My Ex-Husband Is A Billionaire

Chapter Eighty-two

Andrew’s penthouse was bathed in the warm, golden glow of the setting sun as Emma arrived for their usual secret meeting. The luxury apartment, nestled high in the heart of the city, offered a breathtaking view of the city below. The richly decorated living room, with its furnishings and glass windows, was the perfect setting for their rendezvous.

As Emma entered, she couldn’t help but admire the luxury of the place again. “This place is so incredible,” she murmured, her eyes wandering across the property.

Andrew, standing near the expansive windows holding a drink, turned to her with a charming smile. “Glad you like it, Emma. But let’s not talk about that.”

As the door closed behind her, Andrew approached, his chiseled features reflecting the turmoil of their situation. He drew Emma closer, and their lips met in a kiss that tasted of secrecy and resolve. Their lust for each other was the anchor in their strong bond of vengeance.

They settled into the soft sofa, facing each other. The