Hello!
So, the main story, Trillionaire after Divorce, is complete!
I know most perhaps wanted to see Matteo caught on his schemes, but remember, Olivia’s biggest issue is falling in love too easily. When she is in love, she trusts the person she loves so much that she begins to doubt herself. That is why she begins fearing that one day, Matteo will go back to how he was when he didn’t love her, and she will be stuck defending him. (That is still her biggest fear).
But because Matteo is good at calming her and because he shows openly how desperately he loves her, Olivia trusts him. Olivia says repeatedly that she is a fool for love, meaning she tends to ignore or explain away red flags unless they are obvious (That’s why she tells Matteo ‘don’t change’ in Chapter Forty: Ninja Librarian). (The only one who keeps her centred is Elizabeth, and she has been preoccupied for most of Act 2, allowing Matteo’s cunning side to thrive.)
Matteo has always been a schemer. Don’t forget he was initially using Olivia for a contract, going as far as leaking her information to a tabloid (Chapter Twenty-One: The Devil’s Weakness), and the only reason it was easy for Olivia to connect the dots was that she didn’t trust him or love him back then.
Of course, his schemes now won't harm her because he can't live without her, but taking the red out of a flag is only possible if you burn it.
Both characters have stayed true to their personalities.
I felt that I should clarify in case someone feels it’s a loose end.
But I do feel like there is a misunderstanding somewhere; Blair was never pregnant; she just thought she was**, and she relied on Victoria, who fed such thoughts so that she could embarrass Blair later. There was no miscarriage triggered by Christopher because there was never a baby. (This is explained in Chapter Fifty-Eight: Wedding Present).
On that note, I’ll continue with Christopher x Elizabeth’s story, thanks to the feedback. (❁´◡`❁)
I will keep it fast-paced, and the launch will begin on Monday. (I might take a short break after a few chapters, but I will communicate on this later)
The story will be a little dark with themes such as: suicidal ideation, dubious consent, stalking, and S.A(Not from the ML) mentioned, but I will mark the chapters as always and maintain some brightness; it’s hard to read a story that’s too gloomy, but I am a fan of romantic angst and smut, soo …hopefully, you’ll read through the second half, but please pay attention to your triggers—your mental health is very important.
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"I'm not asking you; I'm telling you that that's too much chocolate."I say calmly, staring into my employee’s brown eyes.Of course, Reimund, my head baker and the co-owner of this pâtisserie, rolls his eyes at my words."Hah! I'll die before I take pastry advice from an amateur like you.""How am I an amateur when I studied under your tutelage?”I respond, but the door's bell echoes in the empty space, forcing both of us to halt our discussion and smile. We haven’t opened the shop yet, but it's only five minutes to seven, and since Mitchelle has taken a sick day, it's just Reimund and me. We might as well start serving now.As if Reimund did the math, too, both of us speak at the same time."Welcome to Ombré-”"Welcome to Ombré Gold pâtisserie."Noticing that he is the only one who finished the greeting, Reimund looks up at me, but I can't drop my gaze from the man standing at the door dressed in all black.Christopher.He looks like the Grim Reaper; the only thing warming him up is
"Please, Reimund."I plead, leaning over the counter as I soften my eyes."No.""But you like Henry!""A. I love Henry and B. I told you that I need to prepare for my date today. You were supposed to help me, you know.”"I'll fill in for you.""Unless you can grow a Penis, I don't think that is possible."Reimund says with his eyebrows furrowed.His French accent gets more noticeable the more agitated he gets. It even makes his sarcasm sting."I meant I'll fill in for you next week and do the closing shift today, not that I will fill in for your date.""No, you make mediocre coffee, and your pastries don’t have enough chocolate. ""Wha- hey!""Look, Riley.”He sighs.“I love you; I love Henry. I want to part my legs for the big man who came here the other day, so if you do not tell me his number, I will spread my legs to my beneficial friend.”“You mean your friend with benefits.”He glares at me at the correction and continues what he was saying.“I endured painful wax on Saturday, an
The tinted windows give the car a cold feel, which does nothing for the atmosphere.“You look just like Henry.”Cindy says with a faint blush on her cheeks. Did her crush change?“That’s because he has one of those faces.”I add with a smile as I rub her hair.“Here.”I hand Cindy my phone after setting it to ‘kids mode’ to get her attention off Christopher, and she readily puts on a game. I don’t know the name of the game, but it has to do with raising cute pigs.“But…if he looks like me, then do I have one of those faces?”Henry asks with his brows furrowed.“Of course not. His is just…generic, you know. Doesn’t he look like Phil or Gary?”I mention the name of our gardener and mailman to instigate him, but Henry only looks more confused.“I think your mother doesn't know the difference between genetic and generic.”Christopher says as he passes me some documents in a folder.“What is this?”“Flowers.”He answers.A sneer curls up my lip at his response.My fingers open the folder h
“You're telling me you don't want a family?"Luca asked Christopher as he panted.It was a cold night, and after the fight with three druggies and their bouncer, they were sprawled on their backs, watching the moon in an abandoned building.Somehow, the moon looked bigger than usual."I do. I want a son, I don't know dick about girls but a boy, we'd be partners in crime.""Bull shit, you want to bring your child into this life?"Luca asked with a sour laugh."I want them to be smart, strong and hell; I know it’s a shit life, but it's still a life. I'd keep them safe, of course, but wouldn't it be fantastic if we could protect the things we love together?”"Hah, look, Lynn just texted me."Luca said sitting up abruptly as he held his phone.Luca was a jackass in many ways; he didn’t even pretend to listen to his well-thought-out reply.“Fine, go! Make a baby.”“If I make a son, will you raise him for me?”“Fuck’s sake, Luca.”Christopher grumbled with a smile.What would he have said di
[Aren't you angry?]Olivia asks through the phone; now that I have been caught, I no longer have to use a burner, and our calls aren’t limited to certain times of the day.I ponder her question as I stare at the suitcases piled on my bed for both Henry and me.The sound of screaming grows loud from her side, forcing Olivia to yell.[Hey! Outside! All of you- you too, Matteo!]After a while, everything falls silent.[Sorry, please, your answer Liz?]Will I be as happy as her if I do this marriage thing?"What if I get angry and lose Henry? My biggest priority is my son; you understand that, right?"I ask.[But he is uprooting you from your life!]To me, Olivia sounds spoiled; her husband loves her, so he will tolerate her tantrums. Christopher, on the other hand, hates me.So what if our one-night stand was good, non-consensual and mind-blowing, we are not each other’s types, and now we are stuck together."Aren’t you glad I’ll be seeing you soon?"I ask to end the topic she keeps brin
Trigger Warning: Implications of an attempted Suicide.Wow, what a blunt bastard—is what I want to say to him, but Henry is watching us too intently.“Let's talk about this later.”I say as the flight takes off, it only takes Henry a few minutes to fall asleep. It is only when I confirm this, that I continue.“I want to create a safe home for Henry; I want him to believe that his parents are in love.”“How? There is no fidelity in our vows, Elizabeth. You can fuck whoever you want as long as none of your affairs affect us, and I can do the same. Eventually, he’ll understand our relationship. Do you think the world is kind enough to pretend just to keep him at ease-”“Look at him!”I whisper-yell as I point at Henry, and again, he lifts his eyes from his computer.“If the world is unkind, then can't you be his kindness?”Christopher’s gaze softens, and a flicker of emotion crosses his hard features as he glances at Henry’s sleeping frame before his stoney expression returns.“What does
"Thank you for coming to see me at the airport, I’m sorry my future husband has a stick up his ass, but I’m okay. I’m really okay.”I say with a smile and hug her one last time.“‘Okay-okay’, or ‘barely holding on, so I might as well double down, okay’?”“Ok-”Ah shit, it’s so hard to lie to her; it’s like my body won’t permit it.“I thought so. I’ll visit you soon, with the whole family. Oh, why don’t we do Sunday family dinners?”“You don’t have to-”“No, our husbands are brothers, so there is no way either one of them will act prissy about it! We can do a potluck, well bring some food over and-”“I have barely settled in the country, let alone seen our new house, and I have a wedding to get to- no to attend as the bride in three days. Let me breathe first before we start setting up routines.”Olivia nods in understanding.“Mum?”Henry says in a small voice as he lifts his head off his shoulder.“Oh, he is awake.”Olivia says as she approaches Henry, but Henry hides his face on Chri
"I'll give both of you time to talk."I say as I brush past Alessio, who resembles a golden retriever. ‘Brush past’ because he doesn't make room for me to pass.I guess he is a bad puppy. Still, sex is off the table for as long as possible. I don’t want Henry to be uncertain about his position here or to know the other side of me.Thank God for sex toys.“I don’t…know where my room is.”I say before fully leaving.“You will be assisted by the staff.”Christopher says as he waves me off.“Great.”I say finally and leave the third floor of the house.There is an elevator, but…I don’t really like them. So, I take my time down the steps that feel as if they go on forever. I was panting on the way up, but I didn’t want Christopher to know how unfit I am. I guess lies about walking everywhere don’t count in making you fitter. Still, I should get some cardio in.Lily, the maid, tries to stop Henry from running up to me but fails when he slips between her hands."Sorry."I apologise on his be