Billionaire, Let's Divorce!

CLARA

I still remember that fateful day like it was yesterday. I had been aimlessly scrolling on the dating app with the thoughts of the lenthy assignment on my mind.

It was by chance that I had came across his profile on the app. But I didn't believe that it was by chance. I strongly believed that it was predestined.

Aiden and I were made for eachother.

I took the big leap and hit him up. His profile picture was so good looking and mouth watering that I didn't think he would reply to my 'hi, Mr hottie.' I had thought it sounded weird but apart from that, someone as good looking as him must have a stream of girls strewing his dm. He had more than enough girls to fuck and choose which one to really fall in love with, why would he want to add the girl who sent the weird. text? He probably would never even see the text.

Those were my thoughts but it didn't stop me from staring at my text, waiting for the miracle that would be his response. After a minute, I got tired of waiting for his response and spent a good half of an hour staring at his profile picture. Man, I literally wet myself just looking at his picture. It had taken a lot not to pleasure myself.

After a while, I dropped my phone with a pout and went to make something for dinner, all the while, hoping he'd reply to me.

As I finally decided to return to my assignment, he was on my mind and instead of getting the damn assignment done, I ended up scribbling his username all over my book.

Finally, I grew the guts to check it but he was still yet to reply. When I was about to exit the app, angry, his response popped in.

I had actually screamed in joy. He replied with "Hi, shottie."

The grin on my face that night was only re-created whenever we talked and a brighter version when we finally met each other.

We chatted the whole night that day then the days that followed until he was the only one I thought about and wanted to talk to.

We met and went on a few dates. Whenever we were together, the air was always charged with the intensity of our chemistry but he wasn't unchivalrous like I thought. So I waited, happily, for that day that we'd make things official.

I remembered even sharing my excitement with Anastasia. "I am so happy for you," she had said as she listened with rapt attention.

It was all going well, I was on cloud nine almost everyday. I told him everything, my fears, my worries, he always listened to me.

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Aiden was the man I had always dreamt of. The perfect man who would ignite in me feelings like never before and he did, just that he ignited me more than I bargained for.

I saw him as the father of my future children, my dream man, until one day.

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It had been another exciting day to see him again. To speak with him. To have him listen to all and unnecessary chatter with his soft loving smile. It was a new day to listen to his vibrant, authoritative yet calming voice, to hear his laughter that never ceased to warm my belly. To revel in the subtle pleasure whenever our hands touched. To bask in the honor of his gaze on me.

That day, I invited him to my place. Though he had never taken me to his place, I was eager to have him knowy place. I could wait to start planning sleepovers, movie nights and indoor dates for us. In a nutshell, I was ready to take things to the next level and see where it leads us.

At my first attempt of taking things to the next level, where it led us left a bitter taste in my mouth that I refused to swallow without a fight.

The day he was to come over, Clara also happened to visit the same day but I hadn't thought much of it. In fact, I wanted them to meet.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Till this day, I blamed myself for that. I should have known better. I should have hid him away until we were neck dip in a serious relationship.

Aiden came and was totally enamored by sweet Anastasia. Then it turned out that they had actually met

before when Ana first resumed school.

I still didn't think much of it until Aiden dropped the bomb on me one evening after our date.

He said, with no remorse, that he'd prefer it if we just remained friends.

By then, it was already crystal clear, I had just refused to acknowledge it. I didn't need to be t man that used to be all over me suddenly wanted to be just friends. told why the