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Kylian's POVMy apartment would never feel the same again. Before, it had been my refuge. It was the one place I could be and not feel like I had to pretend to be anyone else. I could kick back and relax in a pair of shorts and watch a game on TV. I didn’t have to be the stalwart businessman who never expressed emotion and always wore an expensive suit. I got to be the real Kylian Litt when I was at home.At least I used to be. The apartment didn’t feel like home anymore. It wasn’t the place where I could unwind and escape the demands of being the CEO of one of the biggest and most successful companies in the country. There were too many reminders of Yvonne. Hell, even her overnight bag was still sitting in my room, right where she had left it in preparation for our wedding night.I had been tempted on several occasions to open the bag. I wanted to feel close to her and touching her things was one way to do that. I knew she was at Cynthia’s house and I knew the addr
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Kylian's POV"Make sure the jet is fueled and find a flight attendant. I’ll pay triple their normal fee for the short notice.”“Uh, sir, I don’t know if it can be ready in two hours.”I was not in the mood. “It can be, and it will be. Have my jet ready and a pilot waiting for me in two hours. I’m leaving.”“Yes, sir. I’ll do what I can.”There was a long pause before he hung up to do my bidding. The guy was good, it was why I hired him and why I paid him so well. He would move heaven and earth to do what I asked. I smiled, feeling better about life already. I had taken the first step to making all of this go away. I needed purpose and leaving had given me that purpose. I headed for my bedroom, pulled my suitcase from my walk-in closet, and stared at the rows of suits neatly hung in rows by color. I shook my head. I wouldn’t need suits for where I was going. I wasn’t sure I would ever put on another suit again.I strolled to the back of the closet where I
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Kylian's POVIt had been six weeks since I had seen or talked to Yvonne. She’s left her job for good as far as I could tell. She hadn’t officially resigned, but I didn’t expect her to. She just never showed up. I had quit asking Cynthia about her. There was no point. I had waited a month before I appointed a new CEO. I hadn’t wanted to do it, but I couldn’t leave the company without a leader for much longer.I was a little surprised by Yvonne’s commitment to being pissed at me. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I had figured she would get over it and want to talk. She’d call me and say she wanted her job—her company—and could we talk about how that would work. I would tell her she could keep her company and we could stick to our original deal. It never happened.Six weeks was a really long time to be pissed. It wasn’t until that morning I had the stark realization she wasn’t getting over it, which was why I was leaving the country again. I was going to stay gone a l
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Kylian's POV“Mom’s in the hospital,” he said, and I felt my world tilt to the side a little and it had nothing to do with the alcohol.“What?” I replied, not quite believing the words.“Mom is in the hospital. I don’t have any details. I thought you would want to know,” he said in a friendly tone despite my own surliness.“What happened?” I asked, needing information.“I don’t know. Kenyon called and said the ambulance was taking her in,” he explained.I ran a hand through my hair, reminding myself I needed a haircut. “I don’t understand. Is she hurt?”Kieran sighed. “I really don’t know anything. Kenyon called me, and I called you right away.”“Which hospital?” I asked, looking down at my attire.I was dressed for a tropical vacation in khaki shorts, a T-shirt, and a pair of loafers. I felt a little weird to be going out into public without one of my tailored suits, but I wasn’t going to waste any time changing to impress anyone. My mo
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Yvonne's POVI heard the doorbell ring and knew it was Cynthia with the groceries I had ordered from the local market. I had become a shut-in. It wasn’t only because I was hiding from Kylian. I was, but it was also because I felt miserable. The morning sickness was an all-day sickness. When I had my first appointment with the obstetrician, I was informed that some women experienced morning sickness for months … and it could last all day. I was not looking forward to another six months of throwing up for random reasons. It could be what I ate, what I looked at, or what I smelled. The worst part was I never knew what a trigger was until it was too late.Cynthia was bringing me groceries and we were going to make a healthy dinner together. I had to eat right for my baby. Without a job or anything else to do with my time, I had spent a lot of time shopping online. I was already shopping for nursery items as well as maternity clothing. Today’s shopping spree had included grocerie
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