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Chapter 7

I couldn't believe my eyes if Christian was really here and not just here but kissing me!
And what was I doing? Nothing.
I could neither move nor react. Perfect! Just perfect.

When the initial shock wore off, I tried pushing him.
Keyword: tried!. Because he did not  budge!

I swear this man is made of steal. I tried again but did he move?
NO! What is he? The Hulk?
Okay, okay I know I should seriously stop watching animated movies with Aiden but you can't deny the fact that they are good!

I'm going off topic again!
When Christian realized that I wasnt responding, he pulled off.
"What do you think you are doing? " I tried yelling but as usual I always lose my speaking power in front of him

" you talk too much. I had to do something to shut your mouth. " wow, just wow. Was this his explination of kissing me?

" you don't shut somebody up by kissing them! But coming from you i  can expect absolutely anything! Now we you move your arms and stop... " neither was he listening to what I was saying nor did he let me finish.

"Why did you start modeling? " he questioned out of blue

"Huh! What more were you expecting? Sitting in the corner of my house and crying my eyes out just because my jackass of a husband couldn't believe me? Nah not my style" okay, I know I cried but he doesn't need to know that.

"Crying? Well, of course I expected you to cry after all your personal ATM was no longer yours! " he said through clenched teeth. I swear one day he will have no teeth left if he continues clenching them so much!

But wait, what did he just say!???

"And I am thankful, you are no longer mine. I am happy with my life and I sure as hell don't want you. " I all but lied.

As soon as I said that he got angry. But what exactly was I supposed to do? Open up my arms and be like oh thank god you are back. I missed you.!!!

"And so you decided to become a even bigger whore than you already were! Modeling? Really? You are now selling your body? How cheap can you get? " Oh My God! He did not just say that!

But I was pathetic. He had a effect on me which nobody else had and he still did. My eyes were filled with tears. He still didn't believe me. Its been 2 years and he still thinks the same.

I knew if I would keep quite for one more minute, I would start crying. So I snapped at him. The only way to show that I am angry not sad and now he had no effect on me.

"Its my life! I can do everything and anything I want with it. You don't get to ask me anything after throwing me out. " I yelled

"Really? What would you do if you found me sleeping and sucking faces with some low life huh? " I would kill them but I didn't say that.

" I would confront you. Ask for an explination. At least give you a chance to explain yourself rather than throwing you out of the house in the middle of the night " I said and I meant it. I would never do what he did to me. Never

"Explination? I don't think there was any explination needed after seeing all the proofs. You really did sleep with him. " he was getting angry with every passing minute.

"And if that wasn't enough now you are modeling to humiliate me even more " huh!?  how was my modeling and his reputation even related? Is he on drugs? What is he saying??

"Humiliate you? We are hardly related anymore. I stared modeling because I didn't want to be called your ex-wife. Being an ex-wife is overrated " and that was the truth. Just because your husband is a multi-billionair, it does not mean you loose your own identity.

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