The Billionaire's Ex-wife

NAYA'S POV

I couldn't tell if he heard me or not, but I could definitely tell that I was livid at the sight of him pounding into another woman.

My face was a deep, fiery red as if the very blood in my veins was boiling with rage.

“Ivan!” I screamed his name as he paused for a moment and looked at me. An amused glint was evident in his eyes. What?

Then I instantly knew that his actions were all intentional. He asked for me after 30 minutes so he could show me his crazy escapade.

“Oh, there you are!” He acted surprised for a moment before he climbed off of the bimbo, who smiled contentedly at my expression and didn't even bother to grab the sheets to cover up her naked self.

I balled my fists as I felt an uncontained fury at Ivan and his other woman. Then I shook my head and refused to cry and become an object of ridicule in their eyes.

Ivan walked up to me, naked. Then I was stupidly distracted from my wrath for a moment and blushed at the sight of his naked body and his full-blown erection.

“See…” He began as he walked towards me. “I'm glad to know that I still have that much effect on my little wife.”

Then I looked away from him in embarrassment and tried to summon back my rage, but being so close to him felt like a soothing balm to my wounds.

“Why are you doing this?” I asked as I looked back up to him.

He smirked at my question. “It's simple.” He said as he leaned in to whisper to my ears when he was closer. “It's just to crumble whatever hopes you have about us being a normal couple.”

“What?” I breathed out.

“Are you that dumb to read the handwriting on the wall? I hate your guts! Don't you get it?” He muttered under his breath.

I felt a pang of weight on my chest. That can't be true, I know Ivan loves me. He does right?

“Those are all lies, I don't believe you!” I said with the little confidence I had left.

Ivan snorted at my words.

“Ivan baby, come back to bed…” The bimbo said as I stared at her impatient expression.

“Leave.” I heard Ivan say as my eyes snapped to look at him.

“What?” My voice was low and disappointed.

My lips were compressed into a thin, white line, the skin around them stretched taut with tension. I felt a tiny, almost imperceptible tremble play at my lips and betray the depth of my emotions.

“Leave Flora!” Ivan raised his voice as he looked over his shoulder at the bimbo whose name was Flora.

A sense of relief washed over me at the thought that Ivan probably wanted me to stay instead. Then my arms ceased to be rigid at my sides.

“What? She's supposed to leave and not me!” She retorted.

“I said leave, now!” Ivan’s glare made her reluctantly slip on her underwear, grab her dress, and move away from the bed.

I watched her roll her eyes at the both of us and walked out of the room.

Then Ivan’s naked body and his eyes were fixated on me.

“You.” He said with a mix of thrill and then disgust.

“You can see that I'm still hard…” He trailed off as my eyes narrowed down to his erection. The sight of it made me swallow the lump at the back of my throat.

“Y-Yes…” I stammered as I stared right back up at him and met his darkened gaze.

Before I could analyze his facial expression, he pulled me away from the entrance and pushed me to the bed.

“Take off your clothes!” He commanded as my lips trembled. His erection dangled above me.

I reluctantly slipped out of my clothes, undid my bra,, and got rid of my panties. I realized that my own actions turned me on against his darkened gaze and his full-blown member.

I watched him drool at the sight of my naked body as he ran his hand through his hair.

“Now, on all fours!” He instructed, and I wasted no time obeying him.

I quickly positioned myself for him, my core was already wet and obviously desired his thrusts.

Then he teased me with his fingers and I bit my lower lip before he finally pushed into my walls and began his uncontrollable thrusts.

I moaned and grabbed the sheets for support as he continued to pound into me.

“Harder!” I heard myself moan and he wasted no time to increase his pace.

“Fuck!” He growled and continued to pound into me.

I choked and coughed, my fingers dug shamelessly into the sheets as I became a willing recipient of Ivan's desires.

He pulled away for a moment before he spun me to lay with my back to the bed. Then he parted my legs with his knees and continued his thrusts.

I held on swiftly to the bedframe with one hand and then grabbed his back with the other.

He pounded desperately into me without restrictions or control. Then he released inside of me and jerked away from me like I'd burned him.

I panted and tried to catch my breath, and then I saw him head to his drawer, and he pulled out a couple of papers to glance through them more. He walked back to the bed and threw those papers at my face.

“Sign them and get the fuck out of my life!” He hissed and I grabbed the sheets to cover up myself before I gathered the scattered papers to look at them.

I bit my lip so hard that I intended to draw blood.

“Ivan…” I began with a voice I didn't recognize to be mine. “What's the meaning of this?”

“Exactly what it means, or are you so dumb that you can't read?” He glared at me as I bit my lip some more to stifle my sobs.

“No, I'm not divorcing you and I won't sign them!” I retorted.

“Then you obviously have a death wish!” He growled. “Get the fuck out of my room this instant!” He commanded and I threw the papers aside and blinked back the tears that blurred my vision as I grabbed and slipped back into my underwear.

“Good grief.. you're so fucking slow!” He yelled at me as he grabbed his bathrobe from the chair and slipped into it.

Then suddenly, there was a heavy downpour of rain as I paused to see the lightning peek through the curtains.

“Wear those rags of yours and get the hell out!” Ivan looked impatient despite the downpour of rain.

I quickly pulled my dress over my head and grabbed my purse.

Before I could register anything else, he pulled me away and pushed me out of the room.

“Ivan… no please, don't do this!” I pleaded as he snorted at me and nodded at the thought of nothing.

“As always, you're a pretty good fuck!” He said as I furrowed my brows at him.

“My secretary will deliver the divorce papers to you after the rain, so get the fuck out of my face!” He growled and gave me a final push and slammed the door in my face.