Chapter 63. My Keira

CLINT’S POV

As I held an almost finished cigarette in between my fingers, I stared at the pictures of my ex spread out on my study desk. They were all pictures of her in different places, going about her daily activities.

I had hired someone to investigate the whereabouts of my ex-wife. It was essential because I was trying to dig up and find some dirt on her. I hated how she had a chokehold on me, one I could not break free from. I needed leverage on her, and although it was not a decent way, it was the only way I could do it.

I picked up a picture from my desk and stared at it. In the picture, my ex-wife was seen coming down from a car in front of a large law firm. I sighed as I gazed at her brown, curly hair and her chestnut eyes.

I could not stop thinking about her. My ex-wife. Even though it had been years since we officially ended things, she was still always on my mind, like a parasite feeding on me and draining me out.

I had completely forgotten