Vengeful Tycoon Ex
366 Views · Ongoing · J.D. Pierce
In the pouring rain, his hands roamed over her body with merciless force, completely ignoring the fact that she was eight months pregnant.
The humiliation peaked when he thrust a lewd photograph into her face.
He gripped her chest with a bruising hold, his voice a low, lethal demand: "Did you pay these thugs to assault my secretary? Just because you suspected she was my lover?"
With that, he ripped away what remained of her clothes and shoved her out of the car. "Walk home. If you make it back in one piece, I might consider forgiving you."
No one knows how she made it back.
At dawn, she stood on the doorstep and knocked. When the door swung open, the woman from the photograph greeted her with a radiant, triumphant smile.
The humiliation peaked when he thrust a lewd photograph into her face.
He gripped her chest with a bruising hold, his voice a low, lethal demand: "Did you pay these thugs to assault my secretary? Just because you suspected she was my lover?"
With that, he ripped away what remained of her clothes and shoved her out of the car. "Walk home. If you make it back in one piece, I might consider forgiving you."
No one knows how she made it back.
At dawn, she stood on the doorstep and knocked. When the door swung open, the woman from the photograph greeted her with a radiant, triumphant smile.

















































