His Ex-wife Is An Heiress (Amara and Tobias)

Amara hesitated, but after a few seconds, she admitted. "I was a fool. I should have listened to Grandfather and divorced Tobias. Then, everything wouldn't have been a total disaster."

Lorenzo's eyes softened. "Amara," He whispered and got up. Seconds later, he had pulled her up and into a warm hug and caressed her hair. "It's never too late to change the mistakes you made. And this isn't one of them. You're still young, you're a genius, and most importantly, you're a Crawford. So stop worrying about what might have been and focus on what can be."

Amara felt tears gather at the corners of her eyes as she heard her brother's encouraging words and she nodded her head, agreeing to them.

"Thank you Lorenzo."

She said and was about to hug him back when she was suddenly ripped away from her brother.

She was spun around and came face to face with a fuming Tobias.

"What the-," She barely finished her words when her wrist was grabbed and she was pulled closer to a furious Tobias.

"We are leaving, now."

His tone was cold, so cold that it made her blood freeze in her veins and she had to use all her will power not to flinch.

She was about to pull her hand out of his grasp, but Lorenzo had her pulled her back and out of his hold.

"Who the hell do you think you are, grabbing her like that." He hissed and stood before her, shielding her from Tobias who did not look pleased by this.

He stepped forward and Lorenzo had to admit how tall he was. "Her husband. It would do you well to remember that the next time you want to meet up and get physical with my wife, publicly."

Saying this, he reached forward and grabbed Amara's hand once again. Lorenzo was about to react, but the look his sister gave him told him not to and he remained still, watching as the two headed towards the exit.

As they made their way out, Amara turned back to give Lorenzo an apologetic look, mouthing the word 'Sorry.' Before deciding to face the situation she was in.

"Let me go, Tobias." She ordered, attempting to free her hand. "You have no right to grab me like that, especially not after all you've done."

"Oh, and you think your actions are any better, hmm?" He scoffed. "Slandering Celestine, posting those photos on the internet, ignoring my calls, are you asking for me to fucking punish you or what?" "You can't punish me, you lost the right to do as soon as you demanded a divorce. Now let me go."

"So that you can go back to that man." He chuckled. "Not a chance."

His words irritated Amara and snapped. "What the hell is your problem Tobias."

"You! Everything you're doing nowadays is my problem and if you think I can punish you for it, you're solely mistaking and I'm going to prove that to you."

Only after he had said this, did Amara realize that they were in front of a black Rolls Royce.

Before she could question what his plan was, the door was pushed open and she was shoved inside.

"Get out." His instruction was towards Dean and the driver who were in the car, and the both of them wasted no time in hurrying out.

"What are you doing?" Amara asked as sat up and saw Tobias sit on the seat beside her and slam the door close.

"You said I couldn't punish you, right?"

Hearing this propelled Amara to quickly shift back and try and open the door behind her. Her eyes widened when realizing that it was locked.

But she was given no time to think when she was roughly pulled into his arms and her body pressed against his.

"What are you doing?" She questioned, still trying her best to put up a fight.

"Proving a point."

Before she could process what he meant by this, his lips came crashing down on hers, hard, possessive and demanding.

Her mind instantly became muffled by the feeling and her eyes went wide. In a second she bit his lower lip and shoved him away and before he could react, delivered a hard slap to his cheek. Wiping her lips, she glared at him. "Strike one Tobias, do it again and let's see where that gets you."