Page 183 of In Love After Office Hours

She had always dreamed of him calling her that, but now it only made her start to cry. Because now she knew - now she knew that him calling her like how everyone else called her - it meant she had truly lost him.

"But these days, it only seems that you saved me just to kill me over and over."

They looked at each other, both of them remembering—-

Amelia thrashing his library, accusing him of thinking she was stupid, when he had been the only one to love and respect her.

Amelia nearly bankrupting him, wanting Acheron to join her in hell when all that time he had begged for the chance to take her to heaven with him—-

"I don't want to hate you, but that's how things are going to end up if we don't part ways now." Acheron closed his eyes, and the memories - the few good memories he had of his childhood came sweeping back in, and they were all of her.

Because once, she had been his reason for living.

Because once, he had loved her.

And he liked to believe that she had loved him, too.

"Amelia..."

He opened his eyes, and it was only then he realized that she was gone.

Twenty-Seven

PIPPI:Please answer the phone.

Pippi:Please. Let's talk.

Pippi:Please.

Pippi:I love you.

But her phone remained silent, and the tears wouldn't stop falling. Pride begged her to give up, to cut her losses and consider the possibility that she could be wrong.

Acheron Simonides was a billionaire.

A drop-dead-gorgeous, incredibly sexy Greek billionaire!

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