A Divorce He Regrets (Raina and Alexander) novel Chapter 246

Security guarded every wall of the compound. Too many of them to burst through. Sneaking in was not an option.

I whipped my phone out. I had an entire gallery just for her and still needed some more pictures. I slammed my eyes shut as memories of our last happy moments together flooded my mind. The kiss. It had been everything. I had never felt so alive. I thought I was alive, but I had merely been existing. The urge never wanted, only grew at an angry, rapid rate. It had been too long. I wanted another. Just one more time.

"She passed out. There was blood." The moment my private investigator said it, all I wanted to do was shove the bastard who was responsible. Anything but think about the alternative. She wasn't pregnant, was she?

Raw, brain numbing anger coursed through my vein. That would be betrayal in its highest form.

But then remembered being told that she passed out and there was blood. She was pregnant wasn't she? Anger flooded him. He felt even more betrayed.

I promised never to disturb until he had new I formation for me, but I needed to know, I needed to be sure.

The phone vibrated. My final chance to end this shit and just call it a night. But the longer it rang, the more curious I got.

"Hey, Raina. What hospital was she taken to after she passed out?" I didn't bother with pleasantries when it came to him. There was no point and I didn't have the time to deal with all of that.

"Cartridge." He answered almost instantly, not in the least bit phased.

"Thanks." I clipped and ended the call. I made a swift U-turn, the hospital was a popular one, especially because of its private suite which top families like the Grahams would love!

I popped the safety off and pressed the metal to his head before he could get any over zealous thoughts.

His body shook like a leaf caught in a storm. "Raina Graham. File." I repeated, putting just the right amount of bite in my voice.

His hands shook the entire time. With his spine stiff as a board, he dug through a shelf of files marked private suite.

I kept the gun against his temple and grabbed the file. The first page was warm water against my overworked muscles. She had been pregnant, yes, but she lost it. The bastard kicked the bucket even before I could make it's escape from her womb. Spills of laughter peeled from my lips till I was full on laughing in his face. It was horrible Raina had to go through that, but at least that ex from hell could finally take a back seat.

I pulled on the knot of my tie as uncle Cale slid through the door, staying right on his tail. The air in the office was thinner than I remembered. My eyes as if on instinct, sourced for Raina. She wasn't hard to find, she sat beside her brother at the bottom farthest end of the centre table, the seats closest to the door, for those with the lowest say on the board. Oh how the tables turn.