ACCIDENTALLY MARRIED TO THE BILLIONAIRE SINGLE DAD (Gabrielle and Damon) novel Chapter 17

DAMON’S POV

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“That’s business for you,” Mr Will was saying. “You have to be ruthless. And that’s why Damon Gravari is my favorite business partner.”

They all laughed and I was wondering what was funny about that. I pasted a forced polite smile but my attention was focused on someone across the room.

I saw the man from earlier still staring at Gabrielle as she walked into the powder room.

He waited until she disappeared into the powder room before slipping his drink onto a tray and following after her.

“Excuse me,” I said, dropping my glass on the nearby table. “I’ll be back in a few minutes.”

I moved through the crowd quietly, ignoring the calls of a few associates who tried to stop me for small talk. My focus was already fixed on the man ahead of me. He pushed the door open slightly and peered into the powder room like a goddamn

creep.

I didn’t think twice.

I grabbed him by the back of his collar and dragged him out into the men’s room before he could even react.

“What the hell-”

I slammed him against the wall hard enough to knock the breath out of him. “You’ve got five seconds to explain why you’re following my wife.”

His eyes widened. “It’s not- I wasn’t- I just wanted to talk to her, man!”

My fist moved before I could stop myself. My knuckles connected to his jaw and I heard a loud crack.

I didn’t stop there. I lifted him and hit him hard against the floor. His back arched off the floor and he screamed in pain.

I took a step back and exhaled.

“You hit me!” he screamed, clutching his face, his eyes wild.

“Stay the hell away from my wife,” I said with a flat voice. “One step closer and I’ll break more than your jaw. And if you ever look at her again, I’ll make sure it’s the last thing you see.”

He nodded desperately, “Yes, yes. I won’t even look at your wife. I’m sorry.”

I fixed my cufflinks and adjusted my suit. “Good Glad we could talk.”

Then I walked out, taking another glass from the server nearby, and joined the party.

GABRIELLE’S POV

I stared at her in shock as she powdered her face. “You’re what?”

Her lips curled into a smile. “I’m his ex–wife. The second one. My name is Naomi.”

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Chapter 17

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My fingers went numb around the lip stick I was holding. For a second, I thought I hadn’t heard her right.

“His what?” I repeated, my voice quieter this time, because something in her eyes told me she wasn’t joking.

“His ex–wife,” she said again, slower now, like she wanted the words to sink in. “I was married to Damon before you.”

The room suddenly felt smaller and hotter even though the air conditioning was in full blast.

“How long?” I asked, trying to keep my voice even.

She tilted her head, watching me with something that looked too close to pity. “We were married four years ago. divorced after a year. He decided marriage wasn’t his thing.”

I blinked, forcing a laugh that sounded hollow even to me. “And now it suddenly is?”

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