Page 45 of Scandalously Yours

“Thanks,” I responded, then placed my balled up fist on the wall beside the doorframe.

The man tucked his head back inside and closed his door, and I let out a growl. Alessia had not only left me, but she left town, and I knew it was because of me. She would expect me to come over here, and she made sure that she was gone when I did. My unanswered calls had been intentional. She didn’t want to see or hear from me, and I knew why.

I cursed a blue streak all the way back to the elevator. Alessia was God knows where, and all alone due to my situation with Hayley. It’d all become too much for her to handle. Hell, if I was being honest, it was getting that way for me as well. I stormed into the elevator and tried to maintain my composure. Someone was about to pay for this, but not in a way that she ever expected. I walked through the doors as soon as they opened and right back out to Mason’s car.

My friend arched his brow at me when I got inside. “Short trip for something that seemed so important.”

“She wasn’t there,” I responded, then tugged on the seatbelt as I put it on.

“She?” he asked.

“I don’t want to talk about her or anything else right now. I just want to go home.”

“Sure thing,” he said. Once we were out on the road, he spoke again, “I’m really sorry Hayley is dragging your name and reputation through the mud. This will all blow over. It didn’t seem like they had anything to charge you with, anyway.”

“Of course not. I don’t abuse women, not even her. This was all a scare tactic to force my hand in the divorce.”

“That sucks.” We left things there, especially since he could tell I didn’t want to talk about it.

Titans were powerful men, as well as private ones. I had a way to hit Hayley where it hurt without ever laying a finger on her. I would soon have everything I wanted, and she would be left with nothing. I would have my children, wealth, and Alessia, while Hayley would be alone and miserable like the bitter bitch she had become.

We arrived at my building and Mason looked over at me. “Rhyann should be done with rehearsals so I’m going to head home. Just know that I, and the others, are here for you if you need anything.”

“I appreciate it,” I replied, then forced myself to smile. “Give that woman of yours a kiss for me. We’ll all need to get together soon.” With that, I exited the car and hurried inside. I was laser-focused on what I needed to do, so as soon as I got into my penthouse, I dialed another number and when my attorney picked up, I started to talk. “You remember that file I had given you for safekeeping?” At his response, I smirked. “Here’s what we’re going to do...”

I outlined the steps I wanted him to take from requesting full custody of the children, to ending the separation so an immediate divorce could be obtained. He would offer her a set amount of cash to agree to the terms, or else I would release the photographs I had of her. Once the attorney drew everything up, he told me he would attach a photo of the evidence and forward it straight to her lawyer.

You want to play hardball, bitch? Then you’re about to go down in flames, and I’m going to enjoy watching you burn.

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