All Chapters of Divorced and Falling for the Tattoo Master: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

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BLOCKED

~ SIENNA ~He laughed, caught completely. “She did say you were smart.”I smiled back. “I might have missed it if you hadn’t looked like you were waiting for a biopsy result while waiting for me to agree to the ride.”To be honest, I didn’t know why I asked that question. Okay, I did. I wanted to feel flattered. To confirm I could still grab a man’s attention without trying. To tell myself I still had it regardless of what anyone thought. “I’ve never been a good actor,” he mumbled with a shrug. “But you must be an excellent negotiator. Margo wouldn’t do you this favour for nothing.”“Oh, you have no idea how many favours she owes me. Some are decades old.”My attention perked up. “Tell me about it.”“Mmm… Margo’s always loved celebrity life, and she used to make us play these dramas where she was a blockbuster actress and the rest of us were… well, whatever she casted us as. From rival actresses — who always lost to her, to valets to her fainting fans. And I was the one holding i

Upsetti Spaghetti

~ GAVIN ~ I stared at my phone for a moment after Sienna abruptly ended the call, the disconnect beep echoing rudely in my ears. Why exactly was she mad? I had laid out this boundary clearly. Why would she think I was bluffing? What about me suggested I was a man who talked just to hear his own voice? Something rustled behind me and I turned fast, instincts kicking in before awareness. This was Edward’s house. My father was somewhere on these grounds which meant I had to stay alert. Aunt Roseline stood beside a bush of yellow blooms, looking radiant in the dress she'd chosen for meeting her grand-niece for the first time. A swan brooch caught the moonlight on her chest, glinting every time she moved. “Is that how you youngins do the love thing now?” she asked, descending the few steps into the sunken courtyard. I'd left everyone inside to take Sienna's call — a call I'd been expecting from the moment I gave the order. Nearly the entire family was gathered there; Hannah’s

Robert Kessler

TRIGGER WARNING: Suicide~ GAVIN ~Arguing voices from open windows got louder as I approached. I could recognize my father’s — of course, he had to be at the center of every conflict. Then Edward’s and Uncle Thomas’s.I pushed the front door open and let myself into the waiting room, then continued to the living room. For the first time in a long time, my entrance into a family gathering was not met with an awkward silence. The three men were too busy tearing into each other to notice me. Hannah’s parents were in the room too. Her dad sat in his wheelchair on the far end, while her mom perched beside him on a reclining sofa, both of them watching the exchange stunned and speechless. The bone of contention must be really fat for my family to begin chewing it out in front of their in-laws. “The fact remains that you have no right to fire Lennon from his job!” Uncle Thomas was raving. “By virtue of being a Kessler, he has a guaranteed position at Steele group!”Fùck. I warned Edward

A miss and a hit

~ GAVIN ~I also learnt that Edward had been made president of Steele Group — a position that had always been meant for me. I harbored no resentment toward him for it. If anything, I felt sorry for him. My absence, coupled with the criminal record that would follow me after my release, had forced him into a role he had never prepared for. Our father had decided long ago in his twenties that he would be retiring at fifty-five. It was the reason I was drilled so hard over the years. I had to be ready to receive the baton and start running the moment he passed it. Edward was never part of that plan. He, of course, was an engineer, but never aspired to lead the company. That didn’t stop the responsibility from being thrust upon him. In the end, we were both paying the price for my mistake — each in our own way.“Protecting the business — and myself — is protecting you,” Robert stated pointedly. “It is protecting the Kessler empire my father left in my care — the same empire you all ar

No one needs to get hurt

~ GAVIN ~The room erupted. Gasps layered over each other — the loudest from Hannah's parents who had now moved even farther from us. Edward stepped to the side. "I could have your brains on this floor!" Robert's voice broke at the edges, his hand pressed to his face. "I could! Right now — I could!"Edward and Uncle Thomas rushed to him, urging him to breathe, to calm down, to just stop talking. Hannah's mother crossed the room and joined the program. Their low, urgent tones echoed in my ears as I stared at the bodyguard. His eyes were flat and professional, the gun unwavering, and his expression suggested the only thing standing between me and a very bad outcome was the word his employer had not yet given.And the employer in question? His rage was getting wilder by the second. In this state, he could very well decide to shoot and deal with whatever consequences later. I felt the weight of my own weapon tucked against my waistband, hidden beneath the loose drape of my shirt. Of c

Interview day

~ SIENNA ~I was walking but my feet weren’t touching the floor. No, really. I was so happy, it felt like I was floating on air. For maybe the twentieth time this morning, I admired my reflection in the mirror. A burgundy suit sat on my frame, making me look... unrecognizable. The jacket cinched at my waist before flaring gently around my hips. The skirt hugged my curves perfectly, stopping exactly at mid-knee as though it had been measured with a ruler. I couldn't remember the last time I wore a suit, but boy, oh boy, this fit was convincing me to dress like this every day. I looked every bit deserving of the job and, surprisingly, felt it too. How could I not when I had put in hours of practice for this interview?I knew the gaps in my CV were going to be a talking point and I was prepared to make a case for myself with everything else I had; exceptional work ethic, a Harvard distinction, and the kind of mechanical skill that didn’t expire just because it went unused.A soft kn

Banshee laughter

~ SIENNA ~At the reception, I gave my name and reason for my visit. The receptionist — pleasant and efficient — asked me to wait while he made a call. When he turned back to me, there was a faint note of confusion in his expression though he was trying to be professional about it. He set the receiver back on the landline’s cradle. “I’m not aware of any roles being filled at the moment,” he said carefully. “But evidently, the HR manager is expecting you.”He finished with directions, clear enough that I could have followed them blindfolded and in the dark.I thanked him and walked into the described corridor, stopping in front of the door marked ‘Human Resource Manager’. I stood there for just a moment, drew a slow breath, ran my best opening line one final time before pushing the door open and stepping in. The office was small and warmly decorated, with lots of wood panelling that had been left to look like wood and sunlight spilling in from open windows. The space felt welcoming.

Stripping in Miami

~ SIENNA ~“Nicole…” I started, then stopped, unsure what to say next. I couldn’t remember ever being insulted so blatantly. Harry and his mother would at least hide theirs in layers of euphemism so that I had to unwrap them like presents in my free time. “Nicole,” she mimicked, making a stank face while holding up her fingers like talons. “Oh shut up! You got my fiancé to call off our engagement and you thought I would ever forget you?”My tongue sat heavy and useless in my mouth. I couldn’t move it. At all. The whiplash from my excitement this morning to the disaster facing me right now was dismantling my senses. I was lucky I could still hear her. “No, silly,” she hissed. “I recognized your name right from the pathetic application mail you sent. There and then, I decided to take you on a jolly little ride. The role you’re applying for has been filled since last month.”So that’s what this was — revenge. The interview I had spent days preparing for was Nicole’s revenge. At leas

Stalked

~ SIENNA ~I caught her wrist an inch before it smashed into my face. It was pure reflex, nothing more. She jerked against my grip. I held on tight.She wretched harder, twisting herself until she tore herself free — and immediately reached for my hair. “Ow!” Pain exploded across my scalp as she buried her fingers in my roots. Without thinking, I grabbed a fistful of her hair in return. My bag slipped to the floor as I used both hands to yank back.What followed was not in any way graceful. We both tussled until we found ourselves bent at ridiculous angles, each locked in the other's grip. I twisted my arm between our bodies, trying to pry her hand off my hair while she craned her neck, desperate to relieve the pressure at her scalp. “Bitch—““Let go!” I screeched. “You first.”Neither of us could. She raked her nails down my chest. I answered by wrenching her hair even harder and sinking a bite into whichever unfortunate body part of hers happened to be in front of my mouth

The irony

~ SIENNA ~ You should call him, a part of my brain said to me. “No, I’m not speaking to him,” I replied out loud. You’re in potential danger and he’s most likely to know what’s going on. And reach you much faster.“Yes, but…”But…???I dug my fingers into my palm until it hurt, just to get me out of my head. Having a whole debate with myself was a new and very unwelcome development. Still, the logic remained hard to ignore. If this was connected to Gavin — and the probability of that was not small — I needed to know. And I needed to let him know about it. The journey to my block list felt like a walk of shame, especially since he hadn’t ever tried to reach me since the block. Did he even notice I blocked him? Damn. I scrolled past the numbers of cold-calling salespeople, and friends of Harry and I who seemed to care a little too much about how I was doing after the divorce, and some others I couldn’t recognize.It didn’t take long to find ‘Mr. Selfish 😈’With a sigh, I unbloc

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