Dear Ex-husband, Kiss My Feet!

Dear Ex-husband, Kiss My Feet!

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Introduction

“I’m not about to be friend-zoned by the woman I want to f*ck.”

Seth pinned Olivia against the wall of the hotel room, his voice deep and dangerous. He wasn't the polite gentleman who took her on a date anymore. He was a predator, and she was his prey. Olivia’s heart raced. She had just divorced her cheating husband, and now this mysterious billionaire was looking at her like he wanted to devour her soul.

“Seth, we shouldn’t…” she whispered, but her body betrayed her.

“You want this just as much as I do,” he growled, ripping the strap of her gold dress. His lips crashed onto hers, hungry and demanding. He lifted her effortlessly, wrapping her legs around his waist as he carried her to the bed. For the first time in years, Olivia felt alive. She felt worshiped.

But the next morning, the bed was cold. Seth was gone.
And her phone was blowing up with missed calls. “Olivia! Get out of there! The police are looking for Seth! He’s the prime suspect in your grandfather’s murder!”

Olivia froze, staring at the empty side of the bed. The man who made her scream in pleasure last night… was he actually a killer?


Everyone envied Olivia’s perfect marriage to billionaire Kelvin Ashford, until she found a Hermes lipstick that wasn't hers in his pocket. Her husband was sleeping with her best friend. Heartbroken but not defeated, Olivia serves them a public divorce they’ll never forget. But as she escapes her toxic past, she falls into the arms of Seth Rollins—a man who treats her like a queen but hides a deadly secret. Did he approach her for love, or to destroy her family from the inside?

Chapter 1

“I want a divorce..”

The middle aged man peeled his eyes off the document he was deeply engrossed in and raised his head briefly to the elegant lady sitting across him in the large office space.

The dark haired lady corked a brow at him lifting one leg over the other in a bossy aura. She carried herself with so much grace. Her red lips puckered awaiting his response.

The older man peered cautiously at her. She was no stranger to him or to the entire city of Los Angeles. Before him was Olivia Ashford, the famous billionaire’s wife. Everyone knew how much Kelvin Ashford doted on his wife which even earned him the term and nickname ‘Wife-Slave’.

He's every girl's dream man and their marriage was envied by many but her sudden request for a divorce was alarming. He cleared his throat to speak but she wasn't done speaking yet.

“I also want to erase my identity completely..” She continued, not a single emotion in her amber eyes. Instead, it flickered with something mischievous.

Kelvin spent five years courting her back in college, they eventually got married later on and fast forward to today, five years has gone into the marriage.

“Mrs Ashford..what you're requesting for–

“Mr Miller..I want this process to go as fast and smooth as possible. It's my decision and I hope you respect that..” She cut him off midway, her tone calm, yet powerful.

The lawyer swallowed, he was at loss for words and could only stare. He flipped through the pages of the documents in his hands and finally sighed.

“Fine..this needs at least a month for the divorce processing and identity erasing..”

Olivia didn't seem too impressed by the news. She'd have preferred the whole process to finish a lot sooner than one month. Left with no other choice, she offered a stiff smile.

“Good..”

Rising to her feet, the lawyer followed suite, he handed her the papers he has been going through and returned her smile. He walked her to the door but she stopped right before he could close the door behind her.

“And also..your shirt is inside out..” She snickered and walked away.

Mr Miller took a quick glance at his blue shirt and truly, it was inside out. He groaned and pulled his phone out of his pants pocket. Earnestly scrolling through it, he found the contact that he was searching for.

“Get two glasses of black coffee and bring it to my office..”

He returned back to his office with a nervous chuckle leaving his lips. His eyes fell on the figure who was seated on a black swivel chair backing him.

“I’m deeply sorry for keeping you waiting Boss, Mrs Ashford just left, apparently she wants a divorce and erasure of her identity in the next thirty days..” He exhaled deeply. “One can never understand women at all..”

Suddenly, the chair made a sharp turn revealing who had been sitting there all along. His chiseled jawline seemed to drop, his bright blue eyes widened slightly in astonishment as if the very words had physically pushed him back in his chair.

“Interesting..speed up the process by two weeks” His voice deep and calm, his blue eyes sparkled.

Mr Miller's brows shoot up but he dared not defy his boss's order. “Yes boss”


Olivia reached home to find her husband Kelvin, making dinner. The air was filled with the mouth watering aroma emitting from the kitchen.

The second he noticed her arrival, he pulled off the black apron tied around his waist and began walking to her with a large smile on his lips.

“Honey! Happy birthday to you!”

Olivia flashed a smile closing up the gap between them, her husband wrapped his hand around her and planted a kiss on her head. She thought he had forgotten about her birthday.

“Thank you..I thought you forgot”

Kelvin chuckled lightly with a wave of his hand. “Now that can never happen milady..I'll always remember your special day” His sugar coated words made Olivia giggle slightly.

Normally, for a wealthy man's wife, she should be hosting the most extravagant party in a grand hall by now, but it seems Kelvin had other plans. Her brows arched when he excused himself for a minute and returned shortly with two large boxes wrapped up in red wrappers.

“I got you a little something..” From the way Kelvin behaved, one could see how much he really cared about his wife. He took her by her hand and led her to the ash colored couch in the living room.

Guiding her to seat before placing the gift boxes next to her.

“I know you'll love it..and also, the finishing touch. I made your best dishes, give me some minutes to fill the table..”

Olivia gave a nod. The moment he turned around, her smile slowly fell. She unwrapped the first box and opened it after only to discover a black birkin purse sitting pretty in the box.

He still remembered her thing for Hermes collections. And to top it all, this particular bag was limited. Only a few could get it, it's no surprise that her husband could purchase it after all, he has the money.

The other box was unwrapped by her and it contained cosmetics from Hermes, her face remained the same. If it were to be any other woman, she'd be jumping around after being gifted all these but Olivia was nothing like other women.

She casually checked her wrist watch wondering how long it will take for Kelvin to appear with the meal he made for her. Her phone next to her on the couch buzzed with a new notification, she saw the pop up was from an Instagram post but she cared less about it.

Instead, her attention was drawn to the black coat sprawled on the farther end of the couch. What caught her attention was the item peeking out of the pocket.

Curious, she stood to her feet and walked closer where she picked the item out. It turned out to be a lipstick and a charm. A matte lipstick, this wasn't hers and to be fair, Kelvin knew that she doesn't like this shade even though it's from Hermes collection.

Olivia fondled with the lipstick until she saw the initials on the charm. It shouldn't be a surprise to her but a sad gleam washed over her face. What a beautiful coincidence that she knows someone who loves this shade and also have the same initials.

“And voila! The birthday special is here!..”

Olivia turned swiftly to him still holding the lipstick and the heart shaped charm. The maids all helped in filling the table with the varieties of whatever her husband made for her.

Kelvin was quick to catch up the slight change in her expression, his gaze fell on the item she was holding it almost seemed like he panicked until he rushed to her and snatched the items from her grip gently.

“I never wanted you to see these..I know you don't like this shade and it's an error from the mall, i was so pissed when I found out that they used the wrong initials on this beautiful piece..” Kelvin explained. He placed the items into his pocket with a solemn gaze. “I’m sorry I made this terrible mistake..I'll toss it away later..” He continued.

“Oh silly, I'm not mad. In fact, I love the birkin purse..”

Her response made him sigh in relief, he took her by the hand leading her to the long dining table which was oozing with the magnificent aroma.

“Guess what you're gonna love more. These delicacies..”

Kelvin pulled out a chair and guided her to sit on it. He proceeded to dish out a portion of the meal on the table for her.

Another notification popped up on her phone, this time she picked it up immediately seeing that it was from her lawyer.

‘The whole process can be achieved in two weeks..’

Olivia's eyes lit up in surprise, initially he had told her that all these would be done within thirty days.

“That’s a special date..” She mumbled beneath her breath but oblivious to the fact that her husband was closer to her side.

“What?” He asked innocently, his black orbs narrowing at her.

Olivia met his calm gaze and smiled sweetly at him, this time it was genuine. “I just received a word that your anniversary gift is ready. But you're gonna have to wait for two more weeks to receive it..” Her red lips raised slightly as she watched his expression. “You still remember our anniversary date right?”

Kelvin chuckled softly as he placed the plate before her. “I can never forget any special day that has something to do with you, honey.” he responded and planted a kiss on her forehead before stepping backwards.

“And now, for the final surprise milady..” He clapped his hands twice and the lights suddenly went off. Olivia was confused at first until a more dimmer light illuminated the room giving it a romantic ambience.

Now she could notice the decorations and the candles which she missed earlier. The center of the dining table had a platter surrounded by soft burning candles.

“Oh my goodness” Olivia gooned hiding behind her fake smile. The last light came on highlighting tiny heart shapes that moves

on every corner of the room.

“Anything for you to have a special day!” He remarked, grinning from ear to ear.

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