Just Before My Wedding: Trapped By My Ruthless Boss novel Chapter 150

Chapter 150

Chapter 150

OCEANS.

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A taxi was still idling at the curb when I came through the gate, and I knew it was waiting for Kiss.

Then I saw her in the courtyard, squared off against Martin, jabbing a finger at his chest with a fury that had turned her whole body rigid.

Her hair was loose around her face, her eyes swollen from crying too much, and her cheeks flushed with anger. Martin stood in front of her like he had been asked to stop a hurricane with a clipboard.

The second my car door opened, she left him mid–sentence and came at me.

I got out, and her palm cracked across my face before I fully shut the fucking door.

Fuck.

There was silence.

Martin looked away at once, and the guard beside him suddenly became fascinated with the pavement.

Kiss stood in front of me, breathing hard, her hand still lifted between us as if she had not decided whether once was enough.

“How dare you?” she said.

My cheek burned, but I did not touch it. If I reacted to the slap, I would have to react to the pain behind it, and there was too much of it on her face.

I reached into my jacket, pulled out my wallet, and took out several bills. Martin stepped forward immediately, and I knew he was smart enough to know I needed the taxi removed before Kiss tried to use it again.

“Pay him off,” I said, handing him the money.

Kiss’s eyes widened. “You’re paying off my taxi now?”

Martin took the cash and moved quickly toward the gate.

I turned my gaze back to her. “Come inside.”

“You trapped me at your gate, paid my driver to leave, and now you want me to follow you inside like this is a scheduled meeting?”

“Kisarel-”

“No.” She backed up a step. “Whatever you have to say, say it here, or don’t say it at all, because I am not walking one inch further into anything that belongs to you.”

“I won’t have this conversation in front of my staff.” I lowered my voice. “And certainly not in a courtyard with cameras on every corner”

“Oh, of course.” She threw a glance toward the security booth, and when she looked back at me, her eyes shone with fresh anger. “Your staff. Your gate. Your rules. I forgot where I was standing.”

I looked at her shaking, red–eyed, magnificent, and breaking. But this was the wrong place for that.

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needed her to listen, and I’ll make her listen.

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I couldn’t let her walk out that gate and out of my life again without making her hear me out. I couldn’t, even if it made me exactly the bastard she already thinks I am.

So. I crossed the space between us, bent, and scooped her off her feet.

Her bag slipped from her shoulder and hit my side as her fist struck my chest, my shoulder, and my back as hard as her fragile hands could let her. But I kept walking.

“Put me down,” she snapped, breathless with rage.

I kept my arms locked around her.

“Oceans, I swear to God-”

“Save your strength.”

By the time we reached the apartment, my shirt was twisted in her fists, and her breathing was ragged.

I got her through the door and kicked it shut behind us before setting her down on her feet.

She slapped me again the second they touched the floor. “You monster!”

This one I felt all the way down. It was messier. Her hand shook afterward, and she curled it against her stomach like it hurt her too.

I stood there and took it.

I ignored the way she shook and the look of acute anger in her eyes as I reached for her and pulled her in, because I’d spent three days dying to do exactly that.

“Don’t touch me!” She shoved me off so hard she stumbled. “Who the hell do you think you are? Huh?”

“Sweetheart, please…”

“Don’t call me that!” She palmed her forehead, pacing the living room. “You think you can throw me out and have been back whenever you want? Think again!”

“I didn’t throw you out. I didn’t.” I took a step forward, but she backed away. “I swear I didn’t fire you. I wasn’t even in town.” She paused, and for one desperate second, I thought she was going to listen. Then she let out an ugly laugh. “Try another lie. This one doesn’t suit you.”

“Kiss, listen to me.” I was already losing the level voice. “I was gone. I had an emergency, family, my cousin nearly died, I was in Detroit, I lost my phone, I couldn’t reach anyone-”

She laughed again. It was an awful sound, all edges.

“Family” She wiped her face with the back of her hand. “The family you can’t stand to be in the same room with? That’s the emergency that was so important you left your company for three days for?” She chuckled. “Like I said. Try another lie.

“Yes. That family. Because there was no one else and Cassian was dying-”

“Stop.” She held up a hand. “Just stop. You think I’m stupid? You think you can stand here and feed me a story about a dying cousin and I’ll just what, fall into your arms again?”

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stepped toward her, and she stepped back, and it gutted ine. “Kiss, I swear to you on my father’s grave, I did not fire you. Harold did it while I was gone.”

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