Dear Ex Wife Please take me back (Athena and Alex) novel Chapter 153

ATHENA

“Hi,” Alex says, his deep voice a low whisper.

I ignore him.

Instead, I turn to Luca, narrowing my eyes.

“Call me Mrs. King one more time,” I say through gritted teeth, “and I’ll burn your house to the ground.”

Luca smirks like he’s actually amused. I make a mental note to knock that smile off his face one day.

Payback's a bitch.

That's for sure.

Then I shift back to Alex still standing before me, with his hand extended.

He is wearing a black and white tuxedo with his blond hair combed to perfection.

His cologne wraps around me but I maintain a straight face. I'll never admit how much I like his scent.

I don’t take his hand.

Instead, I step out on my own with my head held high, they wanted me here, fine.

They've got me.

I walk inside without glancing back knowing I'm turning heads as I feel a particular heated gaze on my back.

My body isn’t runway-thin, and it never will be. I’ve got curves and hips and an ass that made middle school hell. I spent years wishing I looked like Sloane, she is tall, willowy and flawless.

Supermodel material.

But that wish died the day I chose self-respect over starvation.

I embraced what I have. And tonight, it’s wrapped in midnight blue and making the room stare.

That was all it took for me to put society's stereotypes aside and embrace myself just as I am.

“Well look who we have here!” An annoying voice I thought I'd never have go hear again reaches my ears and I groan internally.

I try to bypass Melanie and her annoying goons. I mean, we are not in high-school for crying out loud!

“Extremely shameless if you ask me. Who did you sleep with to get a ticket?” She folds her arms and blocks my way.

I'm one second away from snapping. I know she's doing this to get a rise out of me and it might have worked had there not been a million cameras on stand by.

The last thing I want is Rayen having to hear how crazy his mother is from his friends at school.

“Mind your business Melanie.” I retort as I try to side step her but she block me again.

I step forward and step on her toes so fucking hard she has to bite her lip to stop herself from screaming in pain.

I guess I'm not the only one who isn't afraid of trending.

“Move or it won't just be your toes next time.” I warn in a whisper with a perfect smile on My face.

They think I can be bullied? I'm not some damsel in distress they knew back in med school.

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