Book cover of “One night with Ex-Husband“ by Anjaani

One night with Ex-Husband

  • Genre: Romance
  • Age: 18+
  • Status: Completed
  • Language: English
  • Author: Anjaani
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How would you feel if you found yourself back with the very person you were desperate to leave behind? What if a moment of passion with your ex-husband turned into a harsh morning of regret? As she woke to the gentle caress of the morning breeze, her body barely covered by a quilt, her senses sharpened. The birds chirping outside, the scent of fami... 

Prologue

The energy inside the club was at its peak, and aloof from the crowd, there stood a woman in the corner, Myra. Dressed in a beige-colored body-hugging dress with bold red lips, she looked nothing less than a seductress, though petite, yet there was something about her that was intriguing. She was accompanied by her friend, Sharon, who was doing everything to engross her in mischievous chat about men around, but to no avail. Myra’s eyes told everything that she was feeling from inside; sad.

“Myra, you have to let him go,” Sharon said, interrupting her thoughts.

Sharon observed how Myra was only holding her drink and was lost somewhere.

Giving her signature smile with a glint of sorrow, Myra replied, “He already left me. Can I do anything now?” With that, she drowned her drink in two chugs.

“Woah! Let’s go and burn the dance floor!” Myra said, sounding cheerful.

Sharon couldn’t help rolling her eyes at her failed attempt.

The in-house DJ was playing the trance. Myra closed her eyes and lost herself in a daze, letting the music slowly fade her sorrow away. With each beat, she felt her mind replaying her past in front of her, and one by one, she was letting it out of her memoir.

Suddenly the music seemed to stop. Loud voices could be heard from somewhere near the bar counter that was designed in such a way it looked like an underground floor rather than a part of the club. Myra opened her eyes and saw the same confused expression on her friend’s face. When they noticed that the crowd started gathering towards the railing separating the counter and the dance floor, they immediately walked towards to see the cause.

Myra heard an angry voice followed by a loud grunt. Her instinct suddenly went on high alert on its own, which seems to have confused her. She could make out a male voice who was yelling profusely while hitting someone.

Why do I feel scared all of a sudden? She thought while walking briskly along with her friend.

When she had a clear view, she saw the back of a man who was crouched down on someone, clutching the collar, and was giving a punch one after the other. She felt her eyelids start fluttering like a bad omen. She didn’t have time to register when suddenly she heard the man who was hitting roar, “Son of a bitch, you dare! SHE IS MY WIFE!”

She gasped and held her breath as she was too familiar with the voice and the anger behind it. She snapped out of her thoughts when she felt a burning gaze on her, and her black orbs immediately locked with the brown ones.

She couldn’t stand on her shaking legs and almost lost her balance when Sharon held her. She, too, had the same horrid expression as Myra.

The rage Myra saw in his eyes made her flinch, and the next moment she ran, she ran to save herself before the promised wrath in those brown eyes could engulf her. Her instinct told her to run, and she obliged without caring for the direction she was going. When she came to her senses, she realized she was in one of the restrooms. One look at her reflection froze her.

What she saw was the reflection of a woman who was trembling violently, her face tear-stained which she didn’t even realize till now. She put her trembling hands over her mouth to stop her whimpers. The neighboring girl gave a sympathetic glance, and Myra quickly averted her gaze, turning the water faucet with her trembling hand. She was startled when she heard someone shrieking.

“Who the fuck are you? This is the women’s restroom, you asshole!”

Before Myra could comprehend who shrieked or whom that girl was cursing, her forearm was harshly pulled, and she came across the same angry orbs.

She froze when she realized Abram followed her inside the restroom.

All she saw was fury in his eyes, which was scanning her from head to toe, and the scowl deepened, noticing her body-hugging dress. His nostrils were flaring like an angry bull.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” before she could open her mouth, he continued.

“What the hell are you wearing?” Abram yelled while roughly grabbing her by her forearms, making her flinch.

“Please…..” she gulped in fear and continued, “please, you are hurting me.”

She didn’t know whether she should be happy to see him after two years or she should be afraid of his anger as before?

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