ACCIDENTALLY MARRIED TO THE BILLIONAIRE SINGLE DAD (Gabrielle and Damon) novel Chapter 183

CHAPTER 183

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HER ACCIDENTAL HUSBAND

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DAMON’S POV

FLASHBACK

The morning I signed the last of the divorce papers, I felt nothing.

Cassie wept across the table from me.

Her mascara had tracked two perfect lines down her face and her lawyer kept sliding boxes of tissues toward her.

Mine kept sliding documents toward me.

I signed each one without hesitation.

Cassie looked up at me between ages, her eyes red and swollen, and said, “Please. Damon. Please look at me.”

I looked at her but I knew

There was nothing

I hated myse

elp.

worth finding except hate–for myself.

looking into my now ex–wife’s eyes as she cried without even feeling the slightest bit of

guilt.

Anger

Sh

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You’re a cold–hearted monster, Damon. I hate ve

ister who strangled his own father with his bar

sing the ability to feel was my

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ently softened. “But I love you. I know we discu

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knew she wasn’t the problem.

her go so she could find her happiness

pable of giving anyone the love th

any fifth failed marriage, I had

ould be the last.

a machine,” she sa

ning, but I trusted that things could change.

ldn’t find it with me.

rried again.

gh my lawyer. Then I had my driver take her to the house I had bought

ancial generosity.

mame I had already torgotten draped across my arm.

about leaving before we’d even arrived

it happened.

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I stopped walking, and the model said something but I didn’t hear it.

She was at the bar, and she was a mess- her red lipstick smudged, her face tear–stained, and her wedding dress torn as she took shot after shot.

That was the first thing I registered.

Because I knew what she looked like put together.

I had memorized it two years ago, without meaning or wanting to.

It was Tuesday morning in the lobby of one of my companies when she’d collided with my chest and grabbed fistfuls of my shirt to keep from falling.

Her eyes had been squeezed shut–terrified, almost, the way people get when they’re braced for impact–and I’d caught her without thinking.

Then I stood

liot while my heart did something I had never once felt it do in fifteen years.

stick first, then the small divot above her upper lip, and her lashes against her cheek.

olding her breath as she stared at the scattered files on the floor.

she said, moving from my hold and bending to pick them up.

away before she could even look at me.

in’t know why.

I only knew I went through the nearest door and put my back against it, while my heart knocked around in my chest.

Me.

Damon Gravari.

Hiding behind a door

An company building because of some strange woman.

I watched thro

Her eyes

She

ded around, searching for the person she had bumped into.

er eyes were brown and wide, a little too big but in a way that made perfect sense.

asked for her internship application to be sent directly to my office.

I took her contact information and saved it as: Red Lips

ond ring. “Gabrielle speaking. Who is this?”

Dy throat, and my heart jolted painfully again.

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The silencistace stretched between us.

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She rear rebched out and touched my jaw first. “Damon… are you trying to make me fathised harder for you?

That What wasn’t what I was expecting.

Herettes eyes shone with unshed tears.

She She leaned down and kissed me on the forehead before whispering, “Yes, marry you, Damon Gra

And and even though I knew what her answer would be, relief still coursed throughough me.

Toold took her hand and slid the ring over her finger, then brought it to my its aris and kissed it gently.

She She dropped the bouquet.

“I love you, Gabrielle,” I said, as I stared up at her. “With my heart, body, sody, soul–everything”

“Oh, Damon,” she cried.

I stood up and pulled her into a hug.

“I love you too,” she whispered against my chest, her tears soaking aking through my shirt.

I held her in my arms until I felt her body relax completelytavil stil she stopped sobbing.

Then I pulled back to look into her eyes, wiping her tears away away with my thumb. “Can’t have a weddir We?”

She laughed softly. “No. Speaking of weddings, fuck waith waing Let’s get married as soon as we move t

“I agree,” I said, my arms moving lower. “I can’t wait to set to see you walking down the aisle in a weddin beautiful bride.”

I could almost picture it—her arms linked with herfatienfather as she walked to me, a smile on her face ar precious jewels.

Her face turned a faint red, almost matching hierauser lipstick.

I lifted one of my hands and traced her bottondiporn dip with my thumb. “My delicate flower.”

I kissed her before she could respond, my, my hand inoving to her waist as I held her close.

Then I broke the kiss and gently pressed her head to my chest, just wanting to hold her under the mo

But my wife had other plans plans

I felt her hands undoing my zipper, and had before I could even decide on how to react, her soft hand wea

“Gabrielle-.-”

“It’s mine, remember?” she se ote off, her hands moving slowly over my length “I want you, husba

That was it.

My restramt broke.

We stripped out of our em casa tell onto the floor thickly covered in petals, our hands all over each

I intertwined one of my my hands with hers and placed it above her head as I thrust into her warmth.

“Oh my god, Jasno, as she moaned

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The silence stretched between us.

She reached out and touched my jaw first. “Damon… are you trying to make me fall harder for you?”

That wasn’t what I was expecting.

Her eyes shone with unshed tears.

She leaned down and kissed me on the forehead before whispering, “Yes, I’ll marry you, Damon Gravari.”

And even though I knew what her answer would be, relief still coursed through me.

I took her hand and slid the ring over her finger, then brought it to my lips and kissed it gently.

She dropped the bouquet.

“I love you, Gabrielle,” I said, as I stared up at her. “With my heart, body, soul–everything.”

“Oh, Damon,” she cried.