Mr.CEO Is Now On His Knees After Divorcing Her

Chapter 1

Nyla McCall : Nyla is a resilient 21-year-old, initially facing the challenge of her father’s company going bankrupt. Despite her unexpected marriage to Xavier, she chooses to file for divorce, determined to build a better life for herself and her unborn child. As a single mom, she embraces the difficulties and creates a loving home for her son, Xavion.

Xavier Xachary, CEO of XX Airways : Xavion :Xavier a rich billionaire who doesn’t know how to love marries Nyla to counter rumors about his sexuality. His distrust of women leads to a turbulent marriage with Nyla. He’s self centered and doesn’t find sexually torturing Nyla as anything.Discovering the truth about Xavion’s connection to him stirs regret and jealousy. Xavier hires a private investigator but struggles with conflicting emotions upon learning about Nyla’s hardships. Will he respect her wishes to stay away, or will his ruthless nature prevail?

Xavion: Xavion ,Nyla’s son, is a five years old cute boy who becomes the center of attention when Xavier narrowly misses hitting him with his car. His age becomes a pivotal clue in uncovering the truth about his parentage. The unfolding events raise questions about Xavier’s intentions regarding Xavion.

Drake : Drake is Xavier brother he appears to be a menacing man associated with criminal activities. He can’t wait to have Nyla on his bed .He is know for doing the dirty work for Xavier.

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Nyla’s POV

I turn to face the mirror. Tears are streaming from my eyes and down my hairline . Not tears of sorrow, but tears of rage because our family business was taken by the traitors who deceived my father, pushing us into bankruptcy.

"Miss Nyla Miller?The guard called.

"Yes?" I asked, staring blankly up into the sky.I was locking up my dad's company as a melancholy farewell. I furiously tightened my fists and scanned the deserted building.

The guard said courteously, "Miss Nyla, there's someone waiting for you outside."

I then gave a nod of the head and headed down the hallway. After pressing the elevator button, I decided to find out who was searching for me outside of the company. I would slap all of these folks, I swear to god, if they were my pretentious friends .

I was shocked to see three men pointing guns at me, and I swallowed so hard in dread that my throat became dry.

My voice cracked as I attempted to speak, and I lifted my quivering palm in the air. "If… If you want to kidnap me to get money as a ransom, don't do that. I'm no longer rich. I have nothing to give you!"

The man firmly grabbed my arm and exclaimed, "You're coming with us, the boss wants to see you!" I tried to kick him in the feet and get away, but they had already put me into the black cargo van, so it was too late.

I cried out, "Help!" as loud as I could, but the man gave me a shot that would temporarily put me to sleep.

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My entire body trembled with fear and anxiety as soon as I opened my eyes and saw the empty room. I glanced around, but I saw no one.

Then footsteps could be heard outside the doorway. While wrapping the blanket around myself, I tried not to act crazy

When the door opened, I swallowed nervously, and when the man shut it, I bowed my head. He exuded such calmness in his gait, and I could feel shivers running down my spine from his perfume I curled up in the bed and hugged myself, biting my lower lip and closing my eyes.

An ominous voice makes my soul want to burst from my body. A delicate hand stroked my chin and lifted it, saying, "Nyla, open your eyes and look at me."

Because I'm stubborn , I refuse to look at the vile individual who abducted me and brought me to this weird area. He wiped the tears from my face with his bare hands as my entire body trembled and he blurted out, "Don't you want to see the man who was captivated by your beauty?"

I opened my eyes to find a smirk on his pink lips and a set of blue eyes staring directly at me. He tightened his flawless jawline in a subtle way as I attempted to move away from him.

"Don’t touch me! Who are you?"

"You don’t know me?He laughs quietly, as if he was playing with me.

"Whoever you are, I don't care! If you want money, I'm not going to give you anything—"

"Sssshhh." He leaned in to press his finger to my lips to halt my trembling and silence me. I'm not going to fall for this bait, even though his handsomeness is obvious from the look on his face. Someone devised this horrible scheme to make my life considerably more difficult.

His face was so near to mine that I thought he was about to kiss me, so I arched my back and turned away. "Miss Miller, don't talk too much," he urged softly.

He pressed my body closer to me and murmured, "You have no idea what I can do to you; as soon as you got here, you became mine and you cannot go back to your family." I was on the edge of fainting out from my labored breathing.

“ what’s that supposed to mean?"

"Nyla, you don't know anything."

And he left me alone in the empty room, thunder struck. The door would not budge no matter how hard I stomped and knocked. I felt like I was at my limit when it came to trying to yell loudly. I am hungry and I have a headache. I'm stuck in this room by this bastard! How devilish!

The butler simply gave me a shameless grin as the door opened and said, "Come down the stairs."

I tried telling the butler, "Your boss just took me away," but he didn't even listen, and I felt so powerless. "You! Please help me get out of this place..."

I went downstairs, and it seemed really welcoming and comfortable. This is similar to the house I grew up in, but it's even better now. I noticed a bookcase stacked with paperbacks and a brown plaid sofa with strong oak arms as I gazed about. Next, there were family photos on one wall, a nice round cabinet next to another, and a gorgeous gilded mirror where I could see myself being afraid of dying.

I suddenly recognized that I was stuck in this house where the Mafia CEO of XX Airway resided after observing his men, everyone of them had a gun for themselves.

I tried to move gently as soon as I noticed the grand entrance door was open when someone grabbed my waist. "What the hell are you doing?!"

Anger rising in my heart, I smack his face and say, "You don't own me! I don't want to be here! Please, just take me home. I promise I won't tell the authorities about you." My family is worrying about me right now.

"No, you stay here!" he said, wiping his face with his palm and glaring at me with his sharp eyes.

I'm going to start crying again, so my lips bent downward. "What do you want from me?"

"You are mine."

I pushed him away and gave him a hateful look as he reached out to brush my face with the back of his palm.

"Don't you dare…"

However, he was so patient that he took hold of my arm, pulled me over to the table, and gave me the order to eat.

"I won't eat. I'd rather die than eat here!"

He looked into my eyes and said, "Do you really want to die? That's easy." I bowed my head, unwilling to look at him for that long. He watches me eat as I gently cut the steak with the knife and fork.

With his arms crossed, he stood in front of me and remarked, "Good girl."

As I was eating the steak, he placed his finger on the table and tapped it slowly while observing. When I glanced up at him, his eyes remained icy as before.

He was observing me as I ate, and I felt awkward. "Please, stop staring at me," I said to him.

"Why not? I'm enjoying watching a woman eating meat in front of me. You can call me, Xavier."

I gasped as he licked his lower lip with his devilish tongue, but I kept eating the meal until I was full.

"Please take me home right now."

"No," he shook his head.

My heart begins to race with terror as soon as I glance back at a man with the tattoos on his arms. To be living in a community of serial killers seems so weird.

I tried to keep my head down since I felt sick to look at anyone in this environment.

The man inquired in a deep, ominous voice, "Who is this little girl?"

Biting my lower lip, I tried not to cry as he approached me and smelled my hair, adding, "That smells so good, like a fresh daisy."

The man inquired menacingly, "Do you want to play with me, little bimbo?" and I stepped back from him a little.

To which he replies, "Are you playing hard to get right now? I like it!" in a furious manner.

The man called Drake stopped bothering me with a strong, manly voice that said, "Drake , That's enough."

Drake offered me a gentle shoulder massage and exclaimed, "What are you stopping me from? This woman can be my reward for doing my job so well today!" But I attempted to resist and got to my feet out of anxiety.

"Stay away from me."

Biting his lower lip, he gave me a full body view before asking Xavier, "So? What's the deal? Does this woman belong to me? I can bed her right now until she f*****g bleeds and asked for my mercy to stop."

I stared at the odd man, my mouth opening in disbelief, and I began to back away, sobbing. "N-No, you can't do this to me...I don't belong to anyone!"

Both of them are staring at me in amazement, and Xavier said. "No, she is mine to keep." Drake , you can go now.

"Really?" Drake asked with a raised head and a sigh. She's still a f*****g slut, but you are too possessive.”

"LEAVE,Drake ,don't try to test my patience!"