You Belong To Me! Ex Wife

Chapter5

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A day earlier.

Trey walked to his car, raging with anger and disbelief, after handing the divorce papers to Lisa.

He couldn’t believe the nerve of Lisa; how dare she think he married her out of love? He scoffed.

He's Trey Collins, a business tycoon and king of the underworld. People tremble in fear at his sight. How dare she, who had the guts to bully him when he was young, think he could ever have feelings for her.

He laughed.

He bet when she finds out she was just a pawn to him, it would break her, and that would be the perfect revenge for him.

He stepped on the gas and drove to the old mansion.

Trey became a mafia at an early age.

Flashback to 10 years ago:

Old Master Collins, a grandfather Trey never heard of, came to visit. There were huge men in black suits and dark shades standing along the sides of the latest model of Rolls Royce, parked in a line.

Trey, who was 14 years old at that time, was standing in his room watching the situation outside from his window. He decided to go downstairs to find out what was happening and happened to eavesdrop on his parents’ and grandfather’s conversation.

“How dare you hide my grandson away from me?” Old Master Collins roared.

“He’s my son, Dad; I decide what to do with him.” Mr. Elijah, Trey’s father, retorted with the same intensity as his dad.

“Trey belongs to me, and you know that; that’s why you’ve been hiding him from me since his birth." Master Collins said angrily.

He has been searching for his son and grandson for the past 14 years.

Elijah decided not to let his child join the family business because of its dangerous lifestyle, filled with violence and crimes; their family comes from generations of mafias. They are the leaders of the underworld in country A.

All their mafia backgrounds were hidden and covered with their business world.

He eloped with his family to live a normal life, clean of blood.

Elijah changed his last name so his father would not be able to find them and come for Trey. He never thought his father would not give up on his search for them after 14 years.

“Our family business has been there for generations; I bent the rules because you’re my son; I agreed when you said you wouldn’t want to work in the underworld, and that too with a condition that your son would take over after me, and you agreed!” Old Master Collins yelled, hitting his finger on Elijah's chest.

“I won’t let you take my son; I agreed back then because I just wanted out.” Elijah retorted, not in the least intimidated by his dad.

“I’m not asking you; I’m taking him home to start with his training. You’re welcome to join us.” Old Master Collins stated with finality.

With that, he gestured to his men, and they started to search the house.

Elijah and his wife tried to stop the men, but they were no match for him and his wife. Trey, after realizing he was the person in question, tiptoed back to his room and locked his door.

After searching all the opened rooms, the men found out Trey was in the locked room and went to report to the Old Master.

He walked up the stairs with the support of his walking stick and knocked gently on Trey’s door.

“Child, please open the door; Grandfather would like to meet you.” He calmly said. “I have been waiting for so long to meet you; come on, open the door, and meet Grandfather.” Just then Trey opened the door and walked out to meet his grandfather.

They left for the old Collins mansion in country A on a private jet. His training started the very next day. He was taught both the traits of the business world and the mafia world.

Life wasn’t easy for him since his training involved pulling triggers, killing, escaping traps, and seducing women. At the age of 17, he became the boss of the underworld. He also became the youngest CEO in country A.

At 19, he had achieved countless goals in the business world and had defeated many enemies in the underworld.

He was a ruthless, domineering, and powerful CEO in the business world and a ruthlessly merciless man who wouldn’t blink at the idea of murder, torture, and making one disappear from the face of the earth without a trace in the underworld.

Every lady in Pearl City dreams of becoming his wife, or even just his w***e, but is also terrified of him by his powerful and deadly aura.

On Trey’s twentieth birthday. His family hosted a banquet to celebrate him.

However, Trey felt such an occasion was of little importance and decided not to go.

Because all he ever accomplishes on occasions like that is going around from one business partner to the other toasting and drinking, the only reason he doesn’t end up drunk by the close of such events is because of how he trained himself to have alcohol tolerance.

However, when he arrived at the banquet an hour later, he was delighted he did.

Standing amidst the guests was the face that had been occupying his thoughts for the past 6 years. Valerie Lynn, his childhood sweetheart.

She stood there, looking stunning as ever in a strapless evening gown, as her brunette hair fell down her back, complementing her blue eyes. Trey met Valerie when he and his parents were living in Country B before he came back to Country A.

Valerie was six years old back then; he wanted to be friends with her when he saw her being bullied by her aunt and cousin. She ignored him for some time but became friends with him when she saw him being bullied by her cousin Lisa.

Their friendship developed into love in high school; one day he didn’t catch sight of Valerie at school, so he went to her house to check up. But he was informed they had moved the previous day.

He sent detectives to track Valerie after he became boss, but the detective came back with a dead-end report.

He never thought she would come back to him on a silver platter. He took quick, long strides towards her, unable to control his emotions.

Valerie was astonished to see Trey; he looked like a Greek god, tall and muscular, with broad shoulders, tanned skin, oceanic blue eyes, and long black hair with a matching beard and mustache, wearing a three-piece white suit with polished black leather shoes.

How could one person possess all the traits of a Greek god? She smiles widely, showcasing all her white teeth to Trey.

“Trey...” She murmured admiringly.

“Valerie…” Trey whispered, out of breath. ”It has been a while; how have you been?” He asked as he reached for Valerie’s hand.

"I've been... good." Valerie said as they both stared at each other longingly. Just then the song starts to play, and Trey asks her if she would dance with him. She agreed. Henceforth, the two started to date.

Trey is head over heels in love with Valerie; however, whenever he and Valerie want to have s*x, he starts to have a severe migraine, causing them to stop midway through.

That’s the only reason why he ended up having s*x with Lisa. He needed to have s*x, and Lisa, just like all the other bitches he had f****d to relieve himself before, was living with him. Even though he felt remorseful when he realized he was too rough with her since it was actually her first. Surprising, right?

So he decided not to ever have intimacy with her again. But he kept craving her, obsessing over her, urging him to have constant s*x with her. He just couldn’t get enough of her.

-/Present Time/-

The drive to the old mansion took 40 minutes. Trey got out of the car and headed to the main door to find old Butler Zane.

“Welcome home, young master.” He bowed, took Trey’s suit, and opened the door for him.

“Thank you,” Trey said, taking the lead. His face was cold and dark, void of any emotion.

“The madam is in the dining hall,” Butler Zane reports. Trey nods and heads in that direction. Just then his phone started ringing. He answered through his earpiece.

“Speak!” He demanded.

“Boss, the madam has fainted,” Brad reports. Brad is one of the personal bodyguards Trey arranged for Lisa’s protection. But Lisa, not aware of his job as a mafia, rejected them. So they watch her from afar.

“What happened?” He growled.

“Boss, the madam remained kneeling after you left; she fainted when she tried to stand.”

“Take her to the f*****g hospital.” He said, feeling aggravated with himself for worrying about Lisa. He hates Lisa. But he can't help it; he instinctively worries about her.

"Okay, boss,” Brad said as he hung up. Trey went to the dining room to find his mom setting the table. Mrs. Rosa likes doing the housework; she hates being idle, and even though there are many house helpers, she enjoys getting busy.

“Mum, I’ve told you to let the maids do this stuff; they are paid to do it.” He complained. Mrs. Rosa smiled upon hearing her son's voice and walked over, hugging him.

“I thought you'd forgotten about your mother." Mrs. Rosa asked, pouting her lips. “I did.” Trey joked. His mom stared at him with amusement and said,

“Did the almighty Trey just joke?”

“I meant what I said.” Trey now said with a straight face. Mrs. Rosa grinned and asked him to join her for dinner since his dad and grandfather were not around. As they were almost done with the meal, Mrs. Rosa spoke.

“When will you introduce us to your wife?” She asked, staring at her son. Trey placed down his cutlery and wiped his mouth with the napkin, placed it down, and replied.

“I will when I deem it fit.” With that said, he stood up to leave. Mrs. Rosa knew Trey’s reaction to this topic, so she didn’t pursue the topic again.

“Will you be staying for the night?” She asked, changing the topic.

“I’m staying for a week,” Trey said bluntly, leaving for his room. Mrs. Rosa stared at his retreating form and sighed.

‘He must have argued with his wife for him to stay in the old mansion for a week,’ she thought. She has been trying to know the kind of woman her son married, but the topic is brushed off by Trey before she can start.

There was this one time she visited his house but was not allowed to enter by the bodyguards. She sighed, stood up, and started clearing the table. After she was done, she retired for the night.