Billionaire, Let's Divorce!

Sydney's POV

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Dylan smiled smugly, his palm caressing my back until he stopped at nape. "Good girl..." he drawled. Then his grip on my nape tightened so hard that I almost winced in pain. He snarled, "And if it doesn't?"

I smirked then as I bent to pick up the gun that fell, he had to release my neck. When he saw what I picked up, he growled, "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" But that was all. He didn't attempt to snatch the gun from me. He just watched and waited to see what I was going to do.

I held his hard gaze and took his hand. I placed the gun in it then I lifted my chin, baring my neck and made him press the gun to my throat. “I'm all yours," I purred, I pushed his hand so that the gun digs into my throat, slightly constricting my breathing. "If my love for you doesn't stand the test of time then do with me whatever you wish."

He smirked and his eyelids slightly dropped as he trailed down my neck with the gun until his hands fell to his side. In an instant, he was gripping my neck again and roughly kissing me.

He abruptly pulled away, gripped my forearm and literally dragged me to wherever he was headed. I looked back and gave Luigi and Lucas' grave one last look before I turned back.

I realized that he had brought us to the car. He yanked the door open and his subordinates that were seated in the car stared at both of us, stunned.

"Get the fuck out, you twits!"

The second the words left his mouth, his subordinates scrambled out of the car as if there was a fire

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"Come on," he pressed my head down and pushed me into the backseat, "Tie her."

They nodded and two of them were on either side of me. I quietly remained still and let them do as they were ordered, all the while I watched Dylan as he watched them tie me with an unfatho on his face. ble expression

When they were done, he turned to them. "Dispose of Luigi's body and get out of here." "Yes sir!" They chorused and quickly jogged toward the direction where Luigi's body lay. Then he got in the front seat and slammed the door shut. I thought he was going to drive off but he just remained there, motionless.

For minutes, we said nothing. One in a minute, our eyes locked in the rearview mirror for a second before he'd look away again. And I could see that at that moment, with me tied in his backseat and his men out of sight, he had let his guards down. Several emotions crossed his eyes as he stared ahead.

When he met my eyes again, his veil was back on. "Not that I need to explain anything to you... Luigi attacked me. You know he was going to kill me if he could..." he paused and I guessed he was waiting for

a response.

nodded slowly.

"I had no choice but to kill him, got it?"

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I nodded again.

"Good," he said coldly, "you should know what fate awaits you if you ever try anything stupid."

I nodded again.

He was still looking in the mirror. I thought he was looking then I realized that he wasn't. His focus was behind the car.

I turned my head as much as a tied person could and saw his men handling Luigi's body. My heart slightly ached when I saw his body.

I turned back to find Dylan's gaze on me.

I pouted, "Poor Luigi, I actually liked him. He was a cool guy. But he deserved what he got. How dare he try to hurt you."

His eyes searched my face then he looked away without saying a thing.

He gripped the steering wheel as if he was having a fight with it, stepped on the accelerator and sped off into the night.

It wasn't until I saw the restaurant I sometimes visited because the bacon and pancakes that the hotel where I am lodged made were trash that I realized Dylan was driving to the hotel.