DIVORCE? ON

drop me in the estate, and that he dropped

ned at the gate all the way to the main house, held guns and stood near the

eart sank. I knew that tone, that look. Malek definitely knew

for no reason. Barney's expression remained neutral. "I'm

tand. Sorry," I replied an

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s he felt my presence. "You have grown nerves, Zahra. You have become audacious and no

owry; I bought you with money I could use to pick up and fuck fifteen billion girls! And you dare humiliate me?" He scowl

ith him; he called you, and the things I heard... they were so horrible that if I hadn't recalled the amount I spent on you, I would have returned you to your parents imm

me with rage in his eyes, but I didn't falter. "You won't get rid of me so easily. I haven't suff

child will ever come from my sperm looking like a deserted cactus. I was convinced that you cheated on me, but I chos

t? Let's see if she'll give birth to that child!" I scorn

d to hit me with it, but at that moment, a gu

into his rough skin. "I want my child to return to this estate! And I will leave if I get

irt, and ran away. I took in a deep

and I felt it hurt more than ever. I strode over

ed on the wall as he folded his muscular arms around his chest, with an unreadable ex

as he walked toward me. His hands gripped my chin,

cold baritone voice, his words dripping

documents to sign off the estate and all other properties to my son. Don

ms across my chest. But he said nothing an

u find. I'll send Gotham and Blazer to pick

oom, and immediately he said that I rushed t

the drawer under the bed. I had one under mine, and

under the bed and

s that the boy was my son, but I turned it over and saw, written

er, his mistress, who had already signed the will to be half of the

d that Malek had shown me, all over again. But I looked down to the bottom

that I sti