Irresistible Boss Succumbing to Your Touch (Maria Anita) novel Chapter 452

Flavian’s POV

It seems my peaceful days are behind me. Henry finally returned from his trip and gathered the guys for dinner. He wanted news about Samantha, but ended up telling us that her ex-boyfriend had been threatening her and had also made threats against Manu, which drove me crazy.

When I got home, I tried talking to Manu, who simply told me she didn't even remember it. How does someone get threatened and not remember? The little one ended up distracting me with her sexy body, and I let the conversation slide.

But the next day, I was nervous and worried. And the call I received from Sabrina didn't help much.

"Hi, hubby! Have you confirmed that we're still married?" Sabrina was loving keeping me in this situation.

"Sabrina, go back to whatever hole you crawled out of and forget about me!" I snapped and hung up the phone, but it didn't help—it started ringing again.

"You used to be more polite." Sabrina complained. "Flavian, you're my husband, so you should take me to lunch at a nice restaurant and speak to me with more civility."

"Civility my ass, Sabrina! Forget about me, whatever scheme you've cooked up, I'll sort it out. Now go find something to do and leave me alone, I'm working." I didn't need this woman annoying me today.

"You'd better have lunch with me today, Flavian. Or I'll pay a little visit to that nymphet you've been sleeping with." Sabrina had been threatening me too much, and I was already pissed off.

"What do you want, Sabrina? I don't have time for lunch today."

"I want to move into our apartment. That's why I want to have lunch with you. I don't like staying in hotels for so long."

"What apartment of ours?"

"Don't play dumb."

"You're the one who's dumb! Don't you dare come near my house or Manu. If you do, things will get very ugly for you."

"Don't threaten me, Flavian."

"Don't threaten me, Sabrina."

"I'll give you a few hours to calm down, but we'll resolve this by the end of the week."

"By the end of the week, you'll be gone from my life, you devil's curse!"

I hung up the phone with a splitting headache. I left the police station and headed to Alexander's office. We had planned to talk with Samantha about the threats from her ex-boyfriend, but with everything that was happening, I lost control and acted like a jerk to Samantha.

Now my little one was angry with me. When she got home and said she would sleep in the other room, I went crazy. She was pulling away from me, and it really was my fault. She wouldn't even talk to me.

But there was someone else who wanted to talk. Sabrina was calling again. I thought it would be better to see what this woman wanted so she would leave me alone. I went to the hotel where she was staying, answering her fifth call on the way.

"Finally. I was just about ready to go to our house and kick that little nymph out," Sabrina spoke as if she owned the place.

"I told you to stay away from her."

"And I told you I want to talk to you."

"Resolve this diplomatically." She laughed with such mockery that made me want to strangle her. "Flavian, the only solution is for you to send that little nymphet back to the nursery and give me back my place as your wife."

"Has it occurred to you that I could file for divorce again?"

"Oh, but for that, you'd need to know where I live, and you don't." She laughed, feeling very confident.

"When did you become such a despicable person and I didn't notice?" I was disgusted. My father and she were helping each other, I was sure of that.

"When did you become so dramatic?" Sabrina said and laughed in my face.

I stood up and turned my back on her, ready to leave, but she called after me.

"Flavian, you have until next Friday. If you don't do what I want, I'm going after your little nymphet." As soon as she finished speaking, I turned around and went to her.

"You really think doing that will force me to do what you want? It won't. If you do that, what you'll get from me will be much worse. Go after her, and I'll expose your father's dirty business. And you know I know every single one of them." It was time to play hardball. I knew her father was involved in questionable dealings, and I would use that - she adored her father and wouldn't harm him.

"You wouldn't dare bring my father into this!" Her demeanor changed completely.

"Then don't you dare bring Manu into this!" I replied without hesitation. "You're trying to make a fool of me, Sabrina? Me, of all people? Push me, and you'll see how I'll blow this whole thing up."

I turned my back and walked away without looking back. How could I have been so wrong about someone? When I married Sabrina, I was twenty-five and still working at my father's company. I thought Sabrina was the woman of my life. But I was already thinking about joining the police force, which happened almost a year after the wedding. From then until our divorce, she made my life hell, trying to get me to leave the police and return to my father's company.

But seven years ago was the last straw - she gave me an ultimatum: either her or my career as a detective. I chose my career, and she filed for divorce, took everything she could, and disappeared. At first, I was upset and decided I would never get involved with another woman. But my sadness over her decision was quickly forgotten because I was more than happy with my profession. Sabrina became a distant memory, someone I rarely thought about, and now she's here making my life hell again. She was driving me crazy, but I would end this - I just needed to be patient and wait for the investigation and the legal process.